happythoughts 0 #76 December 13, 2002 "...and right into the front of my Plymouth 'Cuda. Holy SHIT was I pissed! I wanted to kill him! I restrained myself though..." This is a BS story. No one would have had that much restraint. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jceman 1 #77 December 13, 2002 OK Jessica, since you asked so nicely. I met Lynn when we were both in second grade and my family moved into the same neighborhood as hers. She doesn't remember back to that, but why wouyld she? I was just another of the boys in the neigborhood. Lynn, on the other had, was the best athlete around and more than a little tomboy. When we got up a neighborhood baseball game, she would be one of the very first chosen, I was always last. She went to Catholic school, I went to Lutheran. Fast forward to high school. First I learn that her name is Lynn; we had always called her Penny, as that was her family's nick for her. She always had one boyfriend and got rid of him by summer (hey, someone had to carry that alto sax to school, sure wan't going to be her!); I went with a couple different girls but never anything serious. We went on more than a couple double dates. When homecoming rolled around our senior year, my best friend and I had decided we were going to skip the dance and take in a movie after the football game. Hah! Lynn was in her second year as president of the Girl's Athletic Association and as such automatically on the homecoming court, she had no boyfriend and had told her friends she was not going to have one this year. Hah! On Tuesday night of homecoming we were working on the senior flaot and someone needed to get some supplies, Bob and I volunteered. When we returned we had to walk through a small room to get into the garage space where construction was being done and as we did, we were surrounded by ten or so of our classmates of the feminine persuasion. One of them spoke up and said "Bob and Jack, you are taking Lynn and Sharon to Homecoming!" in a tone that clearly would brook no disagreement. I looked at Bob and told him that I had always wanted to ask Lynn out, so if he would ask Sharon, it would work for me, he agreed. I went home and gave Lynn a call to ask her if she would go to the dance with me, figuring, "What the hey. I know it's late, but if she says no, so what?". Not like it was my idea anyway. She said fine and I agreed to pick her up at her house after the game. We couldn't go to the game together as she was in the band (remember the alto sax?). A good time was had by all and we even went to a movie the next week. I was stunned the next week when she asked me to the Sadie Hawkins Dance, but not as stunned as our classmates. Things progressed from there. I carried that damned alto sax the whole year. That ultimatum was given to us on October 5, 1965. Sorry to say things didn't workout as well for Bob and Sharon. And yes, I have thanked those ladies. The alto sax? It's descendant is in our oldest grandson's possesion. Faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, more money. Why do they call it "Tourist Season" if we can't shoot them? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Samurai136 0 #78 December 13, 2002 We became friends over a year in college. The relationship lasted until she finished school, about 3 years. Then she decided that she didn't want me to have to give anything up or regret giving anything up to be with her. She wouldn't let the relationship advance. She moved away and said she never wanted to speak to me again. I was heart broken 4 of the past 7 years since that happened. Now, I only remember that she looked better than Jenny McCarthey, she has pacific ocean blue eyes, and a laugh that made me feel special. I think that qualifies as 'love of my life'. But then I suppose there's Skydiving... Ken "Buttons aren't toys." - Trillian Ken Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jessd 0 #79 December 13, 2002 My friend's band was playing a show at a local club. After the show, we all went back to his house for more beers and an acoustic jam. We partied until 5 in the morning. During that time I started talking to this kid - Jimmy. I had seen him a few times before, even went to a few parties at his house. Around 5 I decided that I was going to walk the mile back to my house. He offered to walk me home. We ended up talking outside my house for another hour or so - it was real sweet. We dated for 5 years, live together for 3. We broke up over some stupid shit. We always still talked everything during this time. But, after about 1 year apart we are back together and everything is great. Even better than before. "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away..." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jfields 0 #80 December 13, 2002 Blind date. http://www.jennandjustin.com/aboutus-firstdate.asp Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
