I was born in Miami and lived there for 35 years before moving to St. Pete. I can remember a time when few bad things happened in Florida. It was almost boring (which was okay with me).

Well, no more. Around 10 or 12 years ago, Florida went haywire.

Get a load of this (it's really gruesome):
Miami Police Shoot, Kill Man Eating Another Man's Face

I'm glad I no longer live in Miami.

However, St. Pete is not immune to this sort of thing. Last year, the following incident occurred just down the street from me:

Woman bites St. Pete man in 'vampire' attack

Originally Posted By karla (28 MAY 2012 1:54am)
Around 10 or 12 years ago, Florida went haywire.

Not only Florida, luv. 

Originally Posted By karla (28 MAY 2012 1:54am)
Get a load of this 

it's really gruesome):

I read about that and thought, "How cheeky of him."

You know what I'm going to say, don't you.

You do, don't you.

The man should have had at least the common decency to put on a proper pair of knickers before going out to eat.

And how such a lovely girl (as shown in your avatar) could even mention these horrors is beyond me.

Not only in USA mateys !

Israel has caught up with serious crime in a mere 64 years !!!

Originally Posted By Mark (28 MAY 2012 5:26am)

 

 

And how such a lovely girl (as shown in your avatar) could even mention these horrors is beyond me.
 

 

Er...I've had a great need to scream lately. Rather than disturb my neighbors, I'm having my avatar do it for me.

I have read numerous accounts coming from the medical profession that the alarming rise in psychotic behaviour is due to the rampant use of drugs, both soft and hard. 

It shouldn't surprise us, given that we now have significant groups of unemployed and under-educated citizens with few resources to entertain themselves and nothing to look forward to.   Just today, they announced that Police are being called out to around 100 cases a day of neighbour disputes.  Such social violence is overwhelmingly concentrated in poor and crowded suburbs.  

Any middle aged person can remember times when youth employment was a lot more buoyant, when uneducated people found factory or labouring jobs easily and when crimes were punished.  Then came the drugs, the psuedo-socialist 'community service' sentences, the experimental and neglectful approaches to public education, the rise of the welfare generation and drugs.

I know what's wrong - I just don't have a socialy acceptable solution. 

Originally Posted By karla (28 MAY 2012 1:46pm)

Er...I've had a great need to scream lately. Rather than disturb my neighbors, I'm having my avatar do it for me.

And thus we all have to be punished...

You could always flip it over....now I see a puppy dog.

Originally Posted By CB (28 MAY 2012 6:28pm)

Originally Posted By karla (28 MAY 2012 1:46pm)

Er...I've had a great need to scream lately. Rather than disturb my neighbors, I'm having my avatar do it for me.

 

And thus we all have to be punished...

 

You could always flip it over....now I see a puppy dog.

 

 

                                                     

 

CB doesn't like us!

Just kidding. I actually think that's pretty funny!   

To me, it looks more like a smiling monkey with weird hair and a hole in the top of its head. Or maybe the torso of a rather plump woman who's wearing a fur coat that's hanging open.

Why do I suddenly feel I'm in a gamer's version of the Rorschach test?

Well, in any event, my Night Visitor will probably be back after I've screamed myself out.

The old CB probably would have mentioned the torso. I was going to say "now I see a puppy dog, or something else."

I like the puppy dog.

Really does look like my neighbor's little beagle.

Have you ever met an evil beagle?

~

I met Evel Knievel (the daredevil) in the summer of 1980. He was staying in the same hotel my group was staying in and loved to hang out at night in the restaurant and bar. I've never been a big drinker, but it was difficult not to enjoy sitting at the same table with Bob (Evel), Bo Derek, George Hamilton, Leona Helmsley (it was her hotel, I think. She was known as "The Queen of Mean" but now Caroline enjoys that title and Mrs. Helmsley's dogs enjoy all of her millions. She actually talked to me once and told me "You wouldn't f***ing believe what people try and flush down the damn toilets!"), etc.

I was working during the day but I would see Evel about every night that week. He really has broken every bone in his body. And even though he was anti-cocaine (which was, you know, kinda "popular" then. I've never had the desire for it), he drank like a fish. It was a self-confessed low point in his life and he seemed like he just wanted to relax and have a good time with his friends. He was financially bankrupt then but it didn't make him a mean, hateful person.

