Tulsarama!
On June 15, 1957, a new gold and white 1957 Plymouth BelvedereSport Coupe was buried in a time capsule in downtown Tulsa, OK. The time capsule was part of Golden Jubilee Week: Tulsa’s celebration of Oklahoma’s semi-centennial. The car is buried under the sidewalk in front of the Tulsa County Courthouse, approximately 100 feet north of the intersection of Sixth Street and Denver Avenue.
The car was seen as a method of acquainting twenty-first century citizens with a suitable representation of 1957 civilization. According to event chairman Lewis Roberts Sr., the Plymouth was chosen because it was “an advanced product of American industrial ingenuity with the kind of lasting appeal that will still be in style 50 years from now.”
The contents of a women’s purse, including bobby pins, a bottle of tranquilizers, cigarettes and an unpaid parking ticket, were added to the glove compartment of the car shortly before burial.
Other items included in the time capsule were:
· 10 gallons of gasoline and 5 quarts of oil
· A Douglas Aircraft Co. aerial map of airport facilities and legend
· Statement from Tulsa council of Churches and prayer for greatest good next 50 years a recently completed history of churches in Tulsa and a directory of the present churches
· Statement from board of education – historical data related to 50 years of education in Tulsa and copies of “School Life” all-high school publication issued by Tulsa high schools each month
· Statements from Mayor and Chamber of Commerce officials
· Flags which have been flown over the national capitol, state capitol and in the county and city
· Other aerial photos of the area
· Statement from Tulsa Trades and Labor Council
· Statements from all former mayors of the city – their record of service and civic accomplishments in the city, state and nationally.As part of the “Tulsarama!” festivities, citizens of Tulsa were asked to guess what the population of Tulsa would be in the year 2007. The guesses were then recorded on microfilm and sealed in a steel container buried with the car. When the car and artifacts are excavated, the person whose guess is closest to Tulsa’s 2007 population is to be awarded the Belvedere.
1957. The peak of the Big Fin era. They’ve uncovered it (see above) and found the vault full of water, sadly. But it’s wrapped up pretty good, so hold a happy thought.
They uncork the car today at noon. Follow the action at buriedcar.com.
Great. Now I got the closing cello notes from Psycho stuck in my head.
Update: practice run at the lift, and where to pick up the stream.
With failsafes in place, the crane crew was ready for a practice lift. Many gathered around the vault to see the Belvedere rise again, and everyone held their breath that the rigging would hold. Most expected to see the car raised a few inches, but crews lifted it ten feet giving the water-logged floorboards a chance to drain. Crews say getting the car out of the rusty, muddy vault gave everyone new hope.
“It looked better today than it did yesterday for some reason,” said Taylor. “I was down in there myself and it was muddy, but it looks better today.”
Organizers say they’ll be in the clear if Friday’s lift goes as well as Thursday’s practice one did.
While the car was up in the air it gave people a chance to inspect the damage 50 years underwater could do. Hot rod builder Boyd Coddington from cable’s “American Hot Rod” came to Tulsa to take a look. He will get a chance to clean up the car between the Friday unearthing at noon, and our live special Friday night at 7.
How well did the Belvedere and the memorabilia buried with it survive underground for half a century? Find out on Friday, June 15th, at 7 p.m. on the News On 6. You can also see live streaming video of the unveiling on kotv.com.
Oklahoma…that’s Central Standard Time, I assume.
Posted: June 15th, 2007 under history, personal.
Comments: 136
Comments
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:11 am
Ok, Weasel, I’m holding that happy thought.
But did you see the watermarks on that vault? It’s been near full – more than once.
Also, did you note that the car is still “centered” in the vault? It has not moved.
If they really “sealed” the car packaging – we’re talking water-tight – then it would have floated around in there when it was full or nearly so. I think.
Ergo – it’s been soaked and should have a rich, juicy soaked vinyl smell. And be completely rotted out inside.
