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You might try Matchmaker.com. I was on there for about 4 years (off and on) before I met Michelle on there over 5 years ago.

They have changed the site since I was on there last. They had individual locations or interests that you could join. Most major cities had at least one site. There were sites for different religious groups, one for college kids, one for nudists, alternative lifestyles, etc. And although you joined one site, you could browse people from any other site.

Now, they seem to be all one site. You join, then select certain areas of the country to browse. It is a pay site, but you can create a Profile for free to check the site out, with certain restrictions, I assume.

Not sure how it works now, but it used to be that Profiles consisted of multiple choice answers and essay questions. You didn

We don't need better teachers. We need better parents!

I remember the very first one of his phone books when it came out. It was a drawing of downtown, and it was very nicely done. Then word got out that there was something peculiar about the drawing. Somewhere on it was a cat and her kittens crossing the street. You had to look long and hard to find it.

The next year's Yellow Pages had about 5 whimsies, including another cat and kittens scenario. More stuff was added each year until the whole damned drawing was loaded with oddities like spacemen and steers in the streets. It kinda lost its charm when that happened.

Cinema West sponsored a baseball team (or was it softball) that was always at the top of the standings. A couple of guys I was in Reagan with played on the team. But, as far as the kind of movies they ran, well, I, uh - that is I don't seem to remember what, uh - you know, maybe I don't remember Cinema West after all.

Hey, TBird. You didn't play for them, did you?

There was (is?) a truck behind the vendor tables in back of Canino's at the Farmer's Market on Airline that made some pretty good egg, bacon and potato breakfast tacos.

Is the place on 34th Los Nopalitos?

TBird posted a photo of his first car in the thread on old amusement parks. What was your first car? Do you have a photo of it? Any special memories associated with it (remember, this is a G-Rated site)?

This was my first car

Immediately after Katrina hit New Orleans, gas at that Randall

A powerful senator died after a long illness, his soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the gate.

"Welcome to Heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we are not sure what to do with you."

"No problem, just let me in," says the senator. "Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in Hell and one in Heaven. Than you can choose where to spend eternity."

"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in Heaven," he says.

"I'm sorry but we have our rules."

And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to Hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a club and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him, everyone is happy and in evening attire. They run to greet him, hug him, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster and caviar.

Also present is the Devil, who really is a friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a big hug and waves while the elevator rises.

The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on Heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him. "Now, it is time to visit Heaven."

So 24 hours pass with the head of state joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.

Well then, you've spent a day in Hell and another in Heaven. Now choose your eternity."

He reflects a minute and the senator answers, "Well, I would never have said it, I mean Heaven had been delightful, but I think I would be better off in Hell."

So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to Hell.

Now the doors of the elevator open and he is in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags. The Devil comes over to him and lays his arm on his neck. "I don't understand," stammers the senator.

"Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and club and we ate lobster and caviar and danced and had a great time. Now all there is, is a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable."

The Devil looks at him and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning...

Today you voted for us!"

That link did not work for me.

KPRC Stroy

What the hell are Maverick and Iceman gonna fly NOW ? ! ?

I hear Maverick has been grounded due to Postpartum Depression.

beckwheat, how about Spanish Village on Alameda, or Christie

TBird, I thought the same thing, only my memories of the Playland Park racetrack are from a very young age. As a kid, things usually seem much bigger that they actually were. In this case, it was just the opposite. The track in the photos appears much larger than what I remember Playland being.

Hey, Montrose. Why don't you go get that horse you rode in on so's I can address you both at the same time?

I saw no need for your snide, personal attack just because I was trying to be humorous. If you don't like it, then skip on by. Otherwise -

Uh, is that horse there yet?

so yes, it was a pun

I thought maybe you were just being a scatbrain - uh, I mean, a scatterbrain!

Just being a little fecesious Niche. It's a slow day.

"Fecesious"! I love it! I know quite a few people who are fecesious.

TJones, are you a good punster, or a bad speller?

Wow! Great photos, Mark. Burl sounds like quite a fellow. And thanks for the clip of Billy Wade. That must have been right before he died. I mentioned in a previous thread that I remember Billy from Playland days, even more so than Foyt. Billy

Having grown up in the Heights, I can assure you not all streets had curbs. In fact, very few did years ago as I recall. I can

The Richmond location was the one I frequented as well, but I can

I don

The mall where I shop most often is HUMONGOUS! And it all fits right atop my computer desk.

Isn't that photo from the yet to be released movie, "Brokeback Mat"?

Not taking sides here, and not trying to get involved since I don

While I certainly understand those who feel Andrea should pay for her crimes, it bothers me the degree of hatred expressed by some. I remember my own disgust for Darlie Routier and Susan Smith, both mothers who killed their babies. I wanted them both to pay the ultimate price for what they did, especially because of their actions after the fact. But I never reacted as strongly as some on here have.

But Andrea is not like either Routier or Smith. Just looking at her, I can tell she is not all there. Her case is different, and the jury saw it the same way. I just hope this is the end of it. Andrea is where she belongs, and she will get the help she needs and deserves.

My Heart goes out to this poor, tormented woman.

If there is any justice in this world, Russell Yates would be taken out and hung by his gonads.

Why would a guy buy a car to impress a