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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2022 16:19:05 GMT
You know it's actually Rick that came up with this nickname for broman aka Q aka Queshank (if I spelled that right). He couldn't stand him and actually called him that to his face (in a manner of speaking ) a few times. Q would get frustrated that people weren't paying enough attention to his self and quite dramatically declare that he would delete his account but not before starting a thread to "talk about it". Of course he would get many a "Shane, come back!" moments in said thread, at least in the beginning. He would then a few weeks later come back also dramatically and also by starting a thread where people would tell him how much they missed him. After five or six occurrences of this, even his most stalwart aficionados would barely acknowledge his gone-brought back act. He'd even get some remarks like "Oh watch Q's quitting, it's that time of the month!" so he stopped.
What I promise, I deliver.
There's more of course, much more... be patient.
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Post by jasmine on Oct 19, 2022 20:27:28 GMT
Ironically, Rick is the one who is gone, and he isn’t ever coming back.
Q is alive and well, and continuing to make your udders explode.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2022 20:57:51 GMT
You know it's actually Rick that came up with this nickname for broman aka Q aka Queshank (if I spelled that right). He couldn't stand him and actually called him that to his face (in a manner of speaking ) a few times. Q would get frustrated that people weren't paying enough attention to his self and quite dramatically declare that he would delete his account but not before starting a thread to "talk about it". Of course he would get many a "Shane, come back!" moments in said thread, at least in the beginning. He would then a few weeks later come back also dramatically and also by starting a thread where people would tell him how much they missed him. After five or six occurrences of this, even his most stalwart aficionados would barely acknowledge his gone-brought back act. He'd even get some remarks like "Oh watch Q's quitting, it's that time of the month!" so he stopped. What I promise, I deliver. There's more of course, much more... be patient.
lol. Ahh, now you have me waxing nostalgic.
Rick was one of my closest friends. Not just here on the boards but off them. My daughter has his drawing of a horse hanging on the wall in her apartment. It was he who convinced me to return to help my family's business when I didn't want to. "Treat it like a 4 year military enlistment Jeff. Your wife finishes college and off you go." he would say.
After I moved and before I really got mired in the muck, he and I spent nearly a year planning and discussing a computer game centered around the idea of a central "forum" not unlike LNF where participants would be represented as an avatar in a Roman style forum and venture out into the wilderness to increase their prestige and contributions to the forum. I started to get buried under the responsibility of running the family business and my mother's health issues and put it aside.
I regret immensely that the last time we spent time together digging through offmain music stores in downtown Denver for a pedal I wanted I cut our visit short. I was in a hurry on my way to New Mexico to pick up my psychopath older sister whose car had broken down and my anger at my sister had me shorter with him than I liked in retrospect. He died not long after. I never got to tell him how that 4 year military enlistment turned out. What a disaster it was. But who could have predicted the family matriarch going all mad King Targaryen, amirite? I sure don't blame Rick for it.
And he was also well aware that I routinely deleted my account after 2000 posts in response to his archnemesis weaselteeth's insistence that new posters shouldn't even be allowed to post until they had 2000 posts. I made sure I never had over 2000 posts for the rest of the time weaselteeth (later quiller) was on the boards. Despite WT also being a good friend I regularly kept in touch with off the boards and even had dinner with one night.
We only had one real disagreement that wasn't us playing games and talking together off the boards about what we'd say next. It was on the idea of suicide. My argument is suicide is for cowards. His argument was that Japanese kamikazes weren't cowards. We disagreed pretty vehemently until we dropped it.
But please. Continue with the meltdown. I'm fucking loving this.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2022 21:08:23 GMT
(Psst. My name's not shane. Nearly everyone here knows my name is Jeff. Except ... not surprisingly ... newcomers like you maleorder.)
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Post by jasmine on Oct 19, 2022 21:20:15 GMT
(Psst. My name's not shane. Nearly everyone here knows my name is Jeff. Except ... not surprisingly ... newcomers like you maleorder.) Did your avatar used to be the Silver Surfer? |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2022 21:36:38 GMT
I remember 30 years ago or so. It must have been the spring semester of 1991. Following the death of my roommate in November of 1990, I had moved into my parents' basement in exchange for taking care of my niece and nephew. They had been abandoned by my (psychopath) older sister under the pretext of "taking a week off" after her acrimonious divorce and visiting a friend 3 states away. It was a full year before she came back home which is a dramatic tale deserving of its own post. I was a college student back then working on an English degree. So every morning I would put my 1 year old nephew on my shoulders and take my 3 year old niece by the hand and walk the 4 blocks that separated the house I grew up in where I’m typing this now from the state university I was attending. I would drop them off at the university daycare and goto class, do homework between classes, then pick them up and return home, one on my shoulders, the other drowsy in my arms.
