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Welcome David E
Welcome to an old friend and representative of South County Swank,
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Welcome, David E!
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Welcome to the LoT! :) :cheers:
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YAY David!!! I'm going to go find the SJC Swanking thread so we can discuss our outing with you on board.
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Welcome, David!:cheers:
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Yo! :cheers:
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Hi!
Welcome, David! :)
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Welcome!! :cheers:
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Hey Mister, have you got any Bacon ?
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MMMM Bacon.
What were we talking about again? Oh yes welcome. |
welcome aboard
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Willkommen. Bienvenue. Welcome. C'mon in.
Any friend of €uroMeinke's, is well... dubious at best. But we shall give you the benefit of doubt. |
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Hey, are you related to my new friend Wall E?
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David E? Man, I was just getting used to David D. What happened to him?
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Is this the same David mentioned in the OP in the San Juan Cap swanking thread? If so, he may change his mind after reading some of this board ;)
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From. The. Begining.:eek: Welcome to the All New Monsanto All Plastic Lounge Of Tomarrow, David! Here, have a Dole Whip Shake on me! :: :tiki: :cheers: :tiki: :: |
Welcome! And we're not kidding about reading the Sooo... thread. So you'd better get cracking! ;)
There will be a test at the end! So read up on bacon s'mores, Scaeagles' sphincter, and Vegemite pinwheels. |
I wonder how long it would actually take to read the Sooo thread at this point.
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((# of Messages * Ave Message length) / ave words per min )+ (ave page load time * (# of messages in Soo / default # of messages/page) ) Ave message length to be calculated based on a random sampling of ~100 messages Ave word per min read to be based on whatever Google says it is. |
So... Where is this mysterious fellow?
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Well then Welcome David, I hope you come back. We don't bite, at least not to hard!
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Scary? Us?! Piffle!
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"As a dawg can D-R-to-tha-izzink wata fizzle any side of a fizzay tizzank, so tha skilled theologian can wrizzay F-R-to-tha-izzom any scripture thizzay W-H-to-tha-izzich wizzy serve his purpose." |
Yeah... That was special.
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Perhaps its time to create a "So Long, David E" thread.
He may not have been on this board long but his memory will last a lunchtime. I know I'll miss his contagious laugh. |
Welcome David F!
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Or is David G on the way next? |
Welcome David G!
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WWDED?
Sometimes when I am scanning the threads on LoT I will think of some pithy little comment I think will be funny -- but then I stop and re-consider, well what if its not funny? Should I post it anyway? By the time I make a decision I find that LoT has all ready signed me out.
But now, instead, I ask myself, What Would David E Do? And I do just that. Which is nothing. What I am trying to say is, thank you David E! May you one day find the other letters to your last name. |
I did talk to him and he swears he'll post before we get to David Z. Where are we now? David J? Well, let's talk about David J shall we? He used to be in Bauhaus and Love and Rockets, right?
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I think he's imaginary....
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So, uh...
Whatever happened to David E? David F? |
Welcome David H!
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Last Friday night, as €uro and I stood helplessly by, NA gesticulated wildly and held a conversation with an imaginary person.
Later, she claimed that "David E" was on her "blue tooth" - whatever that is. |
Some people will meet with Wall-E on Friday. Maybe he knows where David E. is.
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HaHA!!!
HaHA!!! It is I, David E!!!!!!!!!
Unbeknownst to you, I have been here all the time, lurking, LURKING... spending weeks, poring over every post, scrutinizing the personalities of every member, searching for the tiniest weaknesses, the slightest cracks in your personalities. As proof of this, I will mention that I now happen to know that many of you, despite being fully growed adults, have a predilection for a certain local theme park, which I will have the discretion not to mention here, but which I allude to only so that you will know the extent of my knowledge and wide powers of observation over all that I survey! Perhaps you thought I was too weak to come up with a good username, my computer skills too feeble to successfully register a custom password I would remember. Well, of passwords I now have many!! And of avatars I have several, all of which are too good to show to others. Likewise, of taglines and quotations, I can link to websites which would supply an unlimited amount of the wisdom of all the ages, on a continually rotating basis, or of the most outrageous; which would startle all who viewed them beyond any that were ever posted, or any act not posted but only imagined involving man or beast and salad dressing, were I to actually post such a thing. Also, I have honed my skills in political debate to perform a kind of verbal jiu-jitsu, as well as being able to cite the most obscure origins of former band mates of the most happening musical acts, including those of Scandinavian origin but with Mexican names. Of knowledge of places to eat, I am unrivalled! From those who serve only raw foods but insist on molding them into savory dishes like lasagna, and for whom serving meat is unthinkable, to those specialize in the deepest darkest innards of wild game or the barnyard beast. When it comes to swankings, I am the foremost expert, bar NONE, of ALL of those in San Juan Capistrano! For that I have posted a blow by blow schedule of things to do there including a BBQ at my house. You can see proof of this in that thread which I have posted there with my bare hands! HaHA!!! |
Hmph... Must be an imposter. We all know David E is just a figment of €'s and NA's collective imagination. (Want proof? € is just a form of E! Ah-ha!)
