WE CAN FEEL THE LOVE
Mr. Barry, you are sick, find help A.S.A.P.
You are not funny at all, your comments in the Miami Herald today were disgusting, you are the only cockroach I can see, I can not understand how you are working for the Miami Herald with all your limitations.
Regards
Aaron Goldschmith
Attorney at Law
Miami Beach
Florida
I like how this jackass basically tried to insult you with the lame ass cockroach comment and then left his "regards."
Posted by: Genevieve | July 31, 2004 at 10:34 AM
Apparently cockroaches (read: Aaron Goldschmith) have never heard of semi-colons. Perhaps he's an attorney for the illiteracy movement?
Posted by: Guin | July 31, 2004 at 10:42 AM
Oh, excuse me. After careful re-reading of Dave's satiric masterpiece, I realize that Goldschmith
must be a PETI member (People for the Ethical Treatment of Insects.)
Posted by: Guin | July 31, 2004 at 10:44 AM
So, Dave, it turns out you're not funny. Good thing this guy let you know so you won't have to waste any more of your life trying to be a humor columnist.
I just re-read the article this fellow is referring to and I honestly can't see what could have upset him so. Perhaps he was in charge of the protest area. Or pest control.
Posted by: Barbi (with an "i") Guinness | July 31, 2004 at 10:46 AM
"Goldschmith
must be a PETI member (People for the Ethical Treatment of Insects.) "
Yer right, that must be it.
Posted by: Barbi (with an "i") Guinness | July 31, 2004 at 10:48 AM
You got real hate mail, Dave? It's like my life goal to get a piece of hate mail that stupid.
Posted by: Connie | July 31, 2004 at 10:48 AM
Hmmm. Let's see. By mentioning that he's an attorney are we supposed to give more strength and credibility to Mr. Goldschmith's opinion? Why didn't he just sign his name?
After reading his note with its lack of adequate punctuation I have even LESS respect for lawyers . . . and I already had none.
Where's Mr. Language Person when you need him?
And since you are less than pond scum, Dave, why does Mr. Goldschmith even read your stuff?
Posted by: Trystan Shout | July 31, 2004 at 10:57 AM
Speaking of roaches, Goldschmith needs to eat a parfait.
Posted by: Pilsenerman | July 31, 2004 at 11:19 AM
Dave's a cockroach? I thought the cockroach with the typewriter was "archy"... let me ask Mehitabel about this.
Posted by: waxwing | July 31, 2004 at 11:23 AM
Well, I for one can see exactly where he's coming from, I don't blame him one bit! I'd be pissed off too if I was him. I really don't think he really read your column though. I think someone told him you condone the eating of live Cockroaches, and of course as a lawyer this must of totally disgusted him. I mean imagine Dave, What if someone condoned the the feasting upon of print journalist? You would be rightfully appalled! I mean the think about it, I'm sure this lawyer is thinking: "first cockroaches, could lawyers be far behind???" And of course he's right! If you reference your Rand McNally Official Food Chain, you will notice tha on page 29, under the heading: Insects and other spinless pest. Lawyer is listed directly below the Giant Cockroach (who's Genus by the way, and I'm not making this up, is Blabus. So of course the lawyer would have to be blabus Maximus.) So as you can see, this lawyer is in fact just fearing for his life.
Posted by: BMX3 | July 31, 2004 at 11:27 AM
That written statement hardly looked like the writing of an educated professional, or a lawyer.
Seems to me more likely that his mother mailed it for him.
Posted by: Lmd33 | July 31, 2004 at 12:08 PM
I hope this guy doesn't talk the way he writes.
And is anybody impressed that he's a lawyer? Oooo, wow, a LAWYER! In Florida! IN MIAMI! NEVER!
Posted by: Jackie | July 31, 2004 at 12:12 PM
He's just jealous of your endoskeleton, Dave.
Posted by: Polly | July 31, 2004 at 12:13 PM
You got real hate mail, Dave? It's like my life goal to get a piece of hate mail that stupid.
I recommend becoming a moderator for a busy online message-board or e-mail list.
