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The automobile distributor and points
Unless you are a classic car collector, or a geezer, you have no idea how much of a pain in the butt these things were. About every oil change or two, your car's performance and gas mileage would go down, and you would need a tuneup.

To tune your car, you could simply hire someone. That is, if you were a sissy.

A real man changed his own oil and tuned his own car up. You could tell a real man by the scars and scabs on his knuckles from working on his car.

First you had to change all eight of your spark plugs. What? You only have six? Pussy! Make sure you don't get the wires on wrong, or if your car will start at all, it will lurch and backfire and run like crap.

Then you had to take off the distributor cap, usually held on by two clips that would cut your fingers and were harder than a rubic cube solution to get clipped back on.

Under the distributor cap was the contact points. These had to be replaced. Then you had to adjust the gap on the points. Oh shit, I forgot to adjust the gaps on the spark plugs... do that all over again...

Now that the plugs are gapped and the points are replaced and gapped, you put the new distributor cap on... Come on... SHIT... GOD DAMNED PIECE OF SHI... ok, there it goes. Good. Gimme a bandaid, would ya?

Now you have to set the points' dwell. What's "dwell?" Beats the hell out of me, maybe it's the amount of time the points are closed. But you have to set it with a dwell meter or your car will run like it's powered by gerbils and will suck gas like Bush sucks at being President.

Then you have to get out your strobe and set the timing. You loosen the distributor, point your strobe at the mark on the... wait a minute... I can't see the damned mark. Stop the engine, would you?

Damn, it's all rusty and... to hell with it, start it back up and I'll time the God damned thing by ear, piece of shit...

Thank God and modern electronics for electronic ignition!

Are you still "as certain as you can be" that "Judgement Day" will come before the end of 2006? [1] [2]

Actually, this Springfield is even more cartoonish than the TV Springfield. One of our Aldermen is Gail Simpson. Todd Renfrow, the guy in charge of our power plant, is a dead ringer for Mr. Burns (he's the guy in front of the giant check, on the right). Betty Boop lives here, Popeye, Olive, Bluto and Brutis all live here, although the Spriingfield Betty Boop's head is bigger, and Springfield's Olive Oyl is flatter chested. Many of our denizens are bugeyed (although not all of them).

here is a tale of some of our trolls. here are a lot more Springfield stories, all true, few believable.

-mcgrew

Actually, this Springfield is even more cartoonish than the TV Springfield. One of our Aldermen is Gail Simpson. Todd Renfrow, the guy in charge of our power plant, is a dead ringer for Mr. Burns (he's the guy in front of the giant check, on the right). Betty Boop lives here, Popeye, Olive, Bluto and Brutis all live here, although the Spriingfield Betty Boop's head is bigger, and Springfield's Olive Oyl is flatter chested. Many of our denizens are bugeyed (although not all of them).

here is a tale of some of our trolls. here are a lot more Springfield stories, all true, few believable.

-mcgrew

So don't try to fix nothin' for me, newbie. You'll just break it. Now sitten backen unt watchen das blinkenlights. ;-)

Hey, geezers are SUPPOSED to have bad memories. But I was 12 when I met my first computer in 1964.

That's pretty much standard procedure for most cats I've seen, and what's more, mousing isn't instinctive but is taught by the momma cat (as is using a litter box).

When we moved to Springfield's ghetto in utter poverty a couple of decades ago, the hovel we moved into was infested by mice. Every morning when I got up there would be a dead mouse laid next to the chair I sat in to drink my coffee, and what's more was laid there exectly the same way every day. This went on until the cat ran out of mice.

What's wierd is a female cat I have now. When we adopted this cat as a kitten, my insane then-wife had ammassed about 7 cats, all but two male. Now, male cats wil back up against anything at all, and mark it as its territory.

The then-kitten female mimics this behavior, raising its tail and shaking its ass like the males do. Fortunately all it mimics is the movement; there's no usine, unlike the males (boy did that house STINK).

They say "monkey see, monkey do" but I suspect it's a mammal trait rather than a monkey trait.

I don't think so, I think they were all 7 digits, plus area code for long distance. You didn't use to have to put the country identifier (1 in the US), I suspect that back then you needed an operator to call out of the country.

This was almost half a centuty ago, things were pretty primitive back then.

I grew up with computers. Well, actually, computers grew up with me; I'm 5 years younger than ENIAC.

It's not a toy -- you can do real stuff with it.

