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Quote from: ItsOver on November 09, 2013, 09:07:22 PMAren't we being a tad judgmental here, Sardondi?  Maybe an inadvertent inter-species orgy spontaneously erupted after the dog voluntarily accompanied the individuals, completely consensual.   You know.  Like just another day in San Francisco.

I'm sorry - I should have understood that sex between consenting vertebrates is a personal choice and a wonderful thing. Except there was the part in the article about this being gang rape. These guys needed to remember what Unscreened Caller made reference to: that "woof" means "woof".

Quote from: UFO Fill on November 09, 2013, 04:30:54 PMHell, I drove a Fury in 1965.

I think I hurt my back laughing....

Quote from: Unscreened Caller on November 09, 2013, 02:09:33 PMTrying desperately to put the idea of a doggie gang rape out of my mind...

Seriously. Kidnap: okay, as a non-economic crime that's weird enough. Rape of the dog: okay, this is beyond my weird-out boundary. I mean, what the hell?. Gang-rape of the dog: words fail; the mind stumbles; reason teeters over the abyss. How do dog-rapers find each other? How does it ever come up? I mean, are there periodicals like Cat Fancy or Bird-Watcher and you look up on the subway and notice a guy reading your mag, and a conversation follows? "Pardon me, but I can;t help notciing that you have this month's Dog Raper. While I really enjoyed the lead article, Making Your Canine Your Bitch, I thought it wasn't as strong as last month's "Tips For the Big Mama Lovers: What to do when your St. Bernard Changes Her Mind". Hell, I just had a terrible thought: do we even know the gender of the dogs!? Holy moley!

Quote from: ItsOver on November 09, 2013, 10:29:19 AM
No, FortRock is BS.

For all his loyalty to Art, and as much entertainment Fort Rock has provided us in the past few months, I picture him today more as Tom Cruise playing the vampire Lestat after it has all come tumbling down; as he hides out in a dilapidated old house in New Orleans, cowering, terrified of any light being thrown on the scene, ravaged and half-destroyed, as he comes to realize the world he knew is gone, and that everything he had been promised was just a lie....

Signs of the Apocalypse...truly: Woman's dog kidnapped, gang-raped. http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2492971/Thieves-gang-rape-pet-dog-owner-tied-outside-Berlin-supermarket.html

Where to begin? It was in Berlin - of course. The city that is the bellwether of decadence run amok. I'd be on the lookout for green fingernail polish and Liza Minnelli.

Quote from: ItsOver on November 08, 2013, 11:01:43 PM
"Magnificent Seven" did not annoy me...

But even as a kid I didn't buy the James-Coburn-knife-throw-beats-blowhard-pistol-draw. Even if Coburn makes the throw and makes it first, my money is on the pistolero getting a vengeful killshot off before he cashed it in.



FWIW, in later years I watched Coburn's movies and just winced when I saw him doing hard riding and some stunts like running, falling and fighting. He suffered terribly from rheumatoid arthritis most of his adult life, and I'm sure than even when he was relatively young (30's-40's) and doing the Seven movies and spaghetti westerns that it hurt him badly to ride and stage fight. Look at his hands in one of his later movies like Affliction (if you can bear to watch such a terribly painful movie about a wretchedly dysfunctional alcoholic father and his children), and his gnarled fingers, puffed-up knuckles and useless hands are enough to make you weep.

Quote from: Camazotz Automat on November 06, 2013, 11:20:54 PM
A pinball machine analogy fits into all this somewhere. The player. The played. The ball. The bumper(s) music.

The people with the middle finger avatars, (obviously the flippers.)

I'm sure Noory doesn't believe it is any coincidence that a certain famous album was called "Tommy."

We need to update the bard's view.

Maybe all the world is a Mata Hari pinball machine.

The Mata Hari machine! Bwaaahaaaahaaaaa! What memories. A Tuesday night in early November of 1976; I'm a freshman in law school, and it's 2-for-1 unlimited G&Ts all night at The Courtyard, which has a bank of Bally tables along the back wall. I'm on my 11th g&t, and Mata and I have finally become one as I listen to Jackie Wilson's "Your Love Keeps Liftin' Me Higher" on the glorious jukebox which specializes in Motown and beach music...

Quote from: area51drone on November 07, 2013, 10:43:29 AM
Dude, I own 20+ pinball machines and even I don't know what the fuck you just said....

I think you're missing the point if you think that because you own a bunch of pinball machines you should automatically understand every reference to them. That being said, I don't understand how you could miss the single most famous pop-culture reference to pinball machines that has ever existed in pop/rock music.

Quote from: onan on November 07, 2013, 10:41:23 AM
I don't get your point. If you are suggesting there is something untoward in asking people with what amounts to few social skills to be sensitive to someone just returning from the Vietnam war... well I guess rolling eyes will... I dunno, do sometning.