Posted by: Mark | July 31, 2004 at 12:37 PM
Voltaire sent the most famous hate mail:
"I am seated in the smallest room in the house. I have your letter before me. Soon it will be behind me."
Too bad the lawyer couldn't compare!
(no offense, Dave! we love ya, but I am a connoiseur of hate mail)
Posted by: waxwing | July 31, 2004 at 12:49 PM
how impressive, an attorney. crapweasel ambulance-chasing goniff [crook]. he cant even write right. bet he has lots of clients, sure.
Posted by: queensbee | July 31, 2004 at 12:54 PM
I Googled AND Yahoo'd "Aaron Goldschmith" in Miami and all of Florida, both general, yellow pages and 411 People Search, and he doesn't exist. Perhaps he spelled his name wrong?
Posted by: Guin | July 31, 2004 at 01:11 PM
Cameo weekend appearance. I, for one, thought his letter was rather threadbare.
Back to romancing Madeleine Albright. I'll czech youse out later.
Posted by: Robert! (the musical) | July 31, 2004 at 01:16 PM
Dave might be a cockroach, but at least he isn't an ambulance chasing cockroach. : )
Posted by: Tim | July 31, 2004 at 01:17 PM
Tim - nice burn.
http://img36.exs.cx/img36/7729/Copyofkelsoburn.jpg
Posted by: Lizzy | July 31, 2004 at 01:42 PM
Dave ... that letter was clearly written by that jock kid from your old high school whose date you stole for the Senior Prom ... remember? Word on the street is that he's been working in bail bonds but is trying his hand at fiction writing these days, since that whole acting thing turned ugly after the Days Of Our Lives fiasco ... be sure to send him a Dave Barry for President sticker and pin ... I bet Robert MacMillan has a few extra he might be willing to part with for a small fee ... if you can just pull him away from Maddie Albright ;)
Posted by: punky brewster | July 31, 2004 at 03:09 PM
Cockroach for President...
(really, the best candidate to date...)
You could have your Cockroach National Convention in Miami Beach, right near Mr. Goldschmith's retirement villa/condo.
Posted by: JLee | July 31, 2004 at 03:34 PM
I googled the name with no specification of area and got this response:
Did you mean: "Aaron Goldsmith "
No standard web pages containing all your search terms were found.
Your search - "Aaron Goldschmith " - did not match any documents.
Suggestions:
- Make sure all words are spelled correctly.
- Try different keywords.
- Try more general keywords.
Posted by: googled the name | July 31, 2004 at 06:27 PM
I think we have discovered the inspiration behind electric toilets. A sh** that big wouldn't flush down a normal toilet.
Posted by: bbescuela | July 31, 2004 at 06:37 PM
Waxwing, if you are a connoisiuor of hate mail(and susequent comeuppense) check out this:
http://maddox.xmission.com/
Posted by: Dimathradion | July 31, 2004 at 07:03 PM
Are there 'Attorneys at Law' in Miami? Isn't it hot enough there as it is?
Too many lawyers and only one Dave Barry on the planet, the way I see it.
Posted by: D'Artagnan | July 31, 2004 at 11:35 PM
All his... Pulitzer Prize-winning limitations.
It's sad how many people can't tell the difference between 'not funny' and 'no sense of humour.'
Posted by: Sarah | August 01, 2004 at 02:03 AM
Anyone else notice that he has "Miami Beach" on a separate line from "Florida". Why'd he stop with "Florida"? Go on and tell us where you really are, you dope!
Regards
James Wright
Not an Attorney at Law
Taylor
Michigan
United States
North America
Western Hemisphere
Planet Earth
Solar System
Posted by: Jimslam | August 01, 2004 at 03:59 AM
Oh yea!
Listen to that grinder churn!
"More victims! Dave & Judi."
You people are hilarious! Someday someone is going to push Dave too far and he is going to release their e-mail address to us . . .
*muaa haaaa haaa haaa*
Posted by: Deontologist | August 01, 2004 at 05:24 AM
Mr. Aaron Goldschmith may be impressed that he is an attorney - but Martindale.com - the leading legal resource for finding lawyers, isn't. Seems they neither list nor rate any attorney by that name. Could be a cockroach impersonating an attorney.