You put me straight into geezer mode with that statement - This blows my mind. The IBM XP is a quarter of a century old, had a 5mhz clock speed (this box has a 1300mhz clock speed), had 64K of memory and a ten mb hard drive, and guess what? you could still do real work on it! Spreadsheets, word processors, statistics, databases; I used these things at work in 1987 (we also had a couple of 286s and the blindingly fast 386 at the time).

I bought one used, the one I bought for my home had a Hercules card so was capable of graphics. I bought some extra memory and a joystick port, installed them, and had a gaming machine.

Real work? Pshaw, when the 486 (capable of internet A/V, could sample and play CD quality WAV files) came out a computer like the Wal Mart Ubantu box was a supercomputer.

-mcgrew

That would be http://www.kuro5hin.org/ with an h.

I guess I'm wondering- are modern medical advances really as expensive as we're led to believe they are in America?

The real advances in modern medicine are the cheap ones that actually treat the root causes of a problem. Nutrition, Osteopathic Manipulation, IV therapies (w/ vitamins, EDTA, H202, and others), Energy Medicine, etc.

Most the other 'advances' can best be explained as 'profiteering' - clinics have to pay for for their $million+ MRI machine somehow, and the handful of cases a month where they're actually justified isn't going to pay the bills..

See links on how healthcare became screwed up, read Dr. Davidson's testimonial pages for examples of conditions which respond well to Cranial Osteopathy, check out Donna Eden's system of Energy Medicine, and get yourself a copy of Dr. Reilly's Handbook for Health Through Drugless Therapy, and I'm sure you can easily get your intestine flowing freely again.

Boy, am I in deep deep deep REALLY DEEP deep trouble!!! No wonder this happened!

-mcgrew

I think the people behind these systems want people to think that those against it are just being curmudgeonly. (Aw, heck, the machine keeps breaking - I hate things that break sometimes!)

I'm a bit offtopic here but your use of the word "curmudgeonly" made me think of something I wrote a few years ago, Useful Dead Technologies.

Although come to think of it, as paper ballots ARE a useful dead technology maybe it isn't so offtopic after all? How about Good Riddance to Bad Tech?

-mcgrew

I think the people behind these systems want people to think that those against it are just being curmudgeonly. (Aw, heck, the machine keeps breaking - I hate things that break sometimes!)

I'm a bit offtopic here but your use of the word "curmudgeonly" made me think of something I wrote a few years ago, Useful Dead Technologies.

Although come to think of it, as paper ballots ARE a useful dead technology maybe it isn't so offtopic after all? How about Good Riddance to Bad Tech?

-mcgrew

This story made me think of Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country where the crew are trying to get past Rura Penthe sentries using old books and translating badly. The Klingons decide the abysmal Klingon speech is a joke and let them pass.

Damn. I'm pathetic =(

-mcgrew

Springfield? that darn Mr Burns at it again?

One of our aldermen is Gail Simpson (not sure, maybe she's married to Homer's brother).

Actually here's a picture of the guy in charge of Springfield's electricity. He's the guy sitting in front of the big green check, on the right. Groening had him pegged! here's one of him breaking ground at the new generator they're building.

I mean your truck must have been spared, otherwise how would you charge the cell phone? Just face it toward the window, it should light up the entire trailer.

The trailers were all destroyed in the tornado. There was one behind my apartment that looked like a box of crackers a toddler had been playing with. The electricity was only out for a few hours, except for where the tornados actually hit, which happened to be my neighborhood AND the neighborhood the woman I was visiting lived in, so I could charge it up at work.

Those damned tornados had it in for me but oddly didn't hurt anything of mine. My daughter and her fiancee left the Target store a minute and a half before the tornado tore the roof off of it, and followed their car. Then the thing hit my apartment, tearing a few shingles off the roof and completely destroying everything around it. It tore a path through the neighborhood, demolishing houses, businesses, and completely destroying a trailer park between my apartment and my friend's house.

She lives close to a railroad track. "I can't believe the trains are running in this weather" she said as we huddled in her dark basement. "They don't", I told her, right before I heard the jet engine.

When you hear the train, the tornado's almost there. When you hear the jet, it's on top of you.

All of her stuff and all of my stuff and all of my daughter's and her fiancee's stuff was spared. Meanwhile, complete destruction around my friend's house and my apartment. A five foot diameter tree was uprooted two houses away from hers; all her neighbors' on both sides trees were uprooted but hers were untouched except for a few branches.