I’ll wager two bunny butts on a stick against a fifth of Ol’ Brainstem that its totaled. Hope its not, though.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 8:17 am
Um – correction: I’m not sure if vinyl had been invented way back then. Memory fails, and I’m not gonna look it up. So – a rich, juicy rotted-cloth smell might be more accurate.
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 8:20 am
Why do I get the feeling this is going to turn out like Al Capone’s vault?
Tulsa, OK and I have a history and let’s just say I don’t like the guy.
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 8:24 am
Vinyl was invented in 1920, so you’re good McGoo.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 8:42 am
Didn’t think vinyl was that old. Neat. But it’ll still be rotten/degraded/de-polymerized/whatever from immersion.
I would expect that car interior to smell more or less like delicately sun-ripened fish offal and a piece of chedder cheese that has long since gone to its reward – with a touch of tennis shoe, perhaps, just for balance.
A history? Hmmm…
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 8:55 am
Well, they greased it and wrapped it in two layers of plastic. Plus, it’s been sitting up on support beams (they’re hoping that’s why the water is rusty). Hard to imagine that being enough to get it through five decades of regular dunkings (and freezings), though.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 9:09 am
That’s what I was thinking. But they wouldn’t grease the interior, would they? Shoulda dipped the whole thing in cosmoline first – or last. Or both.
We shall see…
Comment from Lokki
Time: June 15, 2007, 10:31 am
There’s waterproofing, and then there’s WATERPROOFING.
However, I suspect that this car only got waterproofing. Hey, they were busy at a party when they buried it. What did you expect?
Anyhow, the word on the street about 57 Plymouths is that they came out of the factory with rust, standard.
3 Bunny Butts to your fifth of old Grandad’s everclear says that it’ll be too pathetic to show the public.
The only way that Boyd Coddington could clean the thing is with a fire hose, and that will destroy the last remnant entirely.
Better not to show us the corpse. Let us keep our memories of Beaver’s Dad driving one down happy lane.
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 10:40 am
See, this is why I have to do so much research to play here. I was born the year before Jimmy Hoffa disappeared. I don’t even really understand why he was so important.
Comment from Lokki
Time: June 15, 2007, 10:48 am
Jimmy Hoffa is important because the bump he makes in the End zone in Giants Stadium has affected the outcome of the game a few times. You’re looking over your shoulder at the football, and that darned bump throws your balance off just as you’re about to catch. Ask me, I know.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 1:01 pm
Beaver’s Dad? Ol’ Ward Cleaver? Is he still kicking? Whoa…
Lokki – they can’t move Hoffa from the end zone: It’s a national GPS reference point. Everyone would get lost…
I might have made that up. But it *should* be true.
Oh – and no takers on the bet: that ’57 is iron oxide, vinyl monomers, and slime muccus by now. I bet they’re crapping wolverines (that’s a medical term) as we speak – worrying about the dud show they’re about to have. I may have to tune in and bask in the glory of predictatory delight. I made that word up, I think.
And Dawn – like jwp over at Pirate Ballerina says: “If you can’t keep up, take notes.” It’s all in the class handouts, too. This WILL be on the final exam.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 1:04 pm
Mucus. Mucus. I even looked it up – and then forgot to correct. This widdle wabbit has gone tharn.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 1:47 pm
That came out wrong, Dawn. Permission to retract, with apologies?
I truly have gone tharn. Nap time.
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 2:08 pm
That’s Okay McGoo. You just made me google tharn and now I will have to read Watership Down because 876 people on amazon gave it 4+ stars. I bought a copy for a penny.
Rule #6 ~ That’s Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That’s okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
Comment from mesablue
Time: June 15, 2007, 2:23 pm
From the pictures after they took it out of the vault, they covered the car, not wrapped it.
It’s slimy toast.
What they need to do is find a mint 57 Belvedere and swap it before the unveiling.
True story, a buddy of mine bought the building that the old Rialto Cafe near Detroit used to be in to open up a bar. The Rialto was renowned as a hangout for the Purple Gang, Jewish mafia back in the old days. When they were remodeling they found a secret hallway that led out to the back alley. In the hallway was a really old safe. A local paper wrote a story about it and then the television media got ahold of the story.