Posted by: Mike Myers | August 01, 2004 at 06:14 AM
Yo - y'all are misreading this entirely. It's a love letter, in the tradition of combination street slang and misunderstanding of word origins.
Let me translate:
Mr. Barry, you are sick, find help A.S.A.P.
Mr. Barry, you are [sick is like phat, it stands for "so interesting chicks kill"], find help [ASAP stands for "anywhere sexy apes please" on the street, yo].
You are not funny at all, your comments in the Miami Herald today were disgusting,
You are not funny at all [he forgot the "just" after the word "not"], your comments in the Miami Herald today were disgusting, [disgusting from the latin root "dis" meaning "frikking" and "gusting" meaning "hilarious to the point of spleen rupture"]
you are the only cockroach I can see,
This is a classic 16th century poetic metephor - translates similar to "your eyes are like succulant grapes caught in the sockets of your skull, only brown and functional"
I can not understand how you are working for the Miami Herald with all your limitations.
Now that you understand the above, you see that he is combining sarcasm with a compliment, could be read "How is it that you are not already the President of the United States, or even the Milky Way by now?"
Regards
"I love you and want to suck your pinky toe"
Aaron Goldschmith
"My parents did not much care for me"
Attorney at Law
"I also don't much care for me"
Miami Beach
"At least until my refrigerator box disintigrates entirely, then look for me near Palm Beach, where my cousin has a dumpster"
Florida
"I'm an excellent driver"
Posted by: Christobol | August 01, 2004 at 06:24 AM
I saw this guy’s add during a Jerry Springer episode:
Announcer: Have you always dreamed of winning a multi-million dollar jury settlement? Have you ever thought of the possibility of a painful injury that you could blame on someone else? Have you ever stubbed your toe on the curb in a poorly constructed parking lot?
Goldschmith: Hi, I’m Aaron Goldschmith, Attorney at law, Miami Beach, Florida, with the law firm of Cockroach, Crapweasle and Goldschmith, et. al., Esq., P.A., Inc. ™ ®. I know how to wring every last humorless penny out of an unsuspecting defendant, and only take 66% as my cut!
Client 1: Aaron Goldschmith represented me when I read a Dave Barry column and didn’t get the joke. He sued the Miami Herald for publishing things that went over my head – and he won! Now I have free Internet access to everything the Herald published (registration required.) Thank you Aaron Goldschmith! We’re going after the National Enquirer next.
Goldschmith: So when you have the urge to sue, call me! Standing up for your right to laugh – or not - I’m Aaron Goldschmith, attorney at law, Miami Beach Florida.
Posted by: slowlayne | August 01, 2004 at 06:25 AM
Being insulted by an illiterate lawyer has to be considered the highest form of flattery.
Posted by: Gregg | August 01, 2004 at 07:03 AM
Christobol:
Hee hee hee hee hee....(tears streaming...yummy, gooy cinnamon roll bits spewed onto the 'puter screen...children with wide, fearful eyes peaking in the room to see if mom has finally lost her last marble) HEEE hee hee hee hee!!!
Posted by: Polly | August 01, 2004 at 07:08 AM
*shoots Christobol*
Wow that was just way too corny! Methinks someone is trying way too hard.
Posted by: lurker | August 01, 2004 at 07:20 AM
*clotheslines lurker and feeds him/her to fluffy in the MOAT*
No one shoots christobol on my watch.
Posted by: punky brewster | August 01, 2004 at 07:39 AM
I think that Mr. Goldschlager needs to get laid. And, since he is a lawyer, he's used to the idea of billing by the hour, he'll shouldn't have a problem finding a willing biped for rent.
Posted by: Chaz Stevens | August 01, 2004 at 07:50 AM
"willing biped"? Hopefully one without feathers this time!
Posted by: Speckles | August 01, 2004 at 08:39 AM
Thanks Punky.
Lurker - you're in good company. My mother always said I was one of the most trying people she knew.
Posted by: Christobol | August 01, 2004 at 09:14 AM
Round of applause for Christobol...
*pokes remains of lurker that come out of the other end of Fluffy* That's what you get when you mess with Punky...