Nobody was seriously injured.

-mcgrew

PS- the "real" Springfield is even more cartoonish than the one on TV.

As this one isn't particularly insightful or interesting

+5 funny, the mods did well. No karma for funny but I don't need it anyway (and I usually check the "no karma bonus" as I did then)

(a) What has science done?

Well lets see... electricity, astronomy, medicine, the hydrogen bomb... what elese? You take the good with the bad.

(b) Where is your god now?

I don't worship Waldo!

I'm now going to buy some dog curtains and get rid of the answering machine before it tries to slit my throat.

Dog curtains?

As this one isn't particularly insightful or interesting

+5 funny, the mods did well. No karma for funny but I don't need it anyway (and I usually check the "no karma bonus" as I did then)

(a) What has science done?

Well lets see... electricity, astronomy, medicine, the hydrogen bomb... what elese? You take the good with the bad.

(b) Where is your god now?

I don't worship Waldo!

I'm now going to buy some dog curtains and get rid of the answering machine before it tries to slit my throat.

Dog curtains?

I told this story yesterday but it bears repeating (or at least being linked to), as you no longer have any 4th amendment rights. At least, apparently, I don't. My 4th amendment rights against physical unwarranted search were violated twice last year, once on the day we remember those who died defending the Constitution, and as I said in the linked comment I'm a 55 year old white guy. I can't imagine what it would be like to be a 22 year old black guy.

-mcgrew

PS- Funny, the comment, in reply to someone who mentioned the 4th amendment in a story about the EFF, was modded "offtopic". Seems some corrupt police officers and corrupt legislators have mod points. No matter, I have karma to burn; mod me any damned way you want.

Hear hear! Douglas Adams parodied this in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy with Marvin, the terminally depressed robot ("terminhally depressed", Adams was a fucking genius) with the pain down all the diodes in his left leg, and the doors (who have been shamelessly copied by voice mail programmers), and Eddie the shipboard computer ("Where's a pencil? I'll work it out myself").

News for who? Stuff that does what? IHBT?

-mcgrew

(I'm having a hard time taking this story seriously, and am wondering why I'm even trying to take it seriously. It's total bullshit.)

constitutional ban on unreasonable searches

My 4th amendment rights have been violated not once but TWICE this year alone. And I'm a 55 year old white guy, I can only imagine if I were young, black, or Hispanic!

The first one was ironically on Memorial day. I'd run across an old girlfriend, and gave her my phone number and told her where I'd moved, but asked her to wait before visiting as my daughter was in town that weekend. I got home and went to bed, daughter still out with her friends.

My daughter woke me up - "dad, there's some strange woman on the porch swing and she says she knows you." It was Chris, the old girlfriend. Her live-in BF had seen her with me and locked her out of the house (I guess he has very good reason to hate my guts).

A knock came at the back door - it was the police. Chris had scared teh elderly neighbors, banging on their door. She must have really looked the witch carrying that broom (no I am NOT making this up). I told the cops I was glad they were there and told them about Chris' being locked out. They called teh BF and gave her a ride home, but before they did they informed me that they had opened my garage and had a look around inside - on the day we commemmorate those who died defending the Constitution.

The second time I gave the wrong two ladies a ride to the wrong house. A big black SUV cut us off as we were leaving, and several very large men wearing vests with FBI, DEA and POLICE on them (the DEA guy was wearing a ski mask - in July!) accosted us, searched me, my car, and the ladies' purses before sending us on our way. No arrest, no warrant, nothing but guns and tasers. No Constitutional rights either, I guess. In the War On (some) Drugs (and the prostitutes who use them I guess), the first casualty was the Constitution.

Liberty? What liberty?

-mcgrew

Dude... YHBT. As a recovering biter I would like to invite you to join Biters Anonymous.

You don't HAVE to bite the trolls' trolls.

-mcgrew

Beads? You don't need the beads. Just see Ginger. Ginger and the Mickey part 1 gives a first person account of a non-sexual use for these drugs, and the sequel, Am I too picky? chronicles the karma payback.

Of course, since those diaries were written in 2003 Ginger's probably either dead or in prison by now.

-mcgrew

Beads? You don't need the beads. Just see Ginger. Ginger and the Mickey part 1 gives a first person account of a non-sexual use for these drugs, and the sequel, Am I too picky? chronicles the karma payback.

Of course, since those diaries were written in 2003 Ginger's probably either dead or in prison by now.

