Pirate1974

Ocean's Eleven

George Clooney

The Monuments Men

Can't believe this game is still alive after 9 1/2 years!!!

One more for old times. I had the first reply on this thread six years ago (!!!)

Jennifer Grey

Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Matthew Broderick

Turn out the lights the party's over

They say that all good things must end

Let's call it a night the party's over

And tomorrow starts the same old thing again

-Willie Nelson

Sorry to hear that the old spot is shutting down. I followed it religiously (!) since I first ran across Waydale back in 2000. Has it really been that long? I haven't been around too much lately because it started to bring back too many memories that were better left unremembered, but I'll never forget the fun stuff that we did here.

A special thanks to my good friend excathie.

See you in the funny papers.

George,

I don't get to check in as much as I used to since my place of employment in their infinite wisdom blocked access to sites such as this.

I can't imagine why.

Well, I see it's still here.

This thread turns 8 years old this month.

Amazing.

Hi Excathie,

Sorry I missed your birthday. Hope you had a great day.

Luv ya,

Pi

Any discussion of great movie monsters would have to include the classic "Night of the Lepus."

Giant mutant rabbits terrorize the Southwest. It doesn't get any better than that.

That's cool. Saw my all-time favorite in there - Natalie Wood. It doesn't get any better than that.

I ran across this the other day in my internet travels. It's a poll that was taken by the UK newspaper Daily Mail asking people, well just guys probably, to name their favorite Bond girl. These are the results:

1. Ursula Andress as Honey Ryder in "Dr. No"

2. Honor Blackman as Pu**y Galore in "Goldfinger"

3. Diana Rigg as Tracey Divicenzo in "On Her Majesty's Secret Service"

4. Eva Green as Vesper Lynd in "Casino Royale"

5. Barbara Bach as Anya Amasova in "The Spy Who Loved Me"

6. Famke Janssen as Xenia Onatopp in "Goldeneye"

7. Michelle Yeoh as Wai Lin in "Tomorrow Never Dies"

8. Lotte Lenya as Rosa Klebb in "From Russia With Love"

9. Jill St. John as Tiffany Case in "Diamonds Are Forever"

10. Carole Bouquet as Melina Havelock in "For Your Eyes Only"

Now I can't argue with most of these selections except for one: Lotte Lenya as Rosa Klebb

Those British dudes obviously have a much different definition of the term "Bond girl" than I do. Yikes!

Not that it really matters, but that would be Miss Teen South Carolina.

The North Carolina public schools produce the likes of Kellie "I thought Europe was a country" Pickler, the other geography genius.

Sudo,

Yep, April (I think) 2001. That is pretty amazing.

I think your YouTube theory is right on the money.

This is a hoot. Check it out.

I Just Don't Look Good Naked Anymore

Apparently this guy was the host of a kid's show in the Seattle area in the 50s.

Hey, is there anybody home here?

We can't let this thread die. We're coming up on the 7 year anniversary pretty soon.

good letter Pi-man! how were the boy's grades this semester? c'mon... we wanna know!

I think the boy spent more time hanging out at the Delta Sigma Phi house than he did studying so his grades were somewhat less than outstanding. That's not the way he tells it, of course.

If you listen to country music at all, you've probably heard this song by Brad Paisley.

If you haven't heard it and want to, you can check it out here:

Letter To Me

Yeah, it's kind of hokey and corny, I admit, but it did get me to thinking.

What would I write in a letter to me?

Well, first off, I wouldn't send it to myself at 17. I'd pick age 19, and it would probably go something like this:

Hi dude,

Believe it or not, this letter is coming to you from you in the year 2008. No, the Jetsons aren't living here yet. I just want to give you a little piece of advice.

In the summer of 1972, somebody that you love more than anything else in the world is going to tell you about something that. at first, is going to sound completely innocent and harmless. I'm sure you know who I'm talking about and what she's going to tell you about is a Christian group that's going to sound like Campus Crusade or something. Do not be fooled. Do everything you possibly can not to get involved in this mess and do everything you possibly can to get her out of it. If you don't try that, you'll still be kicking yourself about it 36 years later.

Trust your first impressions on this thing because they're absolutely correct. The buffoon who runs it, who is touted as the Man of God for our Time, really is the Flim-Flam Man. If you don't run the other way, in about six months, you'll find yourself sitting on a hard metal chair in a freezing cold room watching this bozo lecture on his own version of the Bible and you'll pay your hard-earned money for the privilege. I know you find that hard to believe now, but you'll do it to please her and to become one of the "in crowd." If you don't, every question you ask will be answered with, "You'll have to take the class to learn about that." I know it sounds like joining the Sigma Chi house, only you don't get a pin and there are no keg parties.