Posted by: Higgy | August 01, 2004 at 01:48 PM
How come I never get any good hate mail? My blog's not much, but surely it must offend someone.
Anyway, yeah, I've been ruminating on what this guy's so upset about:
As Dave's comments on conventions and cockroaches tend to mock both parties evenly, it's hard to imagine what has got this attorney so worked up, unless he is one of those unfortunate individuals who are humor-impaired... Since those who are unable to recognize intentional humor also tend to be prime sources of unintentional humor, it is kinder and way more entertaining just to let them rant and then laugh at them behind their backs.
Posted by: Donald S. Crankshaw | August 01, 2004 at 08:14 PM
FYI -- either this guy can't spell his own name or he's not a lawyer. I did a search through the Florida Bar and there is no lawyer anywhere in Florida named Goldschmith or anything like it.
And by the way, we don't all hate you, Dave! (And we don't all chase ambulances....somebody has to fight for the poor defenseless multi-billion dollar corporations!)
Posted by: xapi, esq. | August 02, 2004 at 09:00 AM
Jeez, guys...
Maybe Dave changed the name to protect the far from innocent. (And himself from being sued)
Posted by: Polly | August 02, 2004 at 09:56 AM
Maybe it's a composite letter?
Posted by: Blogchik | August 02, 2004 at 10:24 AM
I didn't change anything -- that's the name he gave in the email.
Posted by: Dave Barry | August 02, 2004 at 10:48 AM
OMG!!! Dave!!!
So how's it goin', dude?
*Polly leans against the wall and polishes her fingernails on the front of her coconut bra as she struggles to remain cool and calm.*
Posted by: Polly | August 02, 2004 at 01:43 PM
And have I mentioned I've got a webcam? (wink! wink!)
Posted by: Polly | August 02, 2004 at 01:46 PM
Yeah, Polly, you have. But we're still waiting for the proof, and the secret of the standing on your head thing. (nudge nudge)
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | August 03, 2004 at 04:45 PM
News item: Shot fired; key to city awarded.
Blogland - A shot was fired in "we feel the love" comment section earlier this week. Investigators report that intended victim, Christobal, was unhurt and intelectually functional.
Witnesses reported seeing alleged assailant, lurker, attempting to shoot Christobal with a small caliber handgun. The attempt was evidently thwarted by celebrity,"Punky Brewster," who prevented further shots from being fired by restraining the alleged assailant.
"She just clotheslined lurker, and heaved him into the water," said observer Higgy. "I think he was scarfed up by a large reptile. He might be in that turd over there."
Strapping young uniformed police officers who reported to the scene spent time questioning Punky at Municipal headquarters. They noted movement in the dragon doots, but did not investigate further. "Our investigation was pursuing a more important lead" one officer explained.
At municipal headquarters, the mayor and chief of police acknowledged the service to the community provided by Punky Brewster in a "key of the city" ceremony.
Photos were taken, but were unavalable by printing deadline.
Posted by: Deontologist | August 05, 2004 at 09:56 AM
Wow. I rest my case. I mean thanks, that was more really lame "gee aren't I so clever" trying-too-hard unfunny material than I could ever hope for. Congratulations for demonstrating my point again. Especially Christobol and Deontologist.
Posted by: lurker | August 06, 2004 at 05:57 PM
1. adsl terminal unit - reMOAT
2. adsl terminal unit reMOAT
3. apple reMOAT access
4. artur tiMOATo da costa
5. atmosphere reMOAT sensing
6. ballyMOAT
7. bankruptcy reMOAT entity
8. barMOAT
9. barMOAT court
10. bcl-xl/bcl-2 associated death proMOATr
11. bcl xl bcl 2 associated death proMOATr
12. bergMOAT
13. black MOAT
14. blood MOATs
15. burghMOAT
16. caMOAT
17. carcinogenicity proMOATr
18. chromato-sud / airMOATc group
19. chromato sud airMOATc group
20. comMOAT
21. constituative proMOATr
22. constitutive proMOATr
23. coproMOATr
24. cosMOAT
25. cosMOATllurian
26. crane reMOAT
27. deMOAT
28. deMOATd
29. deMOATs
30. desMOATric medicine
31. dibroMOATtrafluoroethane
....