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Welcome, Oh David of the E! Tis I, Wendybeth, late of Eastern Washington and also a tad bit lazy in the name department. Your first post should be recorded on vellum and placed deep within the Vault of Ultimate Swankiness, only to be brought out on special occasions, as an example of exalted First Postedness, and then maybe used as a nice table covering while we feast on bacon and bacon by-products.
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Yawn
David E is so three weeks ago. We are already on to David W Welcome! |
Hah, check this guy out! Just wait until we challenge him to a bacon eating contest.
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Cadaverous and Wendy Beth,
Look, when it comes to bacon...well, let's just say I have a little experience here, this year being the 30th anniversary of the annual party I host wherein Pork is used as a noun used as a verb that turned back into a proper noun...It's called the Winter Solstice Pork, or simply "The Pork". Now, unlike the other bragadocious comments I made before, I am not making this up to try to fit in since I'm not totally sure how serious your bacon talk is, or what it is about. Euro and Not Afraid know this about me from long ago but never mentioned that this is a topic on LOT. You can ask them. However, if I am only a virtual construct they made, then I guess they don't have credibility on this topic... |
We are deadly serious about all things bacony.
Which is ironic, in that bacon is (like all things that taste really good) not the healthiest of food choices, but most of us don't really give a rat's ass. :D Yeah, you're going to do well here.:cheers: |
Mr. E.:
Your writing skills are impressive, which goes a long way towards true message board greatness. I hereby welcome you even more wholeheartedly than previously expressed. |
I can confirm that the person known as David E - who is not a figment of my imagination, not a sock puppet of mine or Euro's - does in fact hold an annual party known as "The Pork". The date is usually on or around December 21st, known as the shortest day of the year. Shortest days lead to longest nights, which is prime time to have a very excessive party.
My very first Pork was around 1980 I believe. (David, do you have a record of the locations of the Porks through the years?) Sadly, I haven't been to a Pork on way too many years. This must change. |
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Please do tEll more about ThE Pork. :cheers: |
Mye Faire Ladye Snowflayke,
(Methinkes Lassie and not Laddie, but aye have no waye of knowing since aye was thee only one stupide enough to use mye real nayme as a usernayme) I will indeeeed regale thee with tayles of the Porke shortlee. Porke (or pourke in the olde English), which means "license to eat, in unfettered amounts, all manner of foodstuffs prohibited by your parents growing up". It later came to specifically refer to those iced pink and white animal cookies (and in some of the more clandestine deep-fetish circles, to the sprinkles that fall off the cookies and accumulate in the bottom of the bag, to the point where some purists would no longer touch the cookies themselves). But since you like the subject of E, I must mention the substance of the same name that made an audience for incessant repetitive techno music possible (I played at raves from 96-01, skylab2000.com), where I also went by David E... |
Now about the Pork: In 2002, I came across a website about Bacon Day, which was a kind of annual party a couple of college girls in Wisconsin did which was very similar to the Pork we had been doing in California. I was pretty excited and emailed them the explanation of ours, which I am re-printing below for the information of LoT members. I never heard back from them, seems they abandoned the website. Or maybe they were startled and afraid. I did a search again tonight and did find another Bacon Day (http://blog.lib.umn.edu/mack0257/thi...k/008809.html), which seems to be WEEKLY like laundry day or something, which I have to say rules compared to my lazy once-a-year thing. Anyway, here it is:
---------------------------- December 2002 Dear Meff and D, The other day, while conducting a routine internet search for pork related products, I came across your website describing Bacon Day. I thought you might be interested in knowing that we have a remarkably similar holiday here on the west coast, which is celebrated on the Saturday nearest the 21st of December each year. It is probably no coincidence that during the winter months, due to millions of years of genetic programming and our common Northern European heritage, the human heart yearns for things roasted and cracklin’. History of the first Winter Solstice Pork: The year was 1978 (or 1979). The night: the longest of the year, the Winter Solstice. The Simpsons had not been invented yet, only Life in Hell. In the small, boring town of San Clemente, CA, two boys, high school seniors, who for the sake of anonymity we will call “David Ewing” and “Tony Vick”, sat in Tony’s parents’ condo with nothing to do on a weekend night. They were dateless (as usual) and had no ride to Los Angeles to hear punk rock shows. The night was bitter cold, with temperatures dropping well below the mid-50’s. So basically, they sat at a table and ate everything in the house. There are no records of what all was eaten, and the only items they can remember are a box of Nabisco Nilla Wafers, and several frozen Ramona brand burritos. Although actual pork may not have been consumed, Pork was there in spirit. Given the coincidence with the celestial event, and having nothing better to do, they decided to create an annual holiday from it. History of all the other Winter Solstice Porks: The next year was a huge bash at David’s parents’ house with two punk/art rock bands and far too much food brought by guests. Among the delicacies served were: Cold blue