I know what you're thinking - you love her so much that you'd shave your head and sell flowers at the airport with the Hare Krishna's if she asked you to, but this bunch is not only going to hurt you, but it's going to hurt her in ways you can't even imagine yet. That blind loyalty is going to lead to you spending the summer of 1974 in a crummy apartment in a crime-infested area of Charlotte trying to get to sleep at night while the married couple you live with expresses their affection for each other on the other side of the carboard-thin wall. Don't ask me why because you wouldn't believe me if I told you.

I could go on and on, but I think you get the idea. This is going to ruin your relationship and you won't know why at the time, and you won't really know what happened until 20 years after the fact. You'll still be friends, sort of, and talk to each other now and then in the future, but there's always going to be an empty place in your heart that won't ever really be filled. Get her out before it's too late.

By the way, don't major in Psychology. It's a complete waste of time.

See you in the funny papers.

Oh, well. If only...

Well, it's nice to know that somebody missed me, Sudo.

I haven't been able to check in as much lately since my place of employment had the audacity to block access to message boards. The very idea!!! The wife and kids usually hog the computers in the evening.

I hope to get the chance to visit more in the near future.

App State 49, Delaware 21

It's a three-peat for the Mountaineers in the Football Championship Subdivision (???) formerly known as Division 1-AA.

Meanwhile the computer geeks have decided that LSU and Ohio State should play for the championship of the Football Bowl Subdivision formerly known as Division 1-A.

Oh well...

It doesn't get any better than this:

Major Award

When I took this class back in the Dark Ages (1974), we had to fill out a survey at the end that asked all kinds of questions about what kind of sexual activities you had participated in. There was a whole laundry list of stuff that you were supposed to check off if you had ever done and at what age. This was anonymous and done for "research purposes," but I always wondered what kind of research was done with it.

This class was the beginning of the end for me. After the "original sin was masturbation" session, we sat around in our little discussion group, and I asked everybody else if that bought that, and they all nodded like good little sheep. "Doctor taught it so it must be true" was the general response and I was just totally stunned. I was on the way out from that point on.

The pictures were quite interesting and I did learn some new slang terms.

"Taking the dirt road" is one that always stuck in my mind. Very nice.

Well, I wasn't going to post a response here because the subject tends to get me ticked off big time, but maybe I will.

I do believe there is such a thing as true love, maybe not the Hollywood kind, but something pretty darn close. I also believe most of us don't ever find it. I know it's possible to be so much in love that you can hardly stand to be apart for any length of time, where you can look into each other's eyes and know that it's the real thing. That's the kind of love where you are so comfortable with each other that you can just be yourself and not have to try to impress. You know when you've found that special one, call it true love, call it soulmate, whatever. You know.

If you're lucky, you find that special person and get to spend the rest of your life with them.

If you're unlucky, you never quite find that special person and you may have something that's really good, but not quite there.

If you're really unlucky, you find that special person but she get's mixed up with a half-a$$ed cult run by a bunch of circus clowns from the middle of an Ohio cornfield that f***s up her mind to the point where she doesn't know if she's up, down or sideways.

Have I mentioned lately how much I hate the way?

Hey excathie,

Don't forget - I'll always love you

RALEIGH, N.C. - Tammy Faye Messner, who as Tammy Faye Bakker helped her husband, Jim, build a multimillion-dollar evangelism empire and then watched it collapse in disgrace, has died. She was 65.

Messner had battled colon cancer since 1996 that more recently spread to her lungs. She died peacefully Friday at her home near Kansas City, Mo., said Joe Spotts, her manager and booking agent.

A family service was held Saturday in a private cemetery, where her ashes were interred, he said.

She had frequently spoken about her medical problems, saying she hoped to be an inspiration to others. "Don't let fear rule your life," she said. "Live one day at a time, and never be afraid." But she told well-wishers in a note on her Web site in May that the doctors had stopped trying to treat the cancer.

In an interview with CNN's Larry King two months later, an emaciated Messner — still using her trademark makeup — said, "I believe when I leave this earth, because I love the Lord, I'm going straight to heaven." Asked if she had any regrets, Messner said: "I don't think about it, Larry, because it's a waste of good brain space

Well, it was close there for a while but my older son made it out of high school. The senior slump set in for that boy about October. We had to give him a few virtual kicks in the behind to keep him going, but he got there.

In the fall. he starts at his old man's alma mater, East Carolina. Another pirate in the family.

It's not possible that he could be that old already.

LYNCHBURG, Va. - The Rev. Jerry Falwell, the television evangelist who founded the Moral Majority and used it to mold the religious right into a political force, died Tuesday shortly after being found unconscious in his office at Liberty University. He was 73.

Ron Godwin, the university's executive vice president, said Falwell was found unresponsive late Tuesday morning and taken to Lynchburg General Hospital, where he was pronounced dead about an hour later.

These folks are a perfect example of the dangers of inbreeding.

If this "church" really believes that the whole country is going to hell and there's nothing we can do about it, why do they even bother waving their signs around?

Oh yeah, to get their pictures in the paper, of course.