sunshine 2 #81 December 13, 2002 Ok, so i told the story of how i met my kitty, i guess i can tell the story of how i met my sweetie. And yes, i know i owe HH pimp fees for it. He was coming to the Memorial Day boogie and needed someone to pick him up at the airport. I had no idea he liked me and was hoping to hook up with me. The only time i ever talked to him was in the pub. Anyhoo, i was sitting next to baggage claim talking to him on the cel phone trying to explain where i was so he could find me. Then i saw this total hottie walking toward me with a gear bag over his shoulder and a cel phone by his ear. I can still remember exactly what he was wearing. The moment will forever be in my memory. We didn't actually get together that weekend cause i was with someone else. After he went home, we kept in touch and became very good freinds. A few months later he was flying in for another boogie and this time i was single. I picked him up at the airport and from that moment on we've been together. He is the most wonderful, sweetest person i've ever met. I am so lucky to have the bestest boyfreind in the world. And he even likes my pyscho kitty!! He's a keeper. ___________________________________________ meow I get a Mike hug! I get a Mike hug! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Cajones 0 #82 December 13, 2002 We met in Quincy 2001. She came by to pick up a t-shirt. Eyes met and locked, just long enough to see through each other, but short enough to ask ourselves "What just happened?" I won't exaggerate. This happens to me with people, on occasion. It was just a sign that I needed to get to know this person. Over the next year, I casually look for other signs of this person in my world. Talk to people that know her, and just keep her on the shelf with other people I know I'll meet again, someday. Rantoul 2001: I arrive a couple of days before the Convention to set up my gear, install a server at Illicom for the web stream, and plan with the other Martini vidiots for the Convention. She's there early, too. And looking great! I even remember her name. Her Rodriguez name, which she never could remember. I should - I gave it to her, but she's surprised, nonetheless. We start talking, hanging-out with the video crew. It's difficult to get one-on-one, 'cause the guys are behaving like guys. No biggie - that's the way things are supposed to be. We do have a few good moments, where everyone stops talking and watches us, as they realize we've forgot they exist. I realize in these moments, she's my kind of person. It's not a romantic type thing - just a people type thing. I was at a point in my life where romance was not important. Knowing people and sharing with my friends was all I wanted/needed. I knew she would be a friend. I felt I knew she would be a friend a year ago, this just confirmed it. We spent time together over the next week, getting to know each other. We jumped together, packed together, partied together, and still did our own thing. It was still a friendship. One that felt years old. We would joke about "Convention Time" - how time can warp or stand still; that time spent there was multiplied for the rest of the world. We spent most of a day just telling our life stories, and many late nights explaining our beliefs and who we really are. Those hours gave me more than days and weeks and months spent with other people. An exceptional person. A passionate person. An adrenalin junkie. A brilliant teacher. A student of life. Spiritual in the same weird ways. Connected and understanding... Not to mention drop-dead sexy. I fought the urge to fall for her. Friendship, with someone like her, was much more important. Romance just didn't make sense. We parted, things unsaid, as we were both sure was best. I knew she had things to resolve back home, and I had too many things I wanted to see, too many places to go, and people to meet - to get involved with anyone. Countless e-mails and phone calls. It was supposed to get easier as time went by. I missed her more. I wanted just to see her, to slip into "Convention Time" and spend a few hours understanding. I dreamt of skydives with her. Eventually, I went to visit her. She had been having some bad days. I wanted to bring her some good days. Good days we had. We talked 'til the sun came up, and jumped out of airplanes. I won't say we picked up where we left off. We picked up in a different way. I had resolved we would be friends, and so did she. Somewhere, as she looked inside of me, and I was looking back at her, those barriers just melted away. It was pretty scary that someone could walk right through locked doors. When I realized I was falling in love with this woman - I was somewhat confused. I didn't want this to happen. It wasn't supposed to happen. I almost felt like I was crossing a line. Fortunately, she was crossing the line with me. Both scared, we pressed on. Eventually the fear went away. Paths and possibilities appeared before us. Hope and incomparable joy filled my life. I had been happy by myself. I was willing to accept what great things life had given me. Now, I have so much more. I hope each and every one of you can come to know such happiness. The laws of physics are strictly enforced. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
RevJim 0 #83 December 13, 2002 Yes, I did have restraint. I'm a calm, cool, collected guy. That said, I was trying to figure out way to rig explosives into his car.... Luckily, he just took out the drivers side front fender. ever try and find replacement body parts at reasonable prices for late 60's and early 70's muscle cars? That car is long gone, but my fathers 2 cars he still has left, are going to be in my driveway eventually. The 69 Plymouth Roadrunner has no engine, and has the typical Wisconsin-salt body. I happen to have a 69 440 ready to drop in.... The 68 Plymouth GTX has a 440 Super Commando, on which he transplanted a 6 barrel race setup from a 70 'Cuda. It also has a "Wisconsin body", but also has a rust free Arizona body sitting next to it. It runs great, but has a bad tranny leak. He doesn't drive it anymore, and wants to trade it for a Harley. I'm looking for a Harley, just to give it to my Dad....Muscle cars do not just live in our memories, they still live, you just gotta seek them out.... One of the biggest shows/swap meets in the Midwest is less than 15 miles from my house at Iola Long live the Muscle Car, and the people it has brought together! It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Schroeder 0 #84 December 13, 2002 gymnastics gym, drop-in adult night. Her: Sexy Senior Gym Coaching Staff Me: Sexy Skier dude, come to work on my inverts It took some doing, but now, I think we're up around 8 or 9 months together, and I'm having the time of my life. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Slappie 9 #85 December 13, 2002 I met my current girlfriend online in a chat room. I was an Oper on the network an was board so I sat in a chat room talking BS'n with everyone an in pops this "bubbles" nickname an I noticed the ISP was from Houston so I struck up a convo.. We met that night for some drinks an I haven't been able to get rid of her since.. This was almost 2 years ago.. She moved in with my back in Nov 01 right after that terrible creeper broke my collar bone. I guess you could say we're happy.. I am. Hardly see her anymore except at night.. She's in night school an I'm playing on the computer ect.. one day.. I'm not looking for a marraige an I dont think she is either. So we're a perfect fit. "Find out just what any people will quietly submit to and you have found out the exact measure of injustice and wrong which will be imposed upon them." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
happythoughts 0 #86 December 13, 2002 My bud had a '70 Cuda. Sweet car. Mine was a Challenger 383 Mag. Posi-trac with 10.5 inch tires. Went through a transmission, rear-end, 3 sets of rear end tires in one year. If your passenger can pick up a $20 off the dashboard, you don't have acceleration. Just sold my last toy 2 months ago. An '82 El Camino with perfect body, interior, and paint. 70K miles. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
skybytch 273 #87 December 13, 2002 I was about a year out of high school, working in a small liquor store/deli in a very small town. It was slow and I was working alone when this tall slender good looking guy came in. We started chatting and I felt "something" - like I just knew that this person was going to be very important to me someday. We talked for about an hour before he came to his senses and realized he had to get the beer back home to his waiting girlfriend. Fast forward 2 years - even though we both lived in the same small town (about 4000 people) I hadn't seen him again until one day when I drove up to my mom's gas station and there was this tall slender good looking new employee. We chatted for a good 45 minutes, neither of us remembering that day in the liquor store. Again I had a "feeling" like I'd known him forever. Got home and immediately asked my mom what she knew about her new employee - she said she thought he was living with someone which totally bummed me out! Mom's gas station was right on my way to and from work so I started dropping in and visiting with him pretty much every day. Lots of flirting and many hours of conversation over then next month or so, then one day I got my nerve up and asked him over to dinner (parents were out on the town that night). He accepted, with the caveat that he needed to go finalize the breakup with the woman he used to live with (she'd moved out but they still were friendly and the "it's over" conversation still needed to be done). He got that out of the way, we had a nice steak dinner, I put my kid (just a baby at the time) to bed and....yeah. So anyway. Within a few weeks I was spending pretty much every weekend at his place; moved in five months later. After a lot of ups and downs and living together/not living together and long distance relationship stuff over the next 16 years, I broke up with him last March. Still love him dearly and we're still "friends with benefits," for now anyway... who knows what the future will bring? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
RevJim 0 #88 December 13, 2002 Quote Posi-trac That's a Chevy term! Blasphemy! Sure-Grip OK, so I'm being anal.....I grew up with Mopars....never knew them as "Classics" or "Muscle Cars" back then, just "Our Cars". Then I grew up, got to knoew them very well, inside and out, by turning wrenches. Mopars are my babies. Gotta give ya credit though. You correctly labeled the 383 in the Challenger as a "Magnum", and didn't try and tell me it was a "6 Pack" It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
kingbunky 3 #89 December 13, 2002 i met my missus in a chat room... i was newly single, she was at the tail end of her marriage, found out we lived in the same town, met for a beer, didn't see each other again for about 6 months, met up again, started dating, our 3rd anniversary is in march! and she took me skydiving for the first time!"Hang on a sec, the young'uns are throwin' beer cans at a golf cart." MB4252 TDS699 killing threads since 2001 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
happythoughts 0 #90 December 13, 2002 Quote Gotta give ya credit though. You correctly labeled the 383 in the Challenger as a "Magnum", and didn't try and tell me it was a "6 Pack" Had a friend with a Challenger convertible. 440 with 3 deuces. Rolled it over. Mine had the standard 4-barrel, but drank it to the tune of 8mpg-city 9-hw. All black paint, interior, and vinyl hard top. Chrome bumpers and 5-spoke rims. Black-wall tires. Purty! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