Posted by: slowlayne | September 13, 2004 at 08:04 AM
Hi, SMOATIES!!!!
Posted by: Polly | September 13, 2004 at 08:48 AM
Wow... nice digs. Who chose a cruise ship for the new MOAT?
Good thing we brought Isaac the bartender along...
Posted by: Polly | September 13, 2004 at 08:50 AM
Can I have a cosMOATpolitan?
*Picks cabin with balcony overlooking the pool deck*
Posted by: Polly | September 13, 2004 at 08:52 AM
*pops in for quick cosMOATpolitan*
*checks out new digs*
This is really nice. I never saw the other before it got overrun with monkey doots and sort-of sticky-floored from spilled drinks.
I know this is really LTTG, but I have to say, I have been having no luck with the nicknames on the blog today. Really bad pirate name. And now I find out that my porn name is Cerberus Troika.
What kind of work am I going to get with that?
Posted by: rhealist | September 13, 2004 at 09:01 AM
My porn name is Rex Atlantis… err….was…no wait…would be!
Posted by: slowlayne | September 13, 2004 at 09:25 AM
If it's the Love MOAT, can I be Doc?
Ah, forget it........I'm more like Gopher........
Posted by: Graz | September 13, 2004 at 09:29 AM
Excellent. Love MOAT.
Rhealist, with a name like Cerberus Troika you'd be a great Starship Enterprise captain!
Posted by: Polly | September 13, 2004 at 09:31 AM
*slowly begins setting up her lab equipment.
Somebody better bring the Boshkney over I can't control her/him anymore.
Glad to see things moving along. Catch up later
Posted by: MadScientist | September 13, 2004 at 09:34 AM
"Note: Tote smoat groats to the MOAT boat so they float," wrote a dote.
Posted by: Leetie | September 13, 2004 at 09:34 AM
*surfaces and glides up to Love Moat with improved water-vetted blurkmobile a la James Bond*
"Permission to come aboard?"
Posted by: eadn | September 13, 2004 at 09:45 AM
I left a note and turned off the lights.
*looks for the shrimp buffett*
There it is!! And Isaac, I'd like a Pina Moatlita, please.
Ahhh, it's a lovely day at sea.
Posted by: slyeyes | September 13, 2004 at 09:53 AM
Sorry, Isaac, I meant a Pina MOatolada...too busy trying to fit this in during lunch in RL.
But it's STILL a lovely day at sea.
Posted by: slyeyes | September 13, 2004 at 09:54 AM
*climbs down off top of Smoator Home.. looks around*
Nice digs.
*grabs a handful of shrimp and a cosMOATpolitan n slinks off into the shadows again*
Posted by: wolfie | September 13, 2004 at 09:56 AM
*breathing quietly so as to not get on Peri's nerves* Never had to quit (having never started) but there are still days when some peoples breathing can get on my nerves. Guess it's a good thing I don't have a significant other, my breathing would probably get on his nerves at times as well.
*grabs a cosMOATpolitan* Back to work.
Posted by: Susan | September 13, 2004 at 10:07 AM
Phew! Hey...I think we should go dancing on the Promenade Deck tonight. Maybe that handsome Gopher will be there.
*Sigh*
Posted by: Polly | September 13, 2004 at 10:08 AM
"... and the Lord SMOAT the lying crapweasels, and the bars in which they hung about were laid to Burnination!"
Posted by: Bismuth | September 13, 2004 at 10:19 AM
We've got a brig!
How sweet is that!?
**goes to look for a nice 3rd deck suite with an ocean view**
I'll see you all in a bit after I unpack. That, and after I get a chance to break away from RL. God, I hate Mondays.
Posted by: Brian B | September 13, 2004 at 10:22 AM
Peri: Great Love MOAT lyrics. Now if only I could get the song out of my head...
Polly: You could be on to something with the Star Trek job. As I spend most of my time out in space anyways... Plus, I can think of many interesting usages for the command 'Engage'
As a newbie, am I consigned to swabbing the deck for a time?