I knew exactly what you meant. And I think I must have gone through school with David W.'s cousin, because it seemed like there was always somebody acting just like that jackass...

Quote from: Chine on November 08, 2013, 07:13:56 PM
I almost posted a photo of Shaun Cassidy, a former childhood crush. Yet, more worthy is this one. Beautiful Yul Brenner.

So let it be written; so let it be done.

Quote from: stevesh on November 08, 2013, 12:09:29 PMHayley Mills was my first true love.

I was a sucker for the Disney Girls. Annette, Queen of the Mouseketeers was my first love.


But then it was the glorious Cheryl. Oh, my heart. The beautiful, blonde, petite Cheryl....
 

Who became a fine, lovely, heartbreaker of a babe...



Even today my heart does a little flippitty flop when I think of my puppy love for that beautiful little girl.

Quote from: West of the Rockies on November 08, 2013, 12:25:46 PM...Thanks for the video link.  I remember watching a lot of those plays live.  I rarely watch sports anymore, but when I do I am so dismayed when I see some back or receiver trot out of bounds to avoid a hit when he easily could have churned out another four or five yards.  That ain't football.  It might be a good way to extend a very lucrative career, to avoid later-life mental dysfunction (both of these, of course, are logical, solid choices -- they really are)... but it ain't football.

Right you are it's not football. I understand the emphasis on reducing head injuries - clearly much needs to be done. But let's do it with equipment, which is available and has been for years; and use rational rules which are simple to apply, not unenforceable who-knows-what-it-is rules that differ from ref to ref. Hell, it's easier to know what the legal definition of "obscenity" is than to get  a consistent application of "targeting" in the NFL, much less NCAA .

As usual with high media attention there is an overreaction by management out of a desire to "make a change so we can say we did something", and the result is tremendous errors and poorly thought-out remedies. Plus, we're seeing the feminization of football at all levels. Right now there's a true wussicifcation of football going on. "Bullying"? BULLYING?! Why the hell isn't this an internal matter? Or a parking lot matter? But lawyers? And politicians? Hell, the "community organizers" will be next and some jerk will see it as his springboard to public office....

Opps I had a bad link to the earl Campbell atomic stiff-arm here:

Quote from: Sardondi on November 07, 2013, 05:38:51 PM...And this is one play he had in college as an Oklahoma Sooner for Barry Switzer. A massive stiff arm that turns into an explosion....

This is the good link: Earl Campbell stiff arm from hell...

Sorry.

Quote from: UrbanFool on November 08, 2013, 02:17:48 PM
They both have white mothers?

That made me laugh involuntarily. And then I involuntarily thought of another similarity: they both slept with a black woman for many years.

Okay, am I going to hell? Or just PC jail?

Okay, I can't keep up, but an attempt to PM EC @ approx 2100 Zulu got the message  "User Eddie Coyle cannot receive personal messages". So is EC banned again? For, like, what? The 3d time today? And was it the Trainspotting-style toilet as an avatar that did it? This is getting to be his personal best.

I don't know if this forum is what you'd call "fair", because I don't know that anyone can really produce something like that and have a place of any real value or even worth visiting. What I can say is that it's not unfair, which is a different thing, and actually more important.

Quote from: stevesh on November 08, 2013, 07:59:33 AMJesus H. Christ

I read that paean to Art, and I had the image of the scene in The Goods: Live Hard, Sell Hard, where Babs tells her "dark story" in the introductions to the sales staff, and Ving Rhames sings ghetto backup.

The Art story....especially the part about "almost like drowning"....needed a ghetto song backup.


Start about 2:55...
the goods live hard sell hard Babs story

Quote from: stevesh on November 08, 2013, 07:59:33 AMJesus H. Christ

Oh, have mercy! I can't breathe! I need air!

Quote from: Camazotz Automat on November 08, 2013, 12:53:19 AM
I am completely ignorant of film and acting schools and their methods, but I would hope that at some point a sincere analysis of Mr. Hobbs Takes A Vacation would be required homework/study because Stewart so effectively nails it. It remains relevant and is pure cinema, so damn well executed on multiple levels. 

It passes the "stranded on a deserted island but you can take only ten movies to watch on your solar-charged computer tablet until rescued" test.

(And mein Gott, Maureen O'Hara! Maureen O'Hara! From one horn dog perspective, that's worth the price of admission alone.)

Yes to all. And most assuredly to the fine-bosomed Irish lass, the creamy-skinned Maureen O'Hara.

It's all about Google's plan to essentially control the world  through control of access. And, no, it's hardly a joke.

"Google: Don't Be Evil."

Quote from: Camazotz Automat on November 07, 2013, 04:03:58 PM...But you know, you grow up and away from making prank phone calls, and you know everything works out and is going to be okay because when you become an adult, you'll be able to summon a goddamn fifth from beyond the veil of sobriety with the growl and confidence of a grizzly or the subtle wistfulness of a Mr. Hobbs On Vacation.

