Well, it's been [ see title of tonite's foray ] lately. The proprietor hasn't had much to write about....until tonite.
Seems the Falcons, who were vickless, got their lunch handed to them. They did have a chance to make the score 7-3 right before halftime but their new field goal kicker hooked the ball to the right. He looked like he was about 15 years old. Our new q.b., Joey Harrington, was a bit miffed when he saw the ball go awry. He didn't hide his displeasure either.
The Dawgs got beat Saturday by their old nemesis, Steve Spurrier, who is now the head coach at the University of South Carolina. The Dawgs fans should have pulled out their old t shirts. The ones that read: "Will Rodgers never met a man he didn't like." [ front side ] "He never met Steve Spurrier." [ back of t shirt ]
Switching gears-enough football. I had the pleasure tonite of talking to pictruandtru from the Yahoo board. Had never talked to him; didn't have a clue as to who he was. But we chatted and I found out a good bit about the enigmatic ex- yahootster, er, yahooster.
We had a lot of fun writing on the Yahoo message board. Back in the early days of the millineum and a few years beyond. And always under the cloak of anonymity. Speaking of which: wonder whatever happened to clifhenry, bongobob, and ibbq4you2? And alybro and chuckwagon stew?
Pictru once wrote a delicious foray about how our old company once peeled apples for apple pies. Enhanced with the flavors of oleomargarine, sugar and cinnamon.
*side note: I had never heard of an oleomargarine, until I began work for the Golden Arches, er, Piccadilly.
If memory serves, his foray also mentioned the staff's crisp uniforms, and meringue that stood tall. The bored, of which yours truly was a member, ate it up with a spoon. It was a magnificent post that hearkened back to the days of yesteryear. When the company was solvent and bankruptcy was something other companies did.
The hootster always knew how to index old posts. Do you still have the above mentioned one?
Alas, my time has run out. Until the next foray, v.c.
P.S. Rock, I saw you in the grandstands, allah Seymour Butts. And whatever happened to Chester Drawers?
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A glance back inside the box
Dear Cat and Hoots,
Enjoyed the game, the Boys looked like they tried several times to give it away. Texas Stadium is like a 65,000 seat sauna in Sept. with that hole in the roof that God can look down on his team. Rock on luby's
rockhead
Rock, I see where the "Tuna" is now a sports announcer. ( color man ) Seems old Tony Romo caused his exit.
Seeing that big hole in the stadium always reminds me of those classic matchups of years gone by.
And how yer boys shellacked the Buffalo Bills back in the daze of the 90's.
I never liked old Jimmy Johnson, he of the perfect coiffure, and Jerry Jones. And whatever happened to Peter Gynt on the North Dallas Forty, eh?
P.S. See "Meat on the Hoof!" Darrell Royal no less. Must be the water down there in Texas, eh?
I was in the process Sunday evening of putting things away from working in the yard at near dark-thirty when VC returned my call from earlier in the day. There was a bit of synchronicity of times spent years earlier. Occasional phone calls around 8 o'clock from friends far away checking in on how things were, and newa from the grapevine. I never had spoken to the man called "Cat" before now, but the kinship of working for a common cause, and like experiences creates strong bonds. I know that reading the words of Vietnamcatfish has helped me greatly over the last six years to adjust to the world beyond the "Piccadilly".
On a day as special as this one in American History, there never has or ever will be a substitute for good country people like ourselves. "Country" meaning a solid background of work, ethics, and strong moral fiber to stand up and do the right thing when the circumstances require it without reluctance or contemplation.
VC, I believe that you could an equal or greater effect on people by sitting with a pen in your hand, as you did for many years behind the counter with a pair of thongs...
Good Luck, and God Speed!
pictruandtru
Thanks, amigo. I enjoyed talking with you. And thanks for the kind words. A glance back inside the box-thanks hootster-was your debut, was it not? And it rekindled sparks from yesteryear for the bored. Farewell and adieu, v.c.
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