-mcgrew

Excuse me while I enjoy my MLB feed on Morpheus. Oh wait, I forgot - I stopped watching baseball the year they cancelled the world series.

My point, thoough, is that the only ones with functioning videos got them illegally.

-mcgrew

-1, troll? Who gave major league baseball owners slashdot mod points? The parent is correct, albeit sarcastically (and I'd have been sarcastic too). It's not a problem to the MLB, they already GOT your money, sucker!

Now mod me troll too.

-mcgrew

Or thought much about it, or knows what a third world country is like. How can I compete with someone who only pays $30 a month for rent, can take his family to a nice restaraunt for a dollar, or ride anywhere in the country for a nickle? Not even by doing away with such luxuries like electricity and running water could I compete with that!

That was what Thailand was like in 1974 (USAF at the end of the Vietnam war). You can't compete with "dirt cheap".

-mcgrew

Or thought much about it, or knows what a third world country is like. How can I compete with someone who only pays $30 a month for rent, can take his family to a nice restaraunt for a dollar, or ride anywhere in the country for a nickle? Not even by doing away with such luxuries like electricity and running water could I compete with that!

That was what Thailand was like in 1974 (USAF at the end of the Vietnam war). You can't compete with "dirt cheap".

-mcgrew

A Chinese colleague of mine once remarked that my buddha belly would mark me as a lucky person in China

Maybe in China, but I found out when I put on a huge gut from taking Paxil and drinking beer that in America, you never get lucky with a big gut. Now that I'm off the Paxil I lost all the weight I gained... Oh hell I still don't get lucky very often. But with the Bhudda Belly I never got lucky.

-mcgrew

The signal travels the same rate, but if the bandwidth is 5 times as great it will send the same amount of data five times as fast. Think about an old 300 baud modem vs an old 55k modem; the signal travels at the same speed, but the web page loads faster on the 55k.

Radio: "Dear Grandma"

Laser: "Dear Grandma, please send another box of cookies"

The end of the message arrives sooner, so it is indeed faster, even though the signals travel at the same speed.

-mcgrew (yes, I did have a 300 baud modem. I used it on Compuserve with my Radio Shack computer. It was slllooooooow.)

The kid who got a blowjob from his girlfriend (hardly "sex", it's just a blowjob. Blowjobs are only ten bucks here, sex is $20 and up) got out of jail.

However, he went BACK in jail over violating probation he got on an EARLIER crime he had committed that didn't involve getting his dick sucked. He's in jail now, but for something a little more important than a blow job, IIRC it was an illegal gun.

As to the other asshole, he didn't deliberately murder anyone. He's in the same league as the nitwit who runs a red light and slams into another car and kills someone because he's yakking on hus phone. In either case, the "killer" is going to punish himself far worse than the state ever could.

-mcgrew

For a different take, "Hey Jim, I'll give you $2000 Friday if you loan me $1000 today so I can buy some cocaine and resell it."

Jim is my friend Mike's brother, and spent five years of a ten year sentence in a Federal pennitentiary for conspiracy to distribute cocaine. The dope dealer he loaned the money to who had been the town's biggest dope dealer fro twenty years spent two years in a different prison.

"Justice" is a funny word to use for our legal system.

-mcgrew (courtroom drama in that link)

A half an hour or so later I arrived at the facility, swearing, with air conditioners in tow. To my amazement there were two guys standing outside in the snow waiting for me.

"What the fuck do you need a God damned air conditioner in the snow for? I demanded.

"Oh, man," one replied excitedly, "this is so cool. You have to see it!" These guys were bouncing around like kids at a birthday party. One showed me around as the other hooked up the hoses from the air conditioners and turned them on.

Inside was what looked like a library. Every room was filled with rows and rows of what appeared to be bookshelves. However, instead of books, these shelves held printed circuit boards. There must have been thousands of them. I was duly impressed, and had nerdily forgotten about the beer I had wanted so badly.

"Cool. But what is it for?" I asked.

"Ahh," he said, "come in here," and led me to yet another room. This room was huge, and had little in it that I recognized. It was straight out of a science fiction movie, only less corny looking.

"Ok," I replied stupidly, "what is it?"

"It's a C5 simulator! Come on inside!"

And inside the contraption was the cockpit of a C-5A cargo plane, at the time the largest aircraft in the world. We had several C5s there at Dover, which was, of course, why they needed a C5 simulator. And two SUV sized air conditioners to cool the contraption's circuitry.

