A Sad Day for Chef
 

Because if she didn't take off her top, the press that someone would pay her 500K would no longer exist?

TM

Poll: On the Road
 

I-80 is much worse than I-90, IMHO.

Poll: On the Road
 

I've made the drive from Texas to California a few times, sometimes alone, sometimes with others. I've probably driven from Texas to New Mexico forty or so times in the last ten years. I know that part of the trip rather well. I'm assuming that you will be driving I-40. This is a good route.

When you hit Amarillo, the Big Texan steakhouse will be on your right as you drive into town. It's a cheap ass tourist trap, though if you're into cheesiness, you may want to check it out. I can't say the food is any good, but I don't really have any recommendations for Amarillo cuisine. When you get out of town on I-40, on your left, maybe a mile or so after the feedlot, you'll find the Caddilac Ranch. Some guy burried the noses of ten Caddilac's, in a row. They've been there forever, and there's a place where you can pull over and park and walk up to them. There's quite a bit of graffiti on the cars.

Maybe 100 or so miles down I-40, you'll hit Tucumcari, New Mexico. If you have time for a breathtaking detour, exit at the first sets of hotels (I think the road is called Tucumcari road or something like that) and stay in the right lane. You'll be on a road full of motels and diners. When you hit the light at highway 104 (maybe a mile or two after you exited), take a right. For about 100 miles, you'll be on a two lane highway, and there's sort of a speed trap for the first five or so miles. Maybe another 20 or so miles down the road, you'll pass a little estuary where people will take their boats, and then after that, your speed will be entirely up to you and the occasional car you'll pass along the way. It's a spectacular drive, one of my favorites in the country. The views are fantastic, and the sky seems almost a deeper shade of blue. There's practically no one living around there, maybe a few cattle ranches, and a lot of sage brush. At about 75 or 80 miles, you'll be at the base of a mesa, and you'll have to slow down it to climb up about 1000 feet. Once you're on top, the land will be totally flat, and totall different than what you just left. It's amazing. You'll be coming very close to the Sangre de Cristo Mountains that you saw in the far distance from I-40, and you'll finally end up in Las Vegas, New Mexico. It's a very cute little town, and there's a fairly good diner right as you get into town. You'll cross over I-25, and hit a stoplight. Turn right, and you'll see the diner maybe half a block down the road. You can wander around town a bit, and check out the little college, and the kick ass train station, or you can can head straight to Santa Fe. Santa Fe's not that far away, maybe an hour down I-25 South.

If you still have time and interest in wandering around, exit at St. Francis (road, drive, whatever), and go through a million stoplights until you see the signs for the Plaza, Governors Mansion, etc. at Cerillos Road. Turn right on Cerillos Road, and then left on Peralta. That's where all the touristy stuff is. Park when you start seeing stuff that's interesting. It's a very walk around type of place, and there are usually crowds. If you're there on the weekend, keep on going down St. Francis (which has probably changed names a few times while you've been on it, but it will be the same street) and enter onto US 84 heading north. Stay in the left lane when you see the signs for the Opera, and at the NEXT exit (after the Opera exit) , turn left. You'll be in a kick ass flea market. Be sure to haggle on prices. (Further north on 84, you can get to Los Alamos, Bandelier National Park, Espanola (the low rider capitol of the world) and Taos, but it doesn't sound like you have much time). To get back to I-40, you're going to just get back on I-25, and head south for an hour, and I-40 meets up with I-25 in Albuquerque.

From Albuquerque to the border, it's pretty, but fairly boring. You will be, for a good part of that time, in the largest reservation in the country. You may want to read a Tony Hillerman book along this route, but as far as I'm concerned, the next interesting thing is Flagstaff, and the turn off to the Grand Canyon. I've been to the Grand Canyon three times, and each of those trips was maybe a three or so hour stop, while I was driving either to or from California. I thought it was especially beautiful in the winter, and if I'm ever in the vicinity of the Grand Canyon, I'll stop.

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POST NUMBER 15838 (dont tell me someone else ffound it first)Ahem, BULLSHIT.

