Evster2012
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So far still waiting.
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And my handle is 2012!
So 2009 sucked, but we have two more years before fuck all?
I say Hey baby, let's partayyy!!!
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You're welcome, Evster. I'm sorry.
My thoughts and prayers are with all of you. Thank goodness for your mom's daughter-in-law. PS: Veddy noice to see you posting here again!
Thanks, and veddy noice to see you too!
And yes Charles, enough of 09!
9, you know how it goes. Luv ya!
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Thanks 9 and Fan_S. My mom fell again today. I've flown out here from Wisconsin to give her a shoulder to lean on, but I go back on Tuesday. It's been 3 weeks and I need to take care of business back there. I need to go home and be with Angi. Fortunately, mom's daughtr in law has arranged to stay here through Xmas. So that's good as she will be staying with mom and can look after her. Sucks like hell when your parents get fragile though. Half of me wants to flee the constant hospital visits and be with Angi, the other wants to hold my mom's hand. It's the worst. It fucking sucks.
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Stepdad (age 87) has been diagnosed with a fractured hip after he fell off the x-ray table while in the hospital. WTF??
Fortunately his blood is no longer toxic, though he got staph from his dialysis cath. Hospitals. Run me over with a bus when my time comes, please! Can I sign a DNR here?
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Love it and always have, just the way it is!
btw, were Robert's blouses in 73 any more revealing than the leather vests in 70?
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20 years ago, my band's setlist was:
Spirit of Radio
Red Barchetta
Anthem
Bastille Day
YYZ
Freewill
Lakeside Park
2112
Passage to Bangkok
Fly By Night>In the Mood
The Trees>Xanadu
Tom Sawyer
Limelight
Jacob's Ladder
La Villa Strangiato
Can't believe I was both guitarist and SINGER!!!
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I finally got it out! Please don't make me remember!!!!!
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Saturday Night Live May 14, 1977. Host Shelley Duvall.
Attack of the Moonies sketch:
Deprogrammer 1: Led Zeppelin! Led Zeppelin! Led Zeppelin! LED ZEPPELIN!!
[ they rise to speak privately ]
Deprogrammer 1: Man, I say we give up on this Moonie! She's not gonna crack!
Deprogrammer 2: Yes, she WILL!! Now, I have -- look, I have deprogrammed TOUGHER kids than this one! Now, look -- come on!
Deprogrammer 1: [ sighing ] It's been five days!
Deprogrammer 2: [ to the moonie ] Look... don't you want all of this to end? Huh? Just renounce that Sun Myung Moon character... and you can go back home to your parents!
Moonie: [ in a monotone ] The Unification Church is my family. I don't like my parents.
Deprogrammer 1: [ he sighs ] How 'bout your dog? Don't you want to go see your dog?
Moonie: I don't have a dog.
Deprogrammer 1: Do you have a cat?
Moonie: I don't have a cat.
Deprogrammer 1: Well, we'll buy you a cat! [ cutesy ] A little kitten! Yuo can call it "Booooots", or "Whiskers", or "Muffin", or ANYTHING YOU LIKE!!!
Deprogrammer 2: Shhhh...
Moonie: I don't like animals.
Deprogrammer 2: Look -- you can catch up on TV! Now, I bet you haven't seen the new Fall shows!
Deprogrammer 1: Rhoda got divorced, you know. It's, uh -- everything's changed.
Deprogrammer 2: Of course, you missed Mary's last show, you know, uh -- but... I'm sure they'll probably rerun it.
Moonie: Television is the Devil's paintbrush. I don't like television.
Deprogrammer 1: I'm gonna put on that Mamas & Papas album one more time, see what happens.
[ a knock at the door ]
Deprogrammer 1: There's the kid from Burger King.
Moonie: I don't like Burger King. Burgers are the Devil's scouring pads.
Deprogrammer 1: Well, don't worry -- we got you a Whaler with cheese.
[ he answers the door, but it's Sun Myung Moon on the other side ]
Deprogrammer 1: Oh, no!!
Sun Myung Moon: Good ev-e-ning! I am the Reverand Sun Myung Moon, leader of the Moo-nies!
[ music sting ]
[ title card: "Night of the Moonies" ]
Sun Myung Moon: We have come... for... the girl!
Deprogrammer 1: This kid's going BACK to her family!!
Sun Myung Moon: Whyyyy do you resist us? It is so much more preseant to surrender and become one of us. Submit to the uneffortable, free yourself of human emotion. Want to come to our bicentennial rally?
Deprogrammer 1: You're crazy!! You think I'm gonna join your gang of zombies?! You must be NUTS!!
Sun Myung Moon: Noooo?? Perhaps your wife will be able to change your mind, Round Eyes!
[ Moon leads Deprogrammer 1's zombified wife through the door ]
Deprogrammer 1: [ alarmed ] It IS my wife! Honey!
Deprogrammer 2: [ examines her listless face ] She's not your wife any more, man. She's a moonie!