spaghetti Jello with toy army men suspended in it. A fabulous large punchbowl with twinkling colored Christmas lights sandwiched between two clear bowls. Cakes decorated with pig-like themes. About once an hour, somebody kept switching off the power at the electrical panel. There was a superdrunk woman who for some reason was dressed in full marching band regalia with a tall hat and gold epilets and braided cords and a huge crudgel-like baton (the kind the person leading the parade kind of moves about 9” from side to side but is too heavy to throw or anything). In the aftermath, there was a 4” layer of popcorn on the kitchen floor, but it was a memorable success, and the holiday was firmly established (even though we have skipped some years when we felt like it). The goings on at all the other parties I will have to say are a closely guarded secret. (So as to make them seem even more glamorous and appealing). I have attached a couple of recent invitations that were sent as jpgs, thereby eliminating the ignorant Luddites who don’t have email. This year, we are excluding even more of our friends who can’t play the Quicktime movie invitation. I will send it to you soon. ---------------------------- Maybe I will re-post this with some of the invitations I mentioned come December. Doesn't seem appropriate to the season right now. On to summer things... |
Clicking on the Bacon Day link in my previous post didn't seem to work, but cutting and pasting does:
http://blog.lib.umn.edu/mack0257/thi...nk/008809.html |
David E rules.
I'll have to check out skylab2000... |
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So, keeper of history, if 1979 was at your parents' house, was 1980 at the Din house? |
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Welcome to the boards. I look forward to meeting you this weekend, and to reading a LoT more posts from you in the future. :cheers: |
Ok, I'll need confirmation, after this weekend, that David E. is a real person and not a sock puppet. :p
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Welcome David E.! Fear not -- I, too, can testify to your existence, and non-sock qualities. I think I even attended a porking a loooooong time ago. :D
And I'd like to pile on with the compliments along the lines of best first post evar. |
That's why I think he's computer-generated. No flesh&blooder could write a first post like that.
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Welcome to the crazy house! We have fun here.
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skylab2000 is pretty damn good. :snap: I checked your archived schedule just in case we may have attended one of your past shows, but it doesn't look like it. Our raving career lasted from 1998-2000 and scattered after that...
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I think this might have been a Pork. That's AndrewP, Liz, Lynn, Me and Chris. ![]() But, this is definitely at the Din House ![]() |
OMG... I'm having bad 80's flashbacks! :eek:
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Not a Pork, but here's a photograph of David E with Sub Lagoon - who can vouch for his existence
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I also have a pic of David from his scouting days:
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Something tells me David and Kevin will get along just fine. ;)
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The thing about writing is that it's not real time. If you have a totally dis-proportionate system of time allocation like I do, you obsess on things until they are right. The downside to this is that I am going to seem like a dud in person; being on in real time is a whole different skill. I think in person I am more reserved and introspective like Pongo (of Channel 43-C Thailand Cable Access: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0mnJ...ature=related), and hopefully, like him, I exude a kind of silent wisdom. |
Hey. I'm just sittin' here, minding my own business...
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It's funny -- Lisa, when I admitted to having attended a party at the Din house, I just knew that cactus pic would show up. :blush:
I admit I miss the days when boys had those long bangs, though...St. Elmo's Fire LOL |
Dude, men were hot in the 80's.
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Ok, those pictures are scary. I remember the girl scout uniform on Halloween, but what's with the head scarf thing? (Notice liquor bottles in all the pictures so far.)
I am attaching something a bit more contemporary of my wife and I. I need to mention that thankfully I do not need an eye patch, and my wife is not really a redhead, although she is handy with a pistol. Also, one of her with the dog, Emma. (She seems to be holding a hand grenade disguised as a mango in this one.) Emma doesn't really have a white muzzle, she was digging in something. (Damn, I need disclaimers for everything). |
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We didn't have the internet back then, or real jobs, so we drank. A lot, apparently. I'm pretty sure I've seen all the extant bad photos of myself from that era on LoT. Another reason I love this place -- I don't have to worry about letting my hair down hehe. I think I arrived with it down, and in full lizziebith disarray. No direction to go now but up! |
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You guys left the door wide open for this....
Online - Brad Paisley Spoiler:
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Wow. Welcome DE.
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Did we really look like A-HA back then?? Or is it Flock of Seagulls? Nice to see you again, David! |
I'll tellyou what, Sub- hairdressing was a hell of a lot more interesting back then. When I get someone who wants to punk out these days, it's as close to a total geek-out as I can get.
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