Everyone who's posted on this topic knows I'm mainly correct. The thing is, its an ugly truth that most plastic critics offer these high minded social/political reasons, but in fact simply dislike the perfect body image that society holds as a standard. They call the Holloywood body unhealthy. They rip on LFB. They rip on the thin, they rip on the altered, they rip on those with trainers. And when confronted with the fact that most of them are ripping because of insecurity, they hide behind the facade of "These plastic people are sad." I know a bullshit argument when I see one, and your argument, my dears, is mostly horseshit.

What you are all doing is trying to disprove a largely truthful proposition that you find distasteful and upsetting. Rather than say "Hey, SD, we know you're largely correct, but its a foul truth you offer, so we'd rather not hear it," you all scramble for the wildest Rube Goldberg argument you can strap together to support your position.

Its a hell of a lot more comforting to deny that a position you dislike might be largely correct than it is to admit it and move on.

Say whatever you like. This argument ain't about society at large, McMansions, feminist politics, morals, etc.

As i said, I ain't 100% correct, but not one of you will even admite that I'm pretty much correct, despite the fact that you all know very goddamn well that I am. This is a really funny board.

S(maybe refusal to admit an inch is a lawyer thing)D


Last edited by sebastian_dangerfield on 07-30-2003 at 11:24 AM

Cynics, realists and idealists, oh my
 

Sure, we are all motivated by selfishness to an extent, but not strictly.

The different between a realist and a cynicist is one of extremes. The realist sits between the cynic and the idealist.

The cynic we've already defined. The idealist is one who doesn't allow practicalities to interfere with his conduct which is often unrealistic in expectations for reasults or his ideas which are often visionary to the point of implausability.

A realist or pragmatist on the other hand is well aware of the limitations of society, but not focused solely on the negative aspects therein.

I bet you most people have a little bit of all three hiding around inside.

A Sad Day for Chef
 

some sleezy Hollywood guy said "we have no scene where this fits in at all, but we'll pay you 500K to show your tits in Swordfish"

She says no, we never hear of the story unless she sits on Letterman telling the story, which would make her sound a shit.
no one hears because there's nothing to think about.
She says yes, the story comes up in the press about the fact she showing her tits, and why. people hear the story because they're thinking about seeing her tits, and realizing they have to see this movie now, even thought John Travolta makes them sick. and she becomes this actress whose tits are worth 500 for a brief glimpse. (or maybe she already knew she was going to show Billy Bob them in a few months so she should just take the 500)

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I am intrigued by the edit but due to idiocy still (STILL) cannot find this post.

Please let me know when you would like your 30 min of undying gratitude. I previously PMed as if it would start immediately but that does not seem fair.

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the fact that a search for "mainly correct" does not pull up this post makes me think I'm mainly correct that the search function sucks.

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You also cannot search "tour de force" bc de is too short. I think it would be easier to land your first role in Holloywood without taking your clothes off than find this post. Someone owed me some money for lost time.

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My search for Holloywood and rube do not pull it up either. Knowing the post number is just frustrating because there is no way to get there other than paging through about 300 pages (and I have my thing set so that the max # of posts appears on each page).

edited to note that I searched for "holloywood" and "rube" separately.

Poll: On the Road
 

I can offer info on Arizona and Maine. Haven't been through the other states yet.

Lots of great places to wander in Arizona. The Meteor Crater, Oak Creek Canyon, Route 66 through Oatman (don't hit the burros). Route 66 was hard to find, but worth it. Make sure you have a full tank of gas when leaving Kingman.

If you do detour through Maine, I've got lots of favorite places: Moody's Diner on Route 1 just south of Thomaston, the Prison Store in Thomaston, Rockport (and the Maine Photographic Workshops if you are a photography buff), The Bag at Sugarloaf.

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You, Paigow, and Burger need to stop your fucking whining.

(Don't) Carry On.

Even(love y'all!)Odds

Poll: On the Road
 

Mmmm. Pie for breakfast.

Poll: On the Road
 

If shopping is of interst, in Albuquerque stop by Gus Archuleta's place (Gus's something or other). Both touristy and really nice indian jewelry. He's also branched out into kachinas and some pottery, too, I think. Good deals to be had. Only thing worth seeing in Albuquerque.

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Oh, wah wah wah, skim. And none of us would be bitching at all (well, I probably wouldn't be) if we hadn't somewhat haughtily been referred to the search function as if that function would actually aid in a search for the post in question. Shouldn't that be "all y'all"? I feel unloved.