They decided to have a Geraldoesque safe cracking on the late evening news. Two of the local stations carried it live. “Experts” were quoted as saying that the safe and it contents probably dated back to the 1920’s. The building had been empty for a while, but not that long.
So, they brought in the safecracker guy and we all watched as the TV lights came on and they went to live coverage.
Safecracker guy got the safe unlocked and then stepped back.
My buddy, Dino, opened the safe and then removed it’s contents.
A 1972 50 cent piece and a 3 1/2″ floppy disk.
Dino salvaged the night by not missing a beat and saying,”at least it’s more than Geraldo found.”
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 3:59 pm
ok, y’all don’t know me, and owe mme nothing. Apparently though whitish rabbit considers you folks her friends. We were in a relationship sometime back that died a normal death. Well. Not real normal, but it died, and for a relationship any death is normal. The problem I have is she is seriously stalking me. Even that I don’t mind. I’ve started my fourth blog in under a month, gotten my 6th email account. She attacks any female I have ever spoken to since she’s known me….including my daughter.
none of this matters to you. What might is last night she called me threatening suicide. If any of you cre about her as more than a pretty face try and help her out of this cycle she is in. i did what i could, then degraded into matching her tit for tat. That didn’t work either, and now my only option is to completely ignore her insanity. She’s your friend, help her out….my last blog as jiffypop…she now has it and is writing some of her best work. you should check it out
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:17 pm
Oh, Jesus. Ummm…
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:32 pm
Yes, only it reads funny with a plug for the quality of her recent writing stuck on the end.
I’d drop her a line; I thought I had her email address, but I don’t see it in my bucket. Perhaps someone reading has it…
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:33 pm
First of all, jiffy cricket, you are right, we owe you nothing. I read her post on your blog and it made complete sense to me. You are rude and unbecoming and you say mean things about people.
Second, don’t be a retard! It sounds like you need to quit using the same password and maybe then you wouldn’t get hacked. If you took her “alleged” suicide threat seriously (as if we believe you) you wouldn’t be making light of it here.
Give the girl her money and then go away little man!
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:35 pm
ah well, it was a sincere attempt… i knew it would fall on deaf ears…great blog weasel…
dawn….shakes head…bet you’re a fat chick
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:36 pm
Money! Oh ho! The plot sickens!
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:37 pm
not only that, ann coulter wants my body…every woman on the blogosphere is trying to sleep with me, and random house wants the book rights…bet except for the email thing you wish you were me
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:39 pm
I’m guessing “fat chick” is the strongest arrow in his quiver.
“Strongest arrow in his quiver”? Geez, that was exceptionally gay.
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:42 pm
From what I read I would not only have to be fat, but old and desperate as well and I am neither. I said go away!
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:52 pm
nah, I’m just not in the mood. i have an incredible arsenal of counterpunches. i happen to be worried about someone right now. you might wish to yank down her email address now that you have it. I knew no other way to give it to you.
dawn. you may be anything you wish dear, but their is not one chance in a billion i would ever have anything to do with anyone i met on the web
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:55 pm
<sniff> My first troll.
I’m thinking of having him bronzed.
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 4:56 pm
what???? That was not a proposition. No wonder she calls you a narcissist.
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:03 pm
ahem
An unauthorized request for password for your account was rejected.
Details of the request:
For account: caligula7@mindless.com
Password be sent to : jiffypop143@hotmail.com
Request from IP address : 66.191.20.226
Request Date/Time : 2007-06-15 20:50:33 GMT
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:04 pm
Your concern touches me to the bottom of my heart. Somehow I got through the day… I mean I did lurch for the razor blades, but the voices in my head, you know, they couldn’t come to agreement on the left or the right wrist.
Lucky me.
I told you goodbye. You’ve called about… let’s see 27 missed calls… the 14 times I hung up on you by person-
I understand your deep-seated concern for my well-being and your blog account, but I think we’re gonna make it.