*gets out mop and puts on cute, co-ordinated sailor outfit.*
Not quite french maid, but it'll do, I hope
Posted by: rhealist | September 13, 2004 at 10:29 AM
I'm so glad that California can keep up with the times
Posted by: Brian B | September 13, 2004 at 10:33 AM
Okay, sex with the deceased is gross. Sex with deceased children or elderly is gross and disgusting beyond my ability to put into words.
But I need to ask: what's the attraction with necrophilia in the first place? I thought guys don't like it when women just lay there?
Posted by: rhealist | September 13, 2004 at 10:43 AM
rhealist,
Most guys like a little interaction, I know I do. This article brings to mind some of the transcripts from the Green River Killer trial. He was a truly disturbed individual
Posted by: kingw | September 13, 2004 at 10:47 AM
*runs up to whatever the front of the Love Moat is called, balances on railing and spreads arms out*
"I'm the king of...well...this railing!"
*goes to find quarters with poor Irish partyers belowdecks*
*decides to pretend he can draw, hoping naked women will just show up*
*hates that frikken movie*
Posted by: Christobol | September 13, 2004 at 10:51 AM
HONK!! HONK!!!
*Pulls up in, (scroll down to the 4th pic) this *
If you haven't read, I suggest you pick up a copy of EKAT(Electric Koolaid Acid Test)
Us Moators remind me of Miss Elle and the Merry Pranksters in a sick twisted Dave Barry kinda way.
Speaking of sick and twisted;
Ah but on the contrary, Rhea. I thought women loved to have it stay stiff for longer than two minutes?
Just sayin.......
Posted by: Mr.Fisher | September 13, 2004 at 10:58 AM
Criscobol. Sure. C'mon down belowdecks with the rest of poor us Irish lads (There's not exactly a basement on the LoveMoat)
You are more than welcome to stay here with us if ya like, but you'll be finding no quarters here my blogfriend, hence the reason we're poor.
And I don't have the foggiest idea why, either.
*Passes Christobol two pints of Guiness*
Posted by: Mr.Fisher | September 13, 2004 at 11:10 AM
Peri: I'll handle the bad dancers if you take on any second-rate television stars who show up hoping to revive flagging careers.
Mr. Fisher: I've never bothered to time it before. Volunteers?
Posted by: rhealist | September 13, 2004 at 11:15 AM
> Us poor, no syntax having Irish lads I meant to type
Posted by: Mr.Fisher | September 13, 2004 at 11:23 AM
Hey Mr. Fisher,
Should we rename the boat "Further"?
One of my favorite books of all time. Not that I have any experience with that sort of thing...ahem..
Posted by: Brian B | September 13, 2004 at 11:29 AM
Damn, I even spelled it right before I corrected myself....that was supposed to be "Furthur". I was also very saddened at the news of Mr. Kesey's death a couple years back.
Also, On the Road is a great book.
Posted by: Brian B | September 13, 2004 at 11:40 AM
Thanks Fisher.
*puts notes in the bottles with nothing to say overboard*
Rhealist - you got a digital watch that measures in hundredths?
Posted by: Christobol | September 13, 2004 at 11:40 AM
**goes to find some OJ for DJT**
Here ya go, I found some bubbles too. Always gave me that funky all is right with the world feeling.
**goes to look for some more trip-toys**
One blacklight with various psychadelic posters, one book of Escher's work, and one pair of 3-D glasses.
That should help!
Posted by: Brian B | September 13, 2004 at 11:46 AM
Peri - no worries put Boshkney in the aft storage compartment for safe keeping till I come up with an antidote or something useful for HeShe to do....
Posted by: MadScientist | September 13, 2004 at 11:58 AM
Captain, we've got Klingons on the starboard bow, the starboard bow, the starboard bow.
Posted by: Lt. Uhura | September 13, 2004 at 12:02 PM
Aye Aye Capin' Booger!
I suggest we Scours the poop deck in search of loose Alcohol.
And here BrianB you can hook up all this electronic sound recording equipment, speakers and the like, get DjT to help you. And here's something for everyone to decorate the LoveMoat with.