A movie I love with all my heart. What a guy. You watch that and think, "Hey, I know him!. Wait!.....I am him!"

Quote from: West of the Rockies on November 06, 2013, 01:21:28 PM
Well, I'll bend this thread a little... I see that the Houston Astrodome is possibly slated for destruction.  I remember when that stadium was new and -- sadly enough -- a preview of things to come....

Oh, that hurts me. It's  juts not possible. The Astrodome is so new and modern and space age. It's still shiney and new-smelling. Right? Hello?

And Earl Campbell - man, he never got the credit he was due. What a powerful, powerful runner. He was from the old would-not-be-denied school of bull-bodied power pounders who loved delivering a hit instead of just taking one. The best at this was I ever saw was Larry Csonka, who would go out of his way to find defenders to run over on his way to the goal line. But Earl was right there with him. But even though Earl was powerful and built for collisions, he had speed on the corners as well, as this short highlight tape shows as he outruns linebackers, safeties and even cornerbacks, beating the speed merchants to the turn and then outrunning them in a flat out sprint for 6. And of course running over them too.

Earl Campbell Is A Beast 

And this is one play he had in college as an Oklahoma Sooner for Barry Switzer. A massive stiff arm that turns into an explosion.

https://www.google.com/search?q=Earl+Campbell+at+Oklahoma&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a

Heh. I've been able to survive to this point in my life without having ever seen The Crying Game, and I'm pretty sure I can make it all the way out without ruining my perfect record.

Quote from: jblank on November 07, 2013, 02:10:12 PMThanks Karl, but I'm not a female.

Quote from: Quick Karl on November 07, 2013, 02:11:11 PMGod Damned shit.

Quote from: Yorkshire pud on November 07, 2013, 02:13:10 PMHey, i was looking forward to some flirting and now Jay (da man) has blown you out... Oh man, that has to sting.

Does remind me of the line in Big Bang theory with Stuart the comic book owner recounting his date with Penny to Leonard by telling him it made a change from "You know I'm a dude, right?"

Heh.

Quote from: Yorkshire pud on November 07, 2013, 01:38:18 PM
Damn you man, can't you suspend disbelief even when it's every week in the same show?

Heh. Hey, I loved those shows as a 5-year-old, when they were already in syndication. And when I look at them today, I see why I had to be 5 to enjoy them! FWIW, Kenneth Tobey, the craggy star pilot of "Whirlybirds" was also the craggy chief U.S. Air Force pilot in the classic The Thing aka The Thing From Another World from 1951. That was a fantastic UFO/alien movie, and one of the very earliest of the genre. Directed by Hollywood legend Howard Hawks, it also contains some of the most realistic dialogue you'll ever hear in a movie, with people speaking over each other for long stretches as well as speaking very rapidly. A great, great movie. The 1982 remake with Kurt Russell and a wonderful supporting cast of character actors like Wilford Brimley and Keith David among several others is also excellent, but, other than the very basic plot outlines, it is an entirely different movie than the 1951 original. I know nothing about the 2011 remake.

Quote from: stevesh on November 07, 2013, 12:51:49 PMDammit, now I have to reread The Face Of Battle and (the better, I think) The Mask Of Command, and I really don't have the time.

Heh. And your statement has made me hungry to search my bookshelves for my hardback copy of Face, which IIRC I bought around 1982 as a second edition which had some pretty good additions. Mask was indeed probably the better work, but I enjoyed Face so much more. All those you-are-there tidbits, like how there was no such thing as a movie-style cavalry charge in which horses ran over men or broke through a line of troops. That, instead, cavalry depended on the men in the lines/squares to lose heart, and break and run, where the real killing could be done during the chase and rundown. That bit of info ruined a childhood full of what I learned from Sir John were fantasies of bold, violent cavalry charges which bowled over their targets.

I was enough of a horseman as a kid and teen on the farm to know that most horses will indeed avoid stepping on or hitting people if possible, but I had never thought how that might play into cavalry charges. Prior to Face I'd always thought, until I was a young adult, that Murat's charge at Eylau and Ney's charges at Waterloo were bowl-'em-over affairs. Keegan taught me that, regardless of how hard the charge, when the cavalry finally got to a non-compromised square or unbroken and unflankable line, that the cavalrymen kind of milled about, shooting pistols or carbines at the infantry or hacking with sabres at the chance target. FWIW here's a great near-silent clip of d'Hautpoult's cuirassiers charging at Eylau from the movie Colonel Chabert

La charge à Eylau - Le colonel Chabert (1994)

And also an overhead shot from the magnificent and, IMO, terribly undervalued Waterloo by Sergei Bondarchuk and Dino DeLaurentis in 1970, using something like 20,000 Soviet troops and cavalrymen as extras. This incredible scene I think accurately depicts how the French cavalry swirled around the sides of the British squares like flood waters washing around pier pilings.