I can't remember who was coming and going at his table but I remember not saying anything unless I was spoken to. It was just nice.

I don't think Leona had a beagle puppy dog when she died, so CB's puppy will do.

See what I did there? I just went full-circle, right back on topic as per usual.

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Uh, Mark...

the topic is evil, face-eating, psychotic, naked men in Miami - not evil beagles, evil hotel heiresses or evel knievels. 

Ahhh who cares?

So, tell us more about Bo Derek. 

Cheers, Terry 

[...]She actually talked to me once and told me "You wouldn't f***ing believe what people try and flush down the damn toilets!"), etc.

Ahhh.... no wonder the incident has stuck in your clapped-out, erratic, old memory..... you met a woman who knew instinctively what sort of topic to bring up that would excite your interest and remain in your memory forever.... (bodily functions)

Originally Posted By Terry Penrod (29 MAY 2012 7:12am)
... the topic is evil, face-eating, psychotic, naked men in Miami - not evil beagles, evil hotel heiresses or evel knievels.

Oh.

Originally Posted By Terry Penrod (29 MAY 2012 7:12am)
Ahhh who cares?

I like your attitude, Terry.

Originally Posted By Terry Penrod (29 MAY 2012 7:12am)

So, tell us more about Bo Derek.

Well, she was physically everything her movie 10 was about, but she didn't hang out that long at the impromptu dinners and didn't talk much either. She was dating (I think they were dating) a singer I worked for. I don't think that relationship lasted very long. Sorry I don't have anything more zaftig for you.

Originally Posted By Caroline (29 MAY 2012 8:44am)
Ahhh.... no wonder the incident has stuck in your clapped-out, erratic, old memory...

I've never had the clap, Caroline.

Wait. Maybe there was that one time...

Originally Posted By Caroline (29 MAY 2012 8:44am)
... you met a woman who knew instinctively what sort of topic to bring up that would excite your interest and remain in your memory forever.... (bodily functions)

She just spoke that to me in passing, but Mr. Kneivel is from Butte, Montana.

And that brings us back on topic.

I'm laughing so hard I'm gasping!

BTW, I believe Bo Derek has been in a relationship with John Corbett (Sex & The City, Northern Exposure) for around nine years now. She's five years older than he is. Oh, yeah.

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At least in my devilishly twisted mind, the topic of this thread has now officially changed to titillating visions of a 20-year-old Bo Derek eternally running in slow motion on a sun-drenched tropical beach. 

You see, we old guys don't even need to over-medicate ourselves after seeing the dentist; drink like fish on an impromptu, southbound flight; black-out in some strange Mexican hotel room and be startled awake the next morning by a blaring mariachi band to encounter such wild fantasies. 

All we have to do is close our eyes...

Cheers, Terry 

Originally Posted By Terry Penrod (29 MAY 2012 3:38pm)

.

 

At least in my devilishly twisted mind, the topic of this thread has now officially changed to titillating visions of a 20-year-old Bo Derek eternally running in slow motion on a sun-drenched tropical beach.

 

Well, you've got my vote. That's certainly a lot more pleasant than a man with three-quarters of his face chewed off...

Originally Posted By Terry Penrod (29 MAY 2012 3:38pm)

At least in my devilishly twisted mind, the topic of this thread has now officially changed to titillating visions of a 20-year-old Bo Derek eternally running in slow motion on a sun-drenched tropical beach. 

 

You see, we old guys don't even need to over-medicate ourselves after seeing the dentist; drink like fish on an impromptu, southbound flight; black-out in some strange Mexican hotel room and be startled awake the next morning by a blaring mariachi band to encounter such wild fantasies. 

 

All we have to do is close our eyes...

My god.... and all these years I thought Hubby was sleeping in his chair!!!!

Just in case anyone might be interested...

Causeway Cannibal Identified; Fears Grow Over Drug Possibly Involved

You know, I kept having a feeling I'd recently seen this kind of thing happen someplace else, but I just couldn't place it. Then today, it hit me: I've been playing the first episode of The Walking Dead.

Originally Posted By karla (29 MAY 2012 8:20pm)
I've been playing the first episode of The Walking Dead.