It was identical to a C5 cockpit, right down to the bolts and carpets. The only difference was that the windows were ground glass rather than clear, for projecting images on.

They let me "fly" it. It was incredible! It sat on hydraulics, so when you accelerated, it felt like acceleration. Likewise banking, diving, etc. You could even crash the thing! This was even cooler than the other computer I had seen back when I was 12.

Again, I lusted after a computer of my own.

The people designing these games are losing money (maybe in this case "loosing money" would be appropriate) for what? I just don't get it. The elitist attitude is what got me to stop playing PC games in the first place.

In 1990 when I first started playing games on a PC, a computer like the one in my living room now took a dedicated building and was called a "supercomputer", yet I can't play a new game on it. And the new game cost sixty bucks.

Now, I used to be into gaming; some of you may remember the old Quake site th Springfield Fragfest. But here's where the absolutel stupidity of the game designers comes in: they design for the next generation of machines. This gains teh hardware manufacturers dosh, at the expense of game designers who can't even sell me a game any more, let alone Joe Normalguy.

A game called Screamer 2 is an excellent example of why their designing for the next generation is stupid. When it came out (1997 IIRC), there wasn't a single PC in existance that could run it at its highest resolution. Today it would be a piece of cake - except that it is written for DOS and my Audigy isn't supported. No sound.

I still get Road Rash (1995) out once in a while. A fun game is fun. Developers, by designing for the next generation of equipment, are shutting out this generation of equipment, as well as most of their possible audience. Design for this generation of equipment and sell the games for $15 instead of $60 and you'll sell a hundred times as many.

-mcgrew

The parent poster has a troll name and a flamebait attitude, but the comment was insightful. Five hundred buicks IS a lot of money! Hell, that's more than my car payment, or any other of my bills except my mortgage, and the mortgage is only another sixty bucks over this needless expenditure.

I doubt if it would cost five hundred bucks to replace every part in my computer. Now I remember why I quit gaming - DOOM 3.

Fucking elitists. Mod me down, "-1, he's not a rich boy".

-mcgrew

Criminal? That's an hyperbole.

No, it's the law. There's no exaggeration.

Here's a use of the word that's not: preventing access to emergency services because it affords you a little convenience is, literally, criminal.

Except that there are landlines, nobody's being prevented access to emergency services. YOUR statement is hyperbole! Also. You are confusing "wrong" with "illegal". Smoking pot is not immoral, but it's illegal. Adultery is perfectly legal in Illinois, but it's still WRONG.

Besides, while I can see the harm of a cellphone ring during a live theatrical performance, such as a play or an opera, it's merely an annoyance during a movie.

There's no difference between a live play and a movie. I'm not there for the performers, they're there for me. I'm paying. The people in the audience are the ones who matter, not the ones on stage. And WTF do you think gives you the right to annoy me, asshole?

And as far as restaurants are concerned, well, it's not like asking the offending patron to STFU is going to stop the globe from spinning.

It's not going to make them STFU, either.

And sysadmins, doctors and other "on-call" professions have a right to eat, don't they?

They can eat at home. They're getting paid a premium to be on call, I'm not getting paid a premium for them to be. They can stay the hell out of the movies and restaraunts when they need to be on call instead of ruining MY good time that I'M not being paid a premium to have screwed up, don't they have a DVD and a TV? If you get an "on call" call and interrupt my movie, hey, you're getting paid for it. Reimburse my ticket price and I MAY forgive your cluelessly rude ass. I hate the superiority complex. I don't give a shit if your server goes down and you have no right to interrupt MY evening if it does. Stay the hell home, or eat at a bar or McDoonalds or somewhere else where your phone won't ruin someone else's eveing, you fucking jerk.

Religious fanatic G.W.Bush has killed 100 times more people than religious fanatic Osama Bin Laden.

Neither one is a religious man. They both worship the same god, whose name is money. Bush has convinced Christians that he is a Christain so he could gain more wealth and power, and Bin Laden has convinced Muslims that he is a Muslim so he could gain more wealth and power. Christians and muslims simply don't kill people. Those who worship money and power do.

-mcgrew

People don't talk in restaraunts at a normal volume, they talk softly (at least the less clueless do). People don't talk into cellphones at a normal volume either, they yell.

