Be a post whore!
 

So, you want your post count to go up? But can't think of anything worthy of its own thread? Post here!

Your random thoughts. Your useless post posting. Before you know it, you'll be a post whore extraordinaire!

See, now you're just starting an argument with me.













j-o-k-e, m'kay?

I am only an egg. You grok?

Why would we want our post numbers to go up? I don't see the incentive. Maybe if I got free iPod or something for every 1,000 posts.

"Grok"? I haven't heard that since the 60s. "Stranger In A strange Land".


And I can be a post whore, pre-whore and any other kind of whore.

instant gratification

I have one:

Walking through the halls, it occurred to me that when the first part of this building was built, in 1973, they never dreamed that students would one day not carry backpacks, but would wheel them along behind them. So the flooring in that part is tile/grout. You can imagine the noise between classes.

When I was in college there was only one way to transport stuff to class: a backpack with one, and only one, strap on your shoulder. To carry with two straps meant you were a total loser.

But, we didn't have laptops wayyyyyy back then. :rolleyes:

wrt backpacks in college...

Went to the health center because my back was killing me. Doc (nurse, pa, whatever...) said "stand up straight" and I did. I looked in the mirror, yep, straight. Ok, now take off your backpack and stand up straight. Ok, no problem. Stood up straight, felt straight, balanced fine, felt fine. Looked in the mirror and I saw myself shrinking away from some invisible something on my right. Like I was leaning away from something extremely distasteful. Needless to say, nothing was there. Including the nothing of my 25 pound backpack which I routinely wore "non-total-loser-style" on my right shoulder *only*. I had trained my body to accept this asymmetrical load and without it, I was definitely crooked. But my back hurt like crazy. And the prescription was to wear the load evenly. If the left shoulder went naked, that meant no backpack. If I had to bring the backpack (and I always did), two straps, two shoulders, and stand up straight, boy!

I'm a looooo-ooh-ooh-ser...[/musical reference]

Shortly after I registered, someone on here was talking about their dad (I think) totally buggering his knee by constantly sitting with on leg curled under him. I said "oh i do that too". Now my knee's buggered. :rolleyes:

I bought a Furminator for my cats, and boy, does that thing de-fur!

Me, too. And that same knee was buggered (I love that word, hope you don't mind if I borrow it) when I had the cartilage taken out because of HS basketball. But it's the only way I feel really comfortable.

So true, fashion over function. Just like many women's shoes. :)

and we're on the road to post-whoredom! I know I'll never be able to catch up with The Cellar's long-time residents.

... gee, you guys must be so old!

;)

careful there you whippersnapper, or I'll hit you with my cane... the next time you come inta mah YARD! [oldfart]

Wow, I'm so rarely accused of fashionable behavior or dress that I'm momentarily speechless.

[/moment]

Actually, it precious little to do with fashion, more like expediency / laziness. Grab, swing and go. I know better now, though. My most recent pack was very very very heavy, probably 80-90 + pounds and I could not possibly carry it one shouldered. It damn near crushed me just putting it on.

i thought the word/song/image association threads were for post count padding?

Yes, I am old! :rolleyes: But also I have no friends IRL. :p

I tried many times to resurrect image association; I think it's very funny...but no one was biting.

So old that we're discussing our knackered joints. Next we'll be on to our flatulence problems and the yoof of today with their damn cellphones......

Cellphones Are Evil.

...and yet so very useful.

And on the topic of backpacks, I'm so glad that by the time I was in high school/college the nerd chic was picking up speed and it was totally acceptable to wear your backpack on both shoulders.

wearing heavy backpacks or purses over one shoulder constantly can deform your skeleton

guilty of that crime too

Can you say, messenger bag?

Fuck backpacks. No backpack's got style like my bag!

it doesn't count if you bought it that way

I don't understand the whole post-count "thing". Why is it even visible?

I can't do the pic association thing, because -- the only way I know to get pics on here is to upload them to my photobucket account first, then download them here. A lot of hassle for a toss-off post.

It's like more posts and your more popular?

I don't equate post count with popularity. Do you?

However, I find the post count can be a helpful guide to the newbie. Like me.

restless today--can you tell?

i might be postwhoring a bit, but even I'm not double posting.

And I'm stealking that bag. It's mine now. Or I'll cut off your nipples.

it's not about the post count, anyway.

It's about having a place to say something . . . when you really don't have anything to say.