RevJim 0 #91 December 13, 2002 Quote Had a friend with a Challenger convertible. 440 with 3 deuces. Ahhh, now that was a 6 Pack. My 'Cuda had a fresh 340 4bbl when i got it, and less than 2000 miles later, a rod cap decided to leave the engine via the drivers side of the engine block. The rebuilder of that engine obviously didn't know what plasti-gauge was. Dropped in a weak 360 for a temporary powerplant, then my Dad gave me the 440 out of his Roadrunner (it wasn't original in there either). God was that car fun after that! Had to sell it for financial reasons (fucking bill collectors), and that's the reason the Roadrunner is still sitting sans engine.It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
skymama 37 #92 December 13, 2002 Aw, that's such a sweet way of telling your story, Cajones! I can remember when I asked you about your relationship in Z-hills. All the sudden the look in your eyes changed and you got a big, goofy grin on your face before you answered me. I thought, "oh yes...this is a man who's whipped." She is Da Man, and you better not mess with Da Man, because she will lay some keepdown on you faster than, well, really fast. ~Billvon Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
GrumpySmurf 0 #93 December 13, 2002 "If your passenger can pick up a $20 off the dashboard, you don't have acceleration." If the passenger seat has more holding capability than your tires and suspension - you don't have handling "An '82 El Camino " EL CAMINO! Everytime I see one of those, I keep thinking of 'The Mexican' - just cracks me up. That's a vehcile with personality. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
craichead 0 #94 December 13, 2002 Hmm, how I met the infamous AndyMan... Well, I had seen him around the DZ (Chicagoland Skydiving) a couple times, but never actually talked to him. The weekend I did my first solo jump, my friend Heather and I pitched our tent next to his. The next morning, I recall walking by his tent several times, and he was snoring VERY loudly. I was highly amused by this and wondered who was in the tent. When he finally emerged, I happened to be standing there. (The beginnings of my stalking him, I imagine.) He looked around, saw me and said, "You KNOW you were really asleep when you don't notice ten planes parking behind your tent!" I sort of laughed, agreed and walked off (I was preoccupied with preparing for my Level 2). I didn't talk to him again... ...until the next weekend, when I dislocated my shoulder. My friend drove me to the hospital, I got fixed, checked out, and we drove back to the DZ so that she could get on the sunset load. While she was in the air, I just started chatting with Andy and some other people. For some reason, I distinctly recall helping him put an Icarus Canopies sticker on his helmet. A big group of us then went out to dinner, and Andy drove me back home since he lives in the city, too. I gave him my business card, and he emailed me the next day. He said, "I'm Andy, the guy who drove you back from Hinckley last night. This is my email and this is my cell phone. We should definitely talk before next weekend." Initially, I thought he was the biggest geek (he still is), but I ended up going out with him for drinks anyway -- thought it was a totally innocent, platonic friends kind of thing (even though I totally wanted him after he drove me home from the DZ...intelligent conversations are always a turn-on ). We went to a wine bar, got kinda drunk and then he invited me back to his place to "watch skydiving movies." HAHA! We actually did watch skydiving videos that he shot, but that deteriorated rather quickly... And the rest, they say, is history. -P __ "Scared of love, love and aeroplanes...falling out, I said takes no brains." -- Andy Partridge (XTC) Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Vallerina 2 #95 December 13, 2002 Quote even though I totally wanted him after he drove me home from the DZ...intelligent conversations are always a turn-on ). Huh???? Andyman?????? Just kidding...you guys are great together!There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Cajun 0 #96 December 13, 2002 She was drunk and her mother introduced us, kinda strange but I guess made a good impression Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
ibrobinm 0 #97 December 13, 2002 Missy,Missy,Missy Gotta love ya! Next time you have to choose between two evils, choose the one you've never tried before. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
moodyskydiver 0 #98 December 14, 2002 LOL! Dream on! No one can handle the Moody One. "...just an earthbound misfit, I." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
SpeedRacer 1 #99 December 14, 2002 we'll see if this goes thru... the last two times I tried it the server timed out... moodyskydiver, don't be a wuss!! I'm 38 yrs old, been in love a couple times, been dumped, etc. etc. Maybe 38 seems impossibly old to you & time to throw in the towel, but that's bullshit!! I'm still out there prowling around, & still having a great time!! Fuckin' get in the door, the green light is on!! Speed Racer -------------------------------------------------- Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
skycop 0 #100 December 14, 2002 I had just hooked this broad for prostitution, and I thought, wow............she's kinda cute..........and the rest is history. "Just 'cause I'm simple, don't mean I'm stewpid!" Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