Wife: Why struggle, dear? Give in. I've sold the house and car and all your possessions, and given the money to Reverand Moon.
Deprogrammer 1: [ he gasps ] NO!! NO!!
Wife: Your shirts, your slacks, your ties, your power tools...
Deprogrammer 1: My power tools?!!
Wife: Your beer can collection, your monogrammed golf clubs, your RCA home entertainment center, your electric wok.
Deprogrammer 1: Oh, how could you do it, honey?!
Wife: They're all gone...
Sun Myung Moon: [ sinisterly ] We will keep... the electric wok!
Deprogrammer 2: Don't!! Don't listen to 'em!! [ he turns and shoves Moon and Deprogrammer 1's wife out the door ] Get out of here!! Get out of here!! [ to Deprogrammer 1 ] Look, we can't save her now! [ continues shoving Moon out the door ] Get out!! [ he slams the door ] Now, come on, you've GOT to help me!! They're gonna probably try to get in now!!
Deprogrammer 1: Yeah, right!
Deprogrammer 2: Help me block this door!!
[ they push furniture in front of the door, as other moonies begin to smash in the window ]
Deprogrammer 2: Now, get over there to the window -- here they come, here they come!!
[ the moonies try to push their literature through the empty panes, as Deprogrammer 1 begins to hammer boards over the window ]
Deprogrammer 1: Get away!! Get out of here!!
Voice of a Moonie: How are you? Would you like to buy a flower and help the Reverand Moon?
Deprogrammer 2: NO!! I'm not interested!!
Voice of a Moonie: Have a nice day!
Deprogrammer 1: They're all over the place!!
Deprogrammer 2: I KNOW THAT!!
Voice of a Moonie: Would you like to make a donation..?
Deprogrammer 1: A quarter? [ he takes a brochure from one of the moonies and begins to read it ]
Deprogrammer 2: I don't know HOW long -- I don't know how long we cna hold out! I don't even know how many of them there are! They could have HUNDREDS of brochures, man. They might even have a sound truck! [ he turns and notices the brochure in Deprogrammer 1's hand ] Hey, what's that you're reading there? Hey, man! Look! Listen, man!! [ he tears the brochure away and shoves Deprogrammer 1 down onto a bed ] Do you want to end up like one of those goons out there?!!
Deprogrammer 1: NO, NO!!
Deprogrammer 2: Stop reading that stuff!! You understand?!!
Deprogrammer 1: NO!! NO...!!
[ Deprogrammer 1 rises slowly, his eyes now darkened circles ]
Deprogrammer 1: [ in a monotone ] I am one of them now. It is really pleasant. [ to Deprogrammer 2 ] Hello! How are you? Are you busy right now? Can I walk with you just a little bit? You're probably on your way to work. It's Gentlemen's Day today! It's Gentlemen's Day today! Why don't you come with me just now..?
[ Deprogrammer 1 rises, as Deprogrammer 2 inches away toward the front door ]
Deprogrammer 2: You -- you can stay here, man, I'm getting the hell out of here!
[ Deprogrammer 2 frantically pulls the furniture away from the front door and thrusts it open. Sun Myung Moon and some of the other moonies proceed to re-enter. ]
Sun Myung Moon: It's time for you to join us! Here is your button!
Deprogrammer 2: NOOOOO!!!! NOOOOO!!!!
Deprogrammer 1: [ as he unties the rope around the first Moonie's ] Hi! How are you? May I interest you in some literature? If you'd care to make a small donation...
Deprogrammer 2: NOOOOO!!!! NOOOOO!!!!
[ unnoticed by anyone, the Sheriff enters the motel room ]
Sheriff: Yeah, Chief, there's a whole lot of those moonies here! Yeah, okay! Check!
[ the Sheriff proceeds to shoot each moonie one at a time, firing nine shots. Various moonies shout "Have a nice day!" before being shot. At last, the Sheriff shoots and kills Sun Myung Moon. ]
Deprogrammer 2: Thank God! Thank God, man! Thank God you came here!
Sheriff: Yeah, Chief? Okay, I'm gonna head down to that corner, there's an ol' rat's nest in here, I got one more moonie to kill!
Deprogrammer 2: Oh, no, man! I'm not a moonie!
Sheriff: Alright!
Deprogrammer 2: I'm not -- I'm not a moonie!
[ the Sheriff fires two shots at Deprogrammer 2 ]
Sheriff: Yeah, that really is a tragedy about San Diego. They never had proper law enforcement techniques down there, anyway. [ he chuckles ] Alright!
[ the Sheriff exits the motel room, leaving dead bodies everywhere as "The End" creeps onscreen ]
[ close-up, as the original moonie rises from the floor and smiles toward the camera ]
Moonie: Hello! How are you? Have you heard about the Unification Church? Do you mind if we talk for a while?
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No Plant, no Bron-Yr-Aur trip (that's just one example). Nothing would have gone the same.
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I like Jake's style. Bark At The Moon is an all-time favorite of mine.