*Passes out DayGlo paints*
Posted by: Mr.Fisher | September 13, 2004 at 12:11 PM
Christobol: Have a little faith!
*brings out sundial*
Posted by: rhealist | September 13, 2004 at 12:13 PM
Oh, and BrianB you can Hang a sign on the Bow of the LoveMoat that reads
FURTHUR
And one on the whatever they call the ass end of the ship that reads
WIERD LOAD
That'd be swell. (Terrible attempt at pun)
Posted by: Mr.Fisher | September 13, 2004 at 12:15 PM
the worthless word for the day is: sororal
of or pertaining to or characteristic of a sister or sisters; sisterly [cf. fraternal]
As in "The sororal bond between Muffy and Tipsy could be traced back to their (not they're) days in the Tri-Delt house."
Or "After their (not they're) date with the football team, Muffy and Tipsy both had sororal cavities."
Posted by: slowlayne | September 13, 2004 at 12:23 PM
*Wanders in wearily after a week's absence*
*Looks around blearily*
Hi gang, what's up? Why am I dressed like Sonny Bono in the 70's?
And how come my porn name is Pepper Cienega?
(I spent Saturday trying to climb Mt. Whitney - didn't quite make it)
Oh well, try, try again. Anybody got a Smoatarita?
Posted by: jamester | September 13, 2004 at 12:43 PM
Elle,
While I am both laughing and saddened by your misfortune, I have to ask, where is the pirate name generator?
My condolences on the fruit.
Posted by: Brian B | September 13, 2004 at 12:54 PM
Queen-Elle-A,
Does he address people as "girl" (or "guuuuuurl") regardless of gender?
Girl, that's a dead give away.
Posted by: slowlayne | September 13, 2004 at 12:55 PM
I don't know if it's the "official" pirate name generator, but I found two.
I'm either:
Black Sam Kidd
or
Pirate Quinn the Bald.
Guess I'll be shaving my head tonight.
Posted by: Brian B | September 13, 2004 at 12:59 PM
wow... feeling the love thing...
*orders a coSMoAT, downs it in one go, and totters up to the lido deck to dive into the pool
Posted by: Kat | September 13, 2004 at 01:18 PM
Oh crap - djtony just outed me. Wife's not going to be happy about this!
"I go galavanting around Europe and come home to find you GAY?"
"It was the dancing, honey. My arms, they were elevated."
Posted by: Christobol | September 13, 2004 at 01:32 PM
djtonyb, except when cupping the hand a little into an airfoil-like shape out the window of a car going 80 mph on the interstate, just to see how much lift your hand can generate, thereby nearly ripping your arm off your chest.
Then, and only then, it's permissible.
Posted by: D'Artagnan | September 13, 2004 at 01:37 PM
OMG!!! Charro!!! I LOVE her!!!
*Runs up to Charro and asks if she'll teach me proper maraca shakin' form.*
Posted by: Polly | September 13, 2004 at 01:37 PM
it's ok cbol.. if you do decide on a lifestyle change the mountain oysters will make you HUGELY popular in certain circles
Posted by: Kat | September 13, 2004 at 01:38 PM
I think you're wrong there, djtonyb. I'm about as straight as one can get and I do that all the time. Especially when dirty dancing. ;-) For that matter, have you ever seen Animal House? Remember 'Shout' and the dance that goes with it?
But if he isn't coping (sp?) subtle little feels during the slow dance, she's got something to worry about...
Posted by: Lee | September 13, 2004 at 01:41 PM
ROFLMAO @ Christobol! Another coke snorter! Do you have any idea what that does to my sinuses?
Posted by: Lee | September 13, 2004 at 01:46 PM
*Comes back 20 minutes later in Carmen Marada-esque outfit with fruit salad hat.*
Hey, guys!! Look what Charro gave me!! She said I have a natural talent and wants me to be her backup maracaist tonight at the show!
Posted by: Polly | September 13, 2004 at 01:49 PM
*drags self out of pool, takes towel from doc and heads to the masseuse's room with another cosmoat in hand*
gotta go for the day ... have fun and save a few of those yummy looking attendants for me tonight please
Posted by: Kat | September 13, 2004 at 01:54 PM