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Has anyone ever thought that the cellar needs it's own physical space somewhere? Like having a street named after it somewhere in Philly.
Then we could have little monkey shaped icons in the sidewalk with members' names in them. At some point there should be a shrine type building with a single seat inside with a single computer. That computer should have an internet connection that will only allow viewing the Cellar. On the wall there could be a big map of the world with all the locations of each of the members. A tiny pushpin could represent a member's location and the pushpin's color could represent the number of posts on the Cellar. Once completed, web cams could be installed on one end of "The Cellar St" looking in one direction, and another at the other end of the street so that people viewing the Cellar online could also view the Cellar St and all those people that have come to photograph the icons in the sidewalk. Inside the memorial one more cam could be positioned to show the face of the occupant of the single seat viewing the Cellar. This cam could then create a still shot of that person and insert it automatically into the "what do you look like RFN" thread. There should also be an electronic guestbook with a still photo attached along with a comment on that person's visit to the memorial. |
The pushpins would have to be able to change color as a person's post count increased, so the thing would have to be wired to the 'Net and updated real time.
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I think it would get a lot more action if the color of the pushpins related to the Dwellars blood alcohol level.
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An Lj classic:
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Should it just monitor the alcohol level or possibly the presence of drugs as well. And if both, would it monitor or screen for "illegal" drugs or something that might make a dwellar post something dumb that is an over the counter drug but with the warning, "do not operate heavy machinery or post on the Cellar"? |
I'm sure Adm Pointdexter already built some system like this. Why reinvent the wheel? UT should just arrange to tap into the feed over at the NSA. Easy peasy.
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Aren't we taking ourselves a little too seriously?
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Reporting non-compliant businesses
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Pure poetry:
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:lol: thanks
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Inside that flaming wreckage, where every other function has ceased, your awareness becomes enhanced, as it turns inward. |
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thanks monster. that is a conversation i frequently have with clients. it is a lot more fun than when i have to sit down and ask "how would you feel about working five more years? cuz your going to need to..."
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xoxoxoBruce keeps his eyes on the prize.
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Well said Sundae...
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From "Scouts Get Pwned" -
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This may be the funniest thing i'll see today.
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You're asking for it, aren't ya?
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no, not in this thread, i'm not.
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re: stevedallas
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I'm too new to be posting in the hall of fame thread. But screw it!!! This is......... :lol: :rotflol: :thumb:
http://www.cellar.org/showpost.php?p...5&postcount=35 :D |
From the Happy Birthday thread, comes this little gem from Lj:
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With as much effort as it takes to shoot fish in a barrel, Clodfobble *wins* this prize, another HoF notch on her belt, with this gem:
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smoothmoniker brilliantly employs the RFN thread to give us all both a view of his present and a vision of his past. What a vision:
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DanaC gets to the point, asking a simple question in the Michael Moore thread.
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postcards from Canada
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...or HOF this one: Quote:
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I love you man. Even when I was being all harsh on you. Especially then.
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I know, I know. I know what I'm doing, but y'all were all like "your doin' it wrong" ...
Do you ever read the editorial cartoons on The Onion, where the actual subject of the cartoon is the fictional cartoonist? The joke is that somebody would draw a cartoon like that and be serious. Not the actual cartoon, which doesn't say what the actual cartoonist actually thinks. My posts are like that, multi-layered...like an onion. Also...they stink, and they make you cry. |
But you must admit, you tried hard to make it all about you back then. You'd go back to AG and say "hey look it's all about me other there!"
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the HOF thread is all about me!
It wasn't accidental. I wanted to make sure everyone knew my name. Because I can't enjoy a messageboard as an anonymous schmoe. Count that as among my faults, if it's a fault. I'm not gonna come here to have conversations with complete strangers.
And...I don't remember going back to AG to say that, unless I did it to taunt you and then posted the link here. I do remember trying to recruit more people to come over here, and I still do that. My biggest regret from that time was that the backlash caused a witchhunt against other AGers. When Steve brought me over here, we just jumped into our normal routine. It was too effective. |
I can't improve on this post in any way whatsoever. You said it all, Clodfobble. :notworthy
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this took balls
and a box.....and a little cock. and extra funny sauce. nice one, monster....or beest ....prolly monstah tho, hey?
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It was all him, I just did the camera thang. Who knew I was married to such an exhibitionist? He's got more guts than me, that's for sure :lol:
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step 1 - cut a hole in the box
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lol! Rooster damn it!!! I meant rooster! It has a rooster on it!
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regarless who I think is right these lines of sarcasm tickled me funny bones! :lol: |
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This is the internet, right?
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http://cellar.org/showthread.php?p=442497#post442497 |
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tw hits it out of the park:
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classicman agrees. xoxoxoBruce agrees. I applaud you, too, tw. Well said. |
well, hell, even i can agree with tw on that.
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What's with the deletions, not worthy?
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Thanks Bruce -
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