TP Chronicles Thread Category: General Lessons Learned and Boneheaded Stunts

-- FM (vidprof@aol.com), January 06, 2000

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Response to TP Chronicles Thread Category: General Lessons Learned and Boneheaded Stunts

By "Boneheaded" I don't mean that those involved were "Boneheads."

Let's face it though, even the most intelligent among us have occasional "Moe, Larry and Curly" moments.

:)

-- FM (vidprof@aol.com), January 06, 2000.

Tell us about yours FM.

-- Carlos (riffraff1@cybertime.net), January 06, 2000.

There was a thread over at TB2000 a long time back that asked this question. "What is your greatest y2k fear" I answered " Having my mother-in-law move in with us" It seemed to have offended a lot of people. But if you knew her, you would understand.

-- Bill (Sticky@2side.tape), January 06, 2000.

Yo, Carlos! You appear to be assuming that I number among the "most intelligent among us!" LOL!

Well, whether or not I deserve that "honor"--I'll share a little non-Y2k related story with ya.

When I was a very young and inexperienced reporter, I was assigned to cover a natural gas explosion at a cafe in a tiny town. This was to be the first time I ever went "live" (in those days nobody in television had the ability to go "live" from the scene of a breaking story, so we used phones to relay our reports. 'Kind of like what still happens now, in remote areas of the world.).

I was absolutely TERRIFIED during the entire trip to this tiny town. I had never "gone" live, and dreaded the day it would finally happen to me.

So I get there, and the town is CRAWLING with radio and print reporters who are hogging all two of the town's phone booths while my deadline loomed only six minutes away.

Decisions, decisions!

Go find the fire chief and get my facts straight, or hang by the phone until one of those "print guys" put down the receiver?

(To be continued. . . The rug rat is calling!)

In the meantime, trust me: This story ends with a GRAND "Moe, Larry and Curly" moment!

:)

-- FM (vidprof@aol.com), January 06, 2000.

I called everyone I knew when Yelstin ( spelling??) resigned. Very late Calif. time.

GI or in touch people that love me even if they rolled their eyes at my opinion.

24 phone calls in 10 minutes.

I love them because they called me OVER AND OVER all day on 1/1/2000, just to raz me, when I was sleeping late in the day. Nothing had happened! They were enjoying picking on me. I was so happy I helped them do it. By Jan. 1 2000 I danced in the street with a tin foil hat on. When the cops pulled over I calmed down. After they left we set off illegal fireworks.

I wore a tin foil hat to a party. It was passed to everyone who had a comment on government, y2k, NWO, etc....

My friend hit the main in his home at 12:00 mid.Cal.

BLACKOUT!!!

Gasp!!

Laughter followed, then calm...

Now we wait.

I am a Mom and can deal with 1000 paper cuts.

Too much blood and I am going to the hospital.

Or TB2000, which ever comes first.

Thanks, Hatti

-- Hatti (klavine@tco.com), January 07, 2000.