Well, I will, anyway.
Next time we do this, how bout whig’s blog, eh? Or if you find my grandparents number, that would be nice and embarrassing.
Surely you can find a new forum to shame me in.
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:05 pm
i got three of those
the top is me
the bottom was ubtil she stole it…you still think i’m imagining things?
she needs attention
i don’t…no replies necessary…good luck with the blog sloat…loved the refrigerator lightbulbs post…
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:06 pm
i have no desire to shame you. You took my blog, and posted personal information about me on it. I consider you to be in a very touchie mental state…i will not post here again…good luck, alissa
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:09 pm
Wow – someone is posting drunk!
I’ll have to break out the rabbit video once again.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:12 pm
That was the best video EVER.
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:18 pm
Where’d u get the I.P. from, I’d be curious to know.
They’re posted on WordPress comments, aren’t they… Hm. You teach me tons of shit, but you often forget to apply it.
Cheers.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:20 pm
I woke up JUST in time! Woot!
Weasel, congratulations! In the mafia, this troll is what’s known as being “Made”!
God I’m proud to know you and to be here today!
Er – please continue, folks. Go Dawn! Go Wabbit!
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:23 pm
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will you just stop?
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:24 pm
ok, this was fun but i really gotta go….y’all keep feeding off weasel….he’s the only talent in the room until alissa gets her shit together
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:25 pm
Not in the market, jizzbucket. My fiance and two wives would have fits.
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:28 pm
We unbalanced types, we’re hella talented, you know.
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:30 pm
ah mcgoo….you cumguzzlin gutter tramps are fun reads
yes alissa, you have the talent to be another barbara kingsolver. Keep wasting it. It’s no longer my concern….now post slow so i can get outta here
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:32 pm
Weas! I been called a cumguzzlin gutter tramp!
God I am so pleased! Better’n butt-munchin’ fucktard any day!
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:33 pm
The jealous crap? Baseless, so you know.
I think it’s kind of common for people who are untrustworthy not to trust others. Like, I might worry you’ll break into my mail even though you haven’t set that precedent.
You think I nail anything that breathes. You think I have secret lovers and all sorts of sordid relationships.
I wonder what *that* means.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:34 pm
I know, McGoo. I know. I guess I’m going to hell for enjoying this.
Comment from Satan
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:37 pm
You certainly are, Weasel.
But we’re all enjoying it on 94 inch plasma screens down here. We’ll save you the special seat.
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:38 pm
malicenwonderland=jiffypop=criminy-jerkIt, for anyone who needed Cliff Notes
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:41 pm
And I can confirm that our two combatants are coming from entirely different IP’s, so we’re not seeing a symphony in sockpuppetry. (Hey, I’m the suspicious type. I’ve been around the ‘tubes a long time).
Comment from Enas Yorl
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:46 pm
*Waits to hear 3-5 seconds between popping sounds*
*Pulls up seat*
Anybody want some popcorn?
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:49 pm
What? It’s over?
Well, hell. If I’d known ol’ poopy pants was a 3-minute squirter I wouldn’t have even woke up. You were right, Weasel. His quiver is – ahem – short. Pity to have a short quiver.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:51 pm
I dunno, McGoo. It keeps doing this. I think the fuse is damp.
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:54 pm
had a blog to write…if i’m going to be talked bad about i prefer doing it myself…you are way slow on the short penis joke mcpoo
and no…i was ,alice….you stole it…i was jiffy…you stole it too…when you steal this one i’ll be someone else
and no…the idea of violating someones privacy wouldn’t occur to me….i’m not a liberal or a conservative.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:55 pm
See?
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:55 pm
now i quit…pills to pop….booze to swill…y’all have a good night
be kind lissy-poo….karma is a bitch
my name is not karma btw
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:55 pm
Oh-oh. It’s 5:54PM central. It’s ’57 time, ain’t it? Shit. Decisions, decisions…
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:56 pm
Rabbit, sweety, you have terrible taste in men.