Which was filmed in downtown Atlanta, oddly enough. The fascinating crane pull-up street shot final scene of the zombies descending on the armoured tank with the lead actor inside is, on a light-traffic day, about 20-25 minutes from my shack in the woods. And yet, the distance feels like it is on the other side of the planet from where I sleep. By the way, Caroline - I poop there, as well, on occasion.

20 minutes from an outhouse in a seething jungle to the gold-domed Capitol of the State of Georgia. Anytime anyone wants to visit, I have a spare room - if you don't mind sleeping in the bathtub.

Originally Posted By Mark (30 MAY 2012 5:34am)

Originally Posted By karla (29 MAY 2012 8:20pm)
I've been playing the first episode of The Walking Dead.

Which was filmed in downtown Atlanta, oddly enough. The fascinating crane pull-up street shot final scene of the zombies descending on the armoured tank with the lead actor inside is, on a light-traffic day, about 20-25 minutes from my shack in the woods. And yet, the distance feels like it is on the other side of the planet from where I sleep. By the way, Caroline - I poop there, as well, on occasion.

 

20 minutes from an outhouse in a seething jungle to the gold-domed Capitol of the State of Georgia. Anytime anyone wants to visit, I have a spare room - if you don't mind sleeping in the bathtub.

 

 

Well actually, I was referring to Episode 1 of the game. I finished it last night and I really enjoyed it. I'm looking forward to Episode 2.

Considering how things have been going around here lately, though, I just might take you up on your invitation. I've slept in worse things than bathtubs. 

Causeway Cannibal Identified; Fears Grow Over Drug Possibly Involved

As opposed to no drugs being involved, in which case there is no cause for concern...

Originally Posted By karla (30 MAY 2012 10:32am)

Originally Posted By Mark (30 MAY 2012 5:34am)

Originally Posted By karla (29 MAY 2012 8:20pm)
I've been playing the first episode of The Walking Dead.

Which was filmed in downtown Atlanta, oddly enough. The fascinating crane pull-up street shot final scene of the zombies descending on the armoured tank with the lead actor inside is, on a light-traffic day, about 20-25 minutes from my shack in the woods. And yet, the distance feels like it is on the other side of the planet from where I sleep. By the way, Caroline - I poop there, as well, on occasion.

 

20 minutes from an outhouse in a seething jungle to the gold-domed Capitol of the State of Georgia. Anytime anyone wants to visit, I have a spare room - if you don't mind sleeping in the bathtub.

 

 

 

Well actually, I was referring to Episode 1 of the game. I finished it last night and I really enjoyed it. I'm looking forward to Episode 2.

 

Considering how things have been going around here lately, though, I just might take you up on your invitation. I've slept in worse things than bathtubs. 

Careful Karla.  He probably poops in there as well.

Originally Posted By Caroline (31 MAY 2012 12:45am)

 

Careful Karla.  He probably poops in there as well.

 

I appreciate the warning, Caroline.

I don't think I've slept in anything worse than a bathtub with poop in it.

So Mark...I've changed my mind.. I have enough problems. 

Originally Posted By Caroline (31 MAY 2012 12:45am)
Careful Karla. He probably poops in there as well.

Well, what am I supposed to do? I don't always have the time after meals to doing those dirty dishes I've just put in the toilet.

Originally Posted By karla (31 MAY 2012 1:25am)
I don't think I've slept in anything worse than a bathtub with poop in it.

Gee, Karla. Yes, I can only imagine that would be really awful.

Originally Posted By karla (31 MAY 2012 1:25am)
So Mark...I've changed my mind.. I have enough problems.

After your previous sentence, I, I...

[...]

I'm very sorry you ever had to sleep in a tub with a...

I can't say it. It's so horrible. I'll just quote Leela from Futurama:

"Aw! Nibbler made a bobo for Mama."

I see you guys are still staying on topic.  I knew I should have finished my snack before reading this thread. 

Originally Posted By Lady Kestrel (31 MAY 2012 3:05pm)
I see you guys are still staying on topic.

Caroline warped the thread, Lady K. Caroline mentioned the "P" word first.

Originally Posted By Lady Kestrel (31 MAY 2012 3:05pm)
I knew I should have finished my snack before reading this thread.

I know. It's so crude.

But you must concede that the topic is aptly named.

Made you look. Couldn't turn away. Just say no next time.

This is gross. The thread for gross things.

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