-mcgrew

So the sky's colors fade as I get to Marleys, and I see the dorky kid bartender from Dempseys, only instead of the backwards hat, he's wearing a white shirt and tie, yelling into a cell phone and gesturing wildly, completely oblivious to his surroundings. "Listen goddamned it you fucking asshole, I'm going to have all your fucking teeth pulled out, you got me? Now get the goddamned shit straight and no more fuckups!

So the sky's colors fade as I get to Marleys, and I see the dorky kid bartender from Dempseys, only instead of the backwards hat, he's wearing a white shirt and tie, yelling into a cell phone and gesturing wildly, completely oblivious to his surroundings. "Listen goddamned it you fucking asshole, I'm going to have all your fucking teeth pulled out, you got me? Now get the goddamned shit straight and no more fuckups!

I of course didn't RTFA (eye muss knot bee knew hear, looser) so I have to ask: was one of them Ted Turner?

Note that if you don't click the link this coment may seem flamebait or offtopic, and the joke will be on you. Hey, wait a minute, IN SOVIET Ru OW OW stop hitting me!

-mcgrew

I've been the target of not only marketing garbage, but also some threatening letters. That isn't fun at all.

Heh, you should have been me back when I regularly posted at K5. Of course, since I'm a moron I probably brought it all on myself...;)

-mcgrew

Only if they want to. Say, for instance you want to open a porn site (NSFW!!!!). That can cause problems with a certain demographic, e.g., radical Christians.

Or say you wanted to open an online King James Bible with no advertising. That can cause problems with a certain demographic, e.g., slashdotters. Whois isn't going to tell you who owns the Bible site; the tome itself says to do your alms in secret. You are going to unmask the fellow who's paying to put the Bible online?

Oh right, this is slashdot. Holy shit, I just realized how this post is going to be modded...

-mcgrew

PS- there's nothing in the bible that says you can't get drunk and gamble with dope smoking hookers. I looked it up, trust me. OTOH it does say collecting interest on a debt, eating a ham sandwich, and shaving (among other things) are sins. Pat Robertson will burn in hell!!! ;)

It makes sense - why download music, when it's so easy to sample a better quality file off the radio for free?

There, fixed that for you.

-mcgrew

Who would have thought that Napster execs would have mod points? I mean, "flamebait"??? We're not talking about Apple here; nobody at slashdot is going to be upset with the opinion "Napster sucks".

I should paste the entire Birth of a label-sanctioned pirate radio station here, that would cause a few of the RIAA trollsuits to have strokes!

-mcgrew

PS- I have excellent karma, do your worst you MAFIAA sleazeballs.

In this case, making backups so you can listen once you terminate your service is really abusing the system

You mean like time shifting a TV show with your VCR is abusing the system, Mr. Clueless Anonymous Record Company Executive? Do you have any idea how many episodes of Star Trek I taped that are on my shelf right now? And how little I care about what a thief and liar like a record or music executive thinks?

Which finger am I holding up right now?

-mcgrew

I have to say, FP author, you've managed to write a summary that insults pretty much everybody! Kudos!

Damn, a trolling flamebait that makes slashdot's front page. He should become a professional troll, like that sweet Ms. Coulter!

-mcgrew (55)

Don't know the difference between a flame and a troll.

Pathos. Full of pathos.

-mcgrew (55)

Don't know the difference between a flame and a troll.

Pathos. Full of pathos.

-mcgrew (55)

So the over-50's were never drink-addled undergrads? Does this mean I'm not going to make it to 50?

I was 51 when I wrote this. There are a lot more of them, almost all of the entire series was about drinking (while on Paxil, which causes hallucinations=), bar hopping, rock and roll, and unsucsessfully chasing woman. So cheer up, young fellow!

Ever had an Irish Car Bomb?

-mcgrew

So the over-50's were never drink-addled undergrads? Does this mean I'm not going to make it to 50?

I was 51 when I wrote this. There are a lot more of them, almost all of the entire series was about drinking (while on Paxil, which causes hallucinations=), bar hopping, rock and roll, and unsucsessfully chasing woman. So cheer up, young fellow!

Ever had an Irish Car Bomb?

-mcgrew

So the over-50's were never drink-addled undergrads? Does this mean I'm not going to make it to 50?

I was 51 when I wrote this. There are a lot more of them, almost all of the entire series was about drinking (while on Paxil, which causes hallucinations=), bar hopping, rock and roll, and unsucsessfully chasing woman. So cheer up, young fellow!

Ever had an Irish Car Bomb?

-mcgrew