Mcpoo, that was kinda funny, but juvenile.
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:58 pm
Dawn- You’re not wrong.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:59 pm
No, one more hour. Seven Central is Eight EST, right? They dug the thing up and drove it to the super secret location swaddled in wet crap, but they aren’t saying what they found underneath.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 5:59 pm
Juvinile? Moi? Noooo….
Sun Su: When an enemy leaves a door open, rush in.
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:01 pm
I suppose it’s a little late to try and arrange a payment plan…
Fiddlesticks.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:01 pm
Whew. One more hour.
Tsu. Tsu. Jesus…..
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:05 pm
McGoo. I was saying McPoo was juvenile.
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:07 pm
*obligatory entertainment update*
He’s still calling. I’m trying to use each call as an opportunity to practice opera.
On speaker-phone.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:10 pm
Opera! My dad said when I grew up, I’d learn to appreciate opera. I never knew what he meant until now…
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:12 pm
Sun tzu…but whose counting. if you ever actually read him, read the story about the stone cutter. Its a wonderful philosophy to live by.
no…I’ll be happy to set up a payment plan. All things factored in, and not charging exorbitantly for the writings you absconded with (and i’m not talking about blogcrap…you know what i’m talking about. I figure you owe me about $23,753.67 approx. will that be cash or charge?
dawn: if you ever say anything worth responding to you should borrow lissy-poo’s razor.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:13 pm
Record it and post it! We will be your appreciative audience, and overwhelm you in accolades and praise!
Dawn: “That’s ok”. Hee-hee. McPoo is ~funny. If the guy was half as creative as he thinks he is, he coulda done a lot better. Not Worthy. No cigar. No honorable mention.
And I can’t spell juvenile either. And it was right there…
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:15 pm
Hey, I had a dental hygeinist appointment this morning. She said I was doing an excellent job, “and I don’t say that to everybody.”
Just thought you guys would want to know.
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:16 pm
hey jiffycricket
Your momma!
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:19 pm
You wrote some good shit at the start of our little train-wreck. With my editing it was really good.
You aren’t without talent, but you seem to lack whatever it is that tells people what they want to believe isn’t what’s true.
I assumed you saved your writing. I did. Nostalgia, I guess, but I don’t want your words. I like mine better.
How would you like me to get your writings to you?
No, I know, I’ll steal your new blog and post them there.
Problem solved.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:22 pm
Got the book right here, buttfloss. He also says something about ignoring the weak-of-will (and those with short quivers), because they never really count. And I have read the book. That saying was real. Which you would know if….
Hey! Congrats, Weas. Mom always said, “Take care of your teeth!” Bet yours did, too.
Comment from Satan
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:27 pm
I bet you didn’t know I created dental hygienists, did you?
One of my better day’s work, even if I do say so, meself.
Comment from Lokki
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:28 pm
WOW.
One pill makes you smaller
and another makes you tall
but you take too many of them, cricket
and you get sort of incoherent – and that’s all.
I don’t know if you’re the type who will regret all this in the morning when you sober up, but you probably should.
Just a thought
Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:30 pm
Hey! This is just like IRC.
Without the botwars.
Well… until today, that is.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:31 pm
(*counts on fingers…looks at calender) hey, it *is* Friday night.
Scotch! Weasel – pour a healthy dab and let’s drink to the troll.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:33 pm
…and then – haikus?, since Lokki has hurled the muse-gauntlet.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:33 pm
Oh, I’m WAY past the scotch by now. Only that first jigger is the good stuff. After that, it’s industrial solvent until lights out.
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:35 pm
Yes! Haikus! Haikus!
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:38 pm
The essence of Zen
Is seventeen little sounds
Organized with care.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:39 pm
Five syllableses
Followed by seven of ’em
And there’s yer haiku
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:41 pm
Hey, how’s the Plymouth?
That’s what I’m waiting to hear.
An hour, no longer.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:41 pm
And for Buttfloss:
The itch reminds him
Of that taught in his childhood
To wipe immaculately.
Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:41 pm
Hey, McGoo! Where’s your Kigo?
Oh… umm.. that sounds rude, doesn’t it?
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:43 pm
*duh*?
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:43 pm
a~hole ex boyfriend
jimeny cricket gets served
where my dogs at yo
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:45 pm
Got me. Had to look that one up.
Comment from whitishrabbit
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:47 pm
Sorry he was so off the cuff rude to you, Dawn.
If he does it again I’ll totally hack his bank account.
(Joke! I’m kidding! Honest!)
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:48 pm
Haikus be mad fun
Steamboat McGoogle kigo?
fall summer spring duh
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:49 pm
My brain is so small
The pain of comprehension
Is truly mindless.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:53 pm
Dawn – that haiku took a while to soak in. Whoa. Or..ouch.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:57 pm
Four minutes! Four minutes to Plymouthgate!
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 6:58 pm
Got streaming up now.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:01 pm
It’s on!
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:01 pm
don’t apologize for me liss. You know if I wanted to apologize I would. So send the Haiku…you know the one…not here…send it to that new mail account you can’t break into
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:03 pm
Streaming is hinky. Must be a zillion times their usual bandwidth.
Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:06 pm
Clay yields up its prize
Rust in the sun, leaves in fall
A life never lived
Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:07 pm
What’s on, damnit!? And where?!
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:08 pm
http://www.kotv.com/ stupid badger.
But it’s a really bad feed…
Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:08 pm
Hats off to Dawn for the kigo 😉
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:09 pm
thank you Dick old man
for making sweet car cover
please to show us now
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:13 pm
a friggin let down
now promo for some dumb show
car is not people!
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:16 pm
McGoo wasn’t wrong.
This car is totally fuc’t.
Sad but no surprise.
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:23 pm
i was right i guess
except for uncle badger
no real talent here
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:23 pm
They shoulda buried a volkswagon. Anyone remember the floating VW ads – and what National Lampoon did with one?
Feed wasn’t bad here in MO. Musta been a Right Coast thing.
the car didn’t float
in Spring or Fall or Summer
soggy vinyl. Phew!
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:25 pm
many called it right
I wonder who was wary
back in ’57 Spring.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:30 pm
you’re a doofus, cric
Now go wipe your buttcrack quick
your brain is dripping.
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:33 pm
cricket can’t get jokes
because he’s a major tool
go away small man!
Friday night shower
for a baby not yet born
goodbye fellas ~ hugs
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:35 pm
potential reply
really isn’t worth it though
wipes with McPoo’s tie
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:37 pm
actually, my sense of humor works better than my tolerance for nitwits, dawn.
have a nice night you semi-literate buttmonkey
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:39 pm
YES, I got nitwit AND semi-literate buttmonkey – that’s way better than McGoo’s! And I made him so intolerably mad he couldn’t even do it in haiku. I really have to go. Today was fun!
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:41 pm
you have niether the wit nor the intellect nor the wisdom to anger me young lady. Only liss has managed that in the last ten years, and while she can be a royal pain in my ass she has more talent in her pinkie than you have in your whole body
Comment from criminyjicket
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:42 pm
and i should go because the last thing i feel like doing is talking good about her
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 15, 2007, 7:42 pm
Hey liss! I think someone still loves you. Who’s stalking now?
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 8:15 pm
Bravo, Dawn. You snared a nice one! Let me get the skillet and we’ll cook it up.
Wabbit – from what I see of The Rectums responses, he has a serious self-esteem problem – yes? Compensated – how boring – by the usual garden-variety delusions of grandeur, narcissism, and buried anger. Your intelligence and abilities probably intimidate him quite a bit without knowing it. Not your fault, of course.
Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: June 15, 2007, 8:35 pm
You know you’re on an up-market blog when the flamewars are conducted in haikus.
Either that, or in an insane asylum.
Shame about the Plymouth, though. They were real cars back then. The realist.
RIP, nice car.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 15, 2007, 9:17 pm
U-B…all true.