I did all of it myself, except the ramones "seal" and the few scattered ramones stuff around it. all the pins, buttons, patches, everything are all mine.

steal worthy, indeed, then

It's OK not to get it. Life's more fun with the odd mystery here and there :lol:

I feel sick

I posted on the Kentucky Fried Rex thread, and no one answered my question.

I'm popular, and I only have about 70 posts at the moment. But I'm in a band, so I'm automatically cool.

I just ate Ramen's soup Oriental flavor. And I noticed while looking at the bottom of my bowl....

There's a shitload of salt in there. Mmmmmmmmm tasty

You haven't found the word association thread yet, I take it.

I think people with high post counts have either been here for a while, or they're really really fucking annoying and have an opinion about everyting. Not like me. I hardly ever share my opinion with you all. :)

Oh, my dear, you are so young.

In 1973 there were three ways to carry your books.

One was in a big, loose pile.
The other was bound together with a rubber strap that linked together with these bent metal clips on either end, kind of like a bungie cord but flat, and instead of the hook thingies with the points, it was more like a little toggle/buckle deal.

If you were a total loser, you carried a briefcase of some kind, either the traditional hard sided suitcase like variety, with a snap lock in the middle, or one of the top open kind that would balloon out a wee bit with a strap over the top that snapped into a latch on the side. You probably had at least one totally geekish teacher (Latin or Science, usually) in high school that still carried one of these.

Of course, textbooks were a lot smaller then, since you only had to take Readin', Ritin', 'Rithmatic, P.E., and Shop for boys, Home Ec for girls.

iPod? pfft.

I got the car.

Hey...what's wrong with those brief casey type thing a me's? I had one of those when I was going to Uni...a couple of years ago.

Re backpacks - when I was at school the fashion for girls was canvas shopping bags - either plain or usually with a polital/ pressure group logo (Greenpeace, Friends of the Earth, Amnesty etc).

They were great because you could draw all over them and they kept your books/ folders upright which stopped any loose notes falling out. Only problem was you had to carry your lunchbox separately because it wouldn't fit. Once you've got a bag over your shoulder, a lunchbox in your hand and say a can of Coke for your breakfast in the other hand, you don't have a spare hand to read your Sylia Plath as you walk along, and how on earth are people going to realise how troubled and deep your are otherwise?

Boys just had big sports bags, which eventually they were told had to be left in the cloakrooms because there wasn't enough room in the school corridors for teenage testosterone and big bags.

As the only things boys kept in their bags were schoolwork and manky old sports clothes it's not as if anyone was going to steal anything, so it worked quite well.

I always hated lunchboxes. No matter how much my mum washed it, it smelled and then the smell invaded my sandwich because it was wrapped in waxed paper.:yelsick:

Then it wasn't packed right. My Lunchbox never ever smelled.

Smelly boxes = poor hygiene



:)

"Will you eat my box while I work? Eat it while I work."--Hagfish

Coke for breakfast, Sundae Girl?

No thanks, I like smack.

Diet Coke, please :)

Speaking of breakfast, I think I'm going to White Castle.

A high post count is not as rewarding to me as starting a thread that generates a lot of responses.

Wolf, the rubber strap and briefcase were for misfits. Either you carried them in a stack against your side (the front was for girls) or in your "gym bag". Anything else would get your balls busted.

ravenranter, waxed paper? even hear of plastic zip-lock bags?

A high post count means nothing except that you have too much time on your Goddamned hands. :D

. . . or are addicted to the Internet.

Just to clarify--this is a place to put one-off, random, or silly posts that don't rise to the level of a whole thread itself. I find it useful for sharing my occasionally brilliant bon mots.

ahem.

Oh no...any post can rise to the level of a thread. This is the Cellar after all.

See? Forget middle school, high school, there's still popularity need on the Internet!

Anyways, I used a brown paper bag for grades 6-12. Lunch boxes were strictly for elementary school. You couldn't be popular if you brought a bright green lunchbox (actually for me it'd be a mushy soft bag) to school and had to take it with you to recess....

No, my mum washed my lunchbox every night. I think my lunch box smelled funky because the waxed paper allowed odors to co-mingle, giving me tuna salad sandwiches with apple-flavored bread. That, and there were no gel packs. There were no ziplock bags: It was either waxed paper or "sandwich" bags...Mind you, I'm talking about the 60's and 70's.

They fed us at the schools I went to. I'd give 5 dollars for one of those little rectangular pizzas right now! :)