Would you believe? Post something about yourself.

[Steve(version_2.0)]

I am a newbie. Amazing? No.

[Angel]

Wow - I think I got lost somewhere

I'm a newbie here - so just ignore me if i suddenly get anywhere I'm not suppose to

[BigV]

Hello Angel. Welcome to the cellar.

Um, where was it you think you were headed? As for the cellar, you'll find (assuming you packed your Nomex underthings) that there are no places your not supposed to get to.

This thread is the "Post something about yourself" part of the conversation(s). So...post.

You could start with your profile picture. Do you want an icepack or an Advil or something?

[Kagen4o4]

people just cant get enough of me can they?

[xoxoxoBruce]

Steve, Angel, Wiz...welcome to the Cellar.

[skysidhe]

Originally Posted by xoxoxoBruce

Steve, Angel, Wiz...welcome to the Cellar.

and buddug too.

[DanaC]

I somehow found my way back here.....Was exploring, fell down a set of steps and landed in a heap in the Cellar....Howdy Cellarites:P

[glatt]

Originally Posted by DanaC

I somehow found my way back here.....Was exploring, fell down a set of steps and landed in a heap in the Cellar....Howdy Cellarites:P

Howdy. Where ya been?

[skysidhe]

I am basically Niave but not suprised.

I am knowlegable in theory but unlearned in practice.



whatever that means....


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hello DanaC

Is 'C' for Cellar?? :P

[DanaC]

ohhh.....ya know....floatin here....floatin there.....I got into local politics and somehow that meant not having a life beyond my work :P The person who persuaded me to run for office lied and told me it owuld only take a day or two a week :P

I once had a maggot living in my knee , and eating my flesh . A photograph of my knee is in a medical book on tropical medicine as a result .

My children were christened by the vicar who buried Charlie Chaplin .

I was once given a perm in Spain , and only realized that this was happening to me at the last minute . I then shaved my head .

I spent a night in a police cell .

I am no longer entitled to a full British passport as I have lost eight of them , and am suspected of selling them I suppose .

I was once rowing a little boat in the Retiro park in the centre of Madrid when a naked Pole swam up to my boat and got in . My boat and its contents were removed by an official speedboat .

I have had pneumonia twice .

I once accidentally dropped some cooked steaks into a bucket of dirty water . I rinsed them off and served them to my innocent guests .

I was once swam around all the big ships in the port in Barcelona , and was removed by the police .

I hid in a French military barracks in Germany for a few weeks .

I once invited a beggar-girl off the street to live in my house for a few days .

I once danced naked at a college ball .

I shall bore you no further .

Originally Posted by Buddug

I once had a maggot living in my knee , and eating my flesh .

I had one in my finger... it was very cool.

[jonesieQ]

Originally Posted by Buddug

I once had a maggot living in my knee , and eating my flesh...edit,edit...I once danced naked at a college ball .

I shall bore you no further.

You're triggering a myriad of memories...

I once peed off a balcony in Spain, right onto the head of a gardener.

I clobbered an Algerian over the head with a metal tipped umbrella while screaming obscenities at him, at a photo booth on the Ave. Wagram in Paris. He and his buds were bothering me and my friend while we were in the booth. I was twelve years old. I ran out, found a cop, described what happened and he said, "Well, seems like you took care of it", then chuckled and walked. Goddamn Parisians.

A group of friends and I scaled the reservoir fence on McArthur Blvd. outside Wash. D.C. to go skinny-dipping. The cops arrived lights and sirenes a-blowin'. We went back over the fence a lot faster and man did we run.

Wasn't the first time I scaled a fence: went to an international school in France that was surrounded on all sides by a tall chain link fence with barbed wire across the top. Entrance and exit was through one electric gate controlled by the "concierge". The only area where the fence was shorter and had no barbed wire was on the playground. I made a break for it, and spent the afternoon swinging on swings in a nearby park, admiring the beautiful fall day. I wrote an essay about it for writing class and won 1st prize.

And now my head's swimming with this stuff...seems that nomadic lives bring some strange experiences...of course they weren't at the time, but looking back now???? Bit of twilight zone in there.

[DanaC]

*chuckles* bravo Buddog ! I feel I, if not know you, aught to know you.

Skysidhe ( is that pronounced Sky she?) the 'c' could be for cellar..but is actually for my surname

[skysidhe]

Originally Posted by DanaC

*chuckles* bravo Buddog ! I feel I, if not know you, aught to know you.

Skysidhe ( is that pronounced Sky she?) the 'c' could be for cellar..but is actually for my surname

yes, shee

skyshee = airhead