I was marveling at the number of comments on this post. 116?Those haikus and the troll really fluffed it out.
Yeah – the car. That was a pity…
Comment from jwpaine
Time: June 16, 2007, 10:58 am
Saturday morning
Awoke to haiku flame war
Napped through stocking creep.
Comment from jwpaine
Time: June 16, 2007, 11:00 am
What this thread desperately needs is some booger jokes!
What’s the difference between boogers and broccoli?
Kids don’t eat broccoli.
What’s green and makes house calls?
Mucous Welby, MD.
What’s Green and can’t make housecalls on a school night?
Doogie Booger, MD
What’s the difference between boogers and potato chips?
You can’t get boogers in ranch flavor.
What’s another difference between boogers and potato chips?
Potato chips hold more dip.
And yet another difference between boogers and potato chips?
Boogers have a longer shelf life.
And still another difference between boogers and potato chips?
Potato chips don’t stick to your fingers.
And finally, a similarity between boogers and potato chips?
Nobody can eat just one.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 16, 2007, 11:06 am
That whirring sound you hear is my moms, rolling in her grave. She was desperately boogerphobic. My dad used to chase her through the house yelling, “snot!” (They had a sort of whitishrabbit/jiffypop relationship).
Of course, when you display weakness like that, you’re just begging for a lifetime of greeting cards picturing an olive shoved in a nostril with the caption, “what’s up?”
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 16, 2007, 11:12 am
My finger touches
And gently manipulates
The booger stringy.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 16, 2007, 11:15 am
Booger haiku. My bliss is complete.
Comment from Dawn
Time: June 16, 2007, 11:20 am
ewwwwww
Comment from jwpaine
Time: June 16, 2007, 11:45 am
Picking a winner
What clings to prospecting thumb?
A crunchy munchkin
Comment from jwpaine
Time: June 16, 2007, 11:54 am
Kid’s finger buried
In nostril finger-fattened
Finger-lickin’ good!
fossilized nose-fruit
Stuck under my home-room desk
Emergency supplies.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 16, 2007, 12:23 pm
Oh, man. I gotta start drinkin’ again to keep up. Macallan vat-strength: I need every edge I can get in this crowd.
Nose-fruit. Heh.
I gotta say it, though….nose-vegetable might just add something. But it isn’t …. crisp, like -fruit. Nose-fruit definitely qualifies as the canonic rendering.
Comment from jwpaine
Time: June 16, 2007, 1:33 pm
Naw, Steamboat, all you need is an arrested sense of humor, the sort that never got past sixth grade, the kind to which the jokes in the back of Boy’s Life are incomprehensibly sophisticated.
Of course, don’t let that stop the drinking. It couldn’t hurt.
And I stole the “-fruit” construction from Noj over at PB, who described someone’s child as “crotch-fruit.” But I didn’t tell you that; as Heinlein said, “the key to originality is concealing your source.”
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 16, 2007, 1:50 pm
I realizes the -fruit thing came from your site (love it, btw, Pound that pos faker! Pound it good!) but figured you (or noj or *blank* can’t remember)originated it.
I fight my own arrested development – and lose.
But I may revisit the bottle anyway. Couldn’t hurt…
Comment from Bobby Ewing
Time: June 18, 2007, 7:39 am
Here are some high resolution pictures of the car and the items that were stored inside it. Looks like a “fixer upper”
Pics:
http://www.jlaforums.com/viewtopic.php?p=8700431#8700431
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 18, 2007, 7:57 am
Oh, man, those are some great pictures. Check out the one shiny patch of perfect chrome on the front bumper (it obviously fascinated the photographers).
Notice the “Suddenly It’s 2,007” poster — they put a comma in 2,007 twice. In 1957, it must have sounded too much like a number and not enough like a date.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 18, 2007, 9:00 am
Bravo, B-E! Now them’s some photos.
Naturally I ignored the car and focused on the tide-marks on the concrete. I wonder how many times it filled up and then – slowly – drained over the last 50 years?
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