Fashionistas you have arrived 3-25-03 - 10-3-03

[bilmore]

Originally posted by evenodds
What's the strangest thing you've ever seen?

Sitting in a bar one night, I watched as a rather large bear walked in the side door, causing most of the patrons to bail out the front door. The bear banged into the mid-game pinball machine, which started dinging and ringing and making all the normal pinball sounds. The bear was intrigued, and stood there for about fifteen minutes, whapping the side of the machine to get the sounds.

Then it walked back out the side door, everyone came back in, and the evening continued as if nothing had happened.

[Not Bob]

Originally posted by evenodds
One of them commented that, like knowing where you were when JFK was shot, Austinites remember the first time they saw Leslie Cochran. Leslie stands in the middle of the business district in a bikini top, thong, and stillettos, showing off what are widely accepted as the best legs in Austin. His longish hair and beard add to the overall look.

Sweet -- I've been wondering what look to go for ever since I received my invitation to the Seventeenth Annual Podunkville Ghoul Fest Halloween costume party.

I've been trying to think of something worthy of posting in response to the strange poll. Sadly, I have concluded (yet again) that my white-bread existence has left me with a void that can only be filled vicariously via the exploits of the FB.

Carry on.

[bold_n_brazen]

Does anybody have ahem friends ahem who have experimented with this drug? Can anyone give me any anecdotal information on what it's like to be high on this stuff?

Not that I plan to go out and buy some...I'm trying to understand someone I love who is addicted to the shit. He's been in and out of rehab 3 times, always seems to relapse, etc. And telling me its like heroin doesn't really help, as I've yet to try heroin...

Bn'B

[notcasesensitive]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
Wow, one of the strangest things I've ever seen happened in a t-storm near Indianapolis as well. Maybe it was the same night.

First, I've never seen Magnolia (but I know what happens). Is it a David Lynch movie?

As I'm driving through the storm, frogs (toads??) appear. They don't fall from the sky as they apparently do in Magnolia. But they appear on the road. All over the place. Thousands and thousands. Hopping across the road. It was like a stampede of frogs. I obviously ran over quite a few. It was ridiculous. And eerie. And this mass migration wasn't just a 50 foot band of frogs -- it lasted for a few miles. A flash of lightning would illuminate the road ahead and...frogs as thick as locusts. And then it stopped as quickly as it started. No more frogs.

My strange Indiana storm story (but not the strangest thing I've ever seen) involved a giant bolt of lightning (looked more like a fireball, really) coming through a closed window in my Grandma's kitchen and striking her stove (which, oddly, I believe was gas). We were all sitting in her kitchen at the time and it freaked us out.

[cheval de frise]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
Just have some patience. In a few more months you can have the same joy hanging outside department stores telling kids there is no Santa Claus.

That's fringey's area of expertise, not mine. But sometimes we work together. She makes a scene to distract "Santa," while I steal the Salvation Army kettle. Afterwards, we meet up at the local Denny's, split the cash, and go buy toys for poor children.

Unfortunately, Paigow wears out vibrators faster than we can purchase them.

CDF (maybe we should buy in bulk, one gross at a time)

[spookyfish]

Edited to remove double post.

[spookyfish]

Originally posted by spookyfish
A similar thing happened when I was a kid. The lightning struck near the stainless steel sink in my parent's kitchen and we observed a bluish glow hovering above it for a few minutes. It was pretty freaky. Oddly enough, there was no damage.

sf

RP Disclosure for Coltrane: Magnolia was a Paul Thomas Anderson movie.

[anon 4 a day]

Originally posted by bold_n_brazen
Does anybody have ahem friends ahem who have experimented with this drug? Can anyone give me any anecdotal information on what it's like to be high on this stuff?

Imagine someone finding and activating the little nerve endings in your brain that stimulate every cell in your body to feel an almost orgasmic pleasure in waves and waves and waves . . . .

I was on MS-Contin (the less synthetic version of OxyContin - basically, pure morphine) for quite some time, both because I stumbled onto a huge supply of it, and because it was just so damn pleasurable. Still able to function, but always a little dreamy. No pain, no worries, just - huge physical pleasure. And, I don't mean an anesthetised absence of pain - I mean, waves of pleasure through the whole body.

Drugs like are so addicting simply because the feeling is so wonderful that the absence of that feeling can make you cry once you've had it for a while. Quitting is simply the dreary and hopeless acceptance that you are consigning yourself to never again feeling that wonderful coursing of pleasure through your body - and it's a hard thing to convince yourself that there's any good in that. I would have rather given up sex. Fortunately, the supply ran out after eight months, I went through temporary hell, (it's much easier to quit if you have no choice, since you can't get any more) and was done.

[andViolins]

In light of the poll of the day, I'm wondering if anyone would like to wager on how many times the phrase David Lynch Movie is going to be used today.



There. Now this post is just a bit more like a David Lynch movie.

aV

[Shape Shifter]

Fayre mayde, wyll you that I love you?
I cannot hold you that you love not if you wyl love.
I have loved you, I love you and will love you . . .
I will brake my fast with you:
We will have a pair of sasages.

Florio, John; Florio, his firste Fruites (1578)

As for the strange poll, when in West Virginia I saw the words "Pa I love you" spraypainted on the side of a building, which may not be all that strange in W. Va. Beautiful state, but it really lives up to its stereotypes.

while I am sure I have seen plenty of strange shit, two things come to mind. guy at a dead show in Sacto in 89 wearing those bolt like things that plumbers carry around, all over his arms and dangling off his fingers.
stranger than that. we are talking major heavy metal covering the entirety of and dangling off his appendages.


the other strange site I can recall is a married man begging me to take off my clothes and undies, not to see me nekkid, but so he could wear them around. And I did. So I saw a married man in my bra, undies, and little plaid skirt prancing around like a schoolgirl.

I also once saw three GAs in a hotel room, standing around in a circle holding hands clearly testing the menage waters.

[ABBAKiss]

Like heroin, the first high is the most amazing feeling ever and you spend the rest of your fucking life trying to acheive it again. You can't. RUN.

(Not from personal experience, but close).

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by Shape Shifter


As for the strange poll, when in West Virginia I saw the words "Pa I love you" spraypainted on the side of a building, which may not be all that strange in W. Va. Beautiful state, but it really lives up to its stereotypes.

The stereotype that West Virginians love Pennsylvannia?

[Early leader for Bilmore OTD Award!]

[ABBAKiss]

Originally posted by anon 4 a day
Quitting is simply the dreary and hopeless acceptance that you are consigning yourself to never again feeling that wonderful coursing of pleasure through your body - and it's a hard thing to convince yourself that there's any good in that.

My understanding is that it is more than this. It is resigning yourself to never again feeling even "normal." You lose your ability to feel anything but bad (without it or some other drug) or your new definition of "normal" (on the drug, which no longer makes you feel high or good--simply not in pain).

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by paigowprincess
Didnt complain about your being blustery, Mr.Fake Tits are Sleazy/Fake Tits are Cool. I merely said you were. Your reading comprehension skills kinda suck for a litigator, which must be why you live in Pennsatucky which you hate so much.

Blustery contains negative connotations regarding the speaker's lack of forethought, i.e., one who speaks first, thinks later. While I am absolutely guilty of being blustery as hell on this board, flagging me for it can only be described as a complaint.

I have excellent reading skills but frequently read things the way i feel like reading them so that I can respond as I feel like responding. I'm a tool like that.

S(Phoning my life in daily)D