Battle of Waterloo: French Cavalry Charge

What a fantastic spectacle this film was. I can't conceive of it being done today for less than $500 million, maybe more. Just a jaw-dropping spectacle.

Well, I think I probably provided half-a-dozen rabbit trails to for folks to derail the thread if they want.

You know, George, through his own stupendously arrogant and baseless conceit, has turned the Art/George thing on CoastGab/BellGab into Casablanca. Because even if Art walks off into the fog, "we'll always have George".

Quote from: MV on November 07, 2013, 12:19:33 PMCurtis Thornton (themudking) and I do a technology podcast called The Spec Sheet.  Some of you are already aware of this.  On the November 5th show (which you can listen to here), George Noory called in as we spoke about Art's departure from SiriusXM.  During the call, George mentioned he'd like to reappear on the show and take questions from all of you without limitation.  He mentioned a private message he'd sent to me about the matter, but I hadn't read the message at the time he mentioned it.  Well, yesterday I finally got around to reading the message.

It says pretty much what he said it would, with one additional bit.  In order to appear on our show, he wants the George Noory Sucks thread to be removed and replaced with something more "positive."  Again, I say... this guy's got some balls.  Wrecking balls.  The type that take down fortified steel structures.

George, we get it.  You came on the show, you were nice, admitted a few faults, answered a couple of my ill conceived questions, and generally made a couple of friends.  However, I don't see how this changes anything with regard to the ongoing existence of the GNS thread.  It's merely a repository of thoughts and opinions people have expressed about you and/or your show.  Sure, those thoughts and opinions aren't always positive, but based on the name of the thread, one shouldn't expect them to be.  The thread is packed with comedy gold, history, references to long forgotten events, and general brilliance.  Rather than delete it, I'd like to have it professionally printed and sold at B&N.

The GNS thread is what it is.  It sprouted organically, it's responsible for the very existence of this forum, and it's here to stay.  Also, George, you've been posting in that thread for some time now, which as I see things, seems to even further demonstrate the thread's validity.....

Wow. Just when I think he's been rehabilitated and/or rehabilitated himself, or has otherwise been shown to be not such a bad guy after all....suddenly, WHAMMO!. It's a homicide scene. A murder house. Blood everywhere. And George the serial professional-suicide strikes. Again.

George has an incredible talent, unique in the entertainment business as far as I can tell - maybe outside of Paul "Pee Wee" Reubens. It's his penchant for shooting his own dick off, at least as far as I'm concerned. And he does it repeatedly. Eternally. Because every time - every single time - events converge in such a way that George begins to look like a decent human being and an okay guy whom we may have treated unfairly or too harshly, he up and behaves in such a way to confirm my earlier attitude about him. And he proves that, yes, he really is as big a moron, buffoon and conceited, arrogant ass as I had always known.

And as we know, there are no coincidences. Thank you, George, for confirming that we always had you pegged right.

Quote from: Unquenchable Angst on November 07, 2013, 06:56:10 AMI took a ride in one of those old Bell hello's in 1953 when my dad was Ford's pilot as he was thinking of learning to fly hello's then.( The kind that you saw on M.A.S.H.)

Like this, with the addition of a cage along the rail on the side opposite the pilot, where the patient was strapped in for transport?




This was much like the kind they flew on on the late 50's Z-grade tv show "Whirlybirds" http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0050077/ which IMDB says lasted 3 whole seasons, although I don't see how the show lasted that long. How many shows about, "There's a forest fire over there, Jim!". But then I thought the same about "Sea Hunt" with Lloyd Bridges (just how many shows can you do about a dangerous shipwreck with dynamite, or "Mike" getting his foot caught under a rock or in a wreck in a race against time as his oxygen tanks ran out?).

Quote from: bateman on October 27, 2013, 03:54:49 PMTonight. Tobias McGriff is my first guest. 

http://www.darkweekend.net/

So cool! Love the design! Love it! Now, to the meat....

*edit* - Quick interrupt: I was looking for "Hip To Be Square" as theme music, but maybe that's too in-jokey. Besides, there's the stuff with licensing fees, etc.

Quote from: Unscreened Caller on November 07, 2013, 11:39:54 AMJust allergies? I have a full blown migraine.  :

My sympathies. I used to have them as a youth when allergies were worse, and today my son has allergy/sinus-initiated migraines perhaps once every week or so. I sympathize so for you both. That crushing, sick headache - bleeeeechhhh.

Quote from: SpooksKFC on November 07, 2013, 06:27:52 AMBetter yet, we could all combine our mental forces to deorbit the satellites.

Okay, mercy, please. I need to catch my breath....

And I was just gonna suggest egging their car windows....