Ever check out Badlands? That's a kickass album if ever there was one!! Jake, Ray Gillen, Greg Chaisson and Eric Singer. I love that album!!! Gillen and Singer left Black Sabbath during the Eternal Idol sessions and hooked up with Jake. Sadly Ray died of AIDS related illnes in 1993. I had the privelidge of seeing them in a small Orange County club, and was lucky to have my elbows on the stage by Jake's pedalboard. They were a truly ass kicking band!! My ears rang for days!!
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If you're gonna do anything more invasive than drawing blood, knock my ass OUT!!! You can take that local shit and stick it in yer own ass! Take me down the fucking rabbit hole man! And don't be in no hurry about it either! Take me down sloooooowwwww.
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It'll be even less Kiss soon enough. Gene and Doc are putting together their own official Kiss tribute band. They will tour as "Kiss Forever", while Gene and Paul hang up the greasepaint and settle into their roles as overseers of the brand. Tommy Thayer will be out on the fairway, and maybe Eric Singer will get back with Jake E Lee. I miss that guy!
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I think this passes the gaga test
Gee, I guess I can't embed this like a YouTube vid...drats.
That was a really enjoyable break! Thanks!!
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I do, only the live albums really though. They sound so much better than the studio stuff. I mean, how about those epic versions of Black Diamond, 100,000 years, Cold Gin, God of Thunder, Shock Me on Alive and Alive II. They blow away they're studio counterparts.
Calling KISS: ALIVE a live album is a stretch though. I have the shows on bootleg. Eddie Kramer and the boys did half of what you hear in the studio. Crowd cheers were dubbed in.
I was at the ALIVE II show at the Forum in 1977. The album is again not an accurate representation of the event. Some songs were from soundchecks, some were from the spring tour in Japan. Crowd cheers were again dubbed in. As for the studio tracks on side 4, Ace wasn't even on them (except for Rocket Ride) it was Bob Kulick.
Great live albums both, so long as you are willing to suspend belief in what "live" really means.
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I'm with ya Buk old pal! Always!!
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I've always found the 2-day drinking binge does the trick, but then there's the two days of detox, which is probably worse than no sleep at all!
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Ouch! Sorry STZ!!
What made me unhappy? I didn't wake up. I didn't wake up because I never went to sleep. Oh, I lay there awhile. But nope. Insomnia fucking sucks!!!
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*Off topic* Hey Steve, George C is having trouble getting through to you in our coversation. Check your inbox, it might be full.
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The finger don't bother me, but if I saw Zacron's LZ III print up on the wall after you said you sold it...
Haha! No, the pic is from 2 years ago. The pic wasn't posted to give the finger to Ed. I can see why that could have been misinterpreted. My bad. The pic was posted to illustrate that my "timeline" goes from the kid at the table, to the mulleted guy in the next pic (girlfriend's idea, I SWEAR!), to the current long-hair in the "No Job, No Money, No car, But I'm in a Band" t-shirt. Using the one with the finger was top say "Fuck you, fuck me, fuck it!". It wasn't meant as a "Go fuck yourself" to anyone in particular.
*edit to add* The irony is that I wasn't online yesterday at all! I was completely unaware of all this fighting until I caught up the thread just now!
I guess this one would have been a better choice!
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Hmmmm, how will this fucking scheme for mums teat and froot loops payoff?
WHACK!
:hysterical:Ends up like this ultimately! :0
Make what you will of that!
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Ev, it's inside that is the most important...but seems your not happy with it and as you said it, it's only a phase. Life's to short to not make it what you want it to the best of your ability. I hate to work out, but I do it as it actually makes me feel better, and I can fit in my clothes! I hate routines, but love weight's. Sometimes I quit for a few months and I start noticing I am actually more tired than when I am not working out. And when I have to start back I literally hate it for about three weeks....then it gets better. Plus as I get older it's much harder to lose weight.
Deb, I was 275. I'm now hovering around 225. 6 feet tall. I'm a big-boned man. I carry a lot of upper body weight, but I'm not "flabby". I don't consider myself obese. I just lack tone. I do however have calf muscles that could snap yer neck!!! Sorry, I'm proud of those guns! Haha! Consider me a draft horse, not a thoroughbred. I can carry an 85 pound pack up a hill all day, step by step. Drop packs and run and I'll be last guy to reach the waterhole!
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Hmmmm, how will this fucking scheme for mums teat and froot loops payoff?
WHACK!
:hysterical:Adopted, bottle fed, and it was Frosted Flakes.
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Awww - love the one of you as a lad!!! As for the mullet, well it was the 80s and I'm sure we can all fess up to some interesting styles
You need to do a time line photo montage mate
Erm, am I permitted to say clusterfuck on this board? I've had more changes than Bowie!!
Currently I'm in my Fat White Duke (Dork) phase!
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Hey, I resemble that remark!
Damn Wisconsin beer and cheese and bratwurst all bloody day long!
AND I've been in the dentist's chair five times in the last seven days. Damn Welsh/English genes.
Doubly fucked I tell ya!!