My younger sister was a senior in high school at this time. And my mother had had a dream that to date had been unfulfilled. She wanted to host a foreign exchange student and expose us kids to more cultures. She had enrolled our family home as a backup residence for a student who needed one. And in the spring of 1991, she got her wish. Raul Valenzuela Dominguez from Madrid, Spain had been staying with another local family. But things weren't working out. So our family was up! We were asked to host Raul to finish out his school year. We were all excited.
I grew up in a very liberal family. My dad was a lifelong registered Democrat despite being the kind of guy who banned Dungeons & Dragons and held Sunday night bible readings. But he had one problem. He worked at 3am 6 days a week as a bread salesman for Metz Baking Company. The company that owned Hostess and Old Home bread. (I blame my addiction to Ho Hos on my dad tossing me and my buddies a box of Ho Hos out of his truck every day at lunch when I was a wee lad.) This meant my dad was in bed by 8pm every night. And we kids had all been conditioned to keep things quiet after 8pm or face the Wrath of the Paterfamilias. This is important background for the Ballad of Raul. Raul was an unusual little fellow. Slight of build. He had one of those 80s New Wave haircuts. A curled forelock meticulously groomed and waving it's way over his left eye. He seemed very quiet, and when he did speak he spoke excellent English. (Much better than maleorders if I'm being blunt.) Raul had a darker side that was revealed very soon after he came to live with us. He simply loved to tell everyone that he came to the states to finish high school because American schools are so much easier than the schools in Spain. At 17 years old, his arrogance took one’s breath away. On issue after issue he just couldn’t help himself, he had to tell everyone he encountered how much the United States sucked donkey balls and in Spain everything was superior. It got so bad that I was horrified when my father … angered by Raul constantly waking him up after 8pm … asked him at family dinner one night wtf he was talking about … “Don’t you all live in dirt huts over there?” 30 years later I get it. But at the time I was fucking horrified my dad had lost his temper and been so rude to a kid thousands of miles from home. As I say, we were a very liberal household. My little sister was expected to play “host” for him at school. But she had just transferred from the local Christian high school to the public high school and it was her first year there. Her friends *despised* Raul’s blatant and prominent misogyny. So she avoided him like the plague, going in the front door of the school with Raul after my mom dropped her off to keep up appearances, and walking right back out the side door to go meet with her friends and enter from another entrance. Raul on the other hand was very obviously and very much smitten with my little sister. It was pretty sad. He couldn’t seem to understand what he was doing to repel my sister and her friends so much. I tried to take pity on him. We had similar music tastes. Or maybe I just overwhelmed his music tastes. Somehow or another he was a big Eric Clapton and Doors fan … and I was a big Eric Clapton and Doors fan. I went out of my way trying to be nice to him. He was lonely with no male role models. I was 20 years old so the “cool” older brother that played in a rock band on the weekends. It wasn’t long into Raul’s stay that my dad gave up and decided he was my mom’s problem since she had wanted this so bad. But my mom as a very busy small business owner during the tax season was pretty sick of his rampant misogyny as well, and had little time for his nonsense. So it fell on me to play host for Raul during his final 6 months in America. And my family sure learned a lesson as a collective. If a local family hosting a foreign exchange student kicks him out … there’s probably a reason for it. We never hosted another foreign exchange student. Nobody had the stomach for it. Keep that in mind if you ever find yourself in the same circumstance gentle reader. Oh one more thing. Another thing Raul loved to talk about was how easy it was to get a driver’s license in the United States. It was really super difficult (as all things were) in Spain. But if he got a license in the USA, he could use it to simply get his license in Spain without the tests. That always seemed odd to me but there was no Internet then to confirm it, so we all bought it. Raul took the driving test before going home. Multiple times. Over and over he went in. He had to. He kept failing the test. By the 5th time he was quite frustrated and had a lot of creative excuses for why. And again. Another failure. He returned to Spain without a driver’s license from the states. And none of us ever cared enough to keep in contact with him to find out how his attempts in Spain had gone. Guess whose car he used to practice for the test? Guess who rode with him and taught him how to drive? Yes, that’s right. I’ve been trolling arrogant foreigners with delusions of grandeur for a very … very .. long time. |
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Post by Monster Man on Oct 19, 2022 21:39:12 GMT
Oh man, Dave really is melting down.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2022 21:43:55 GMT
(Psst. My name's not shane. Nearly everyone here knows my name is Jeff. Except ... not surprisingly ... newcomers like you maleorder.) Did your avatar used to be the Silver Surfer?
I've only ever posted as Queshank and Toepick. Toepick was my backup when after 2000 posts there was a problem with the Queshank ID. I lost it altogether once for several months because the boards had glitched and wouldn't let me remake it. Admin fixed it for me when it finally bothered me enough to bring it to his attention. My wife posted occasionally on the original boards as "octopus."
Here on the new boards I've been Triple Crown, 420 and Queshank of course. And one other ID I use once in awhile using a VPN set to Germany (Spotted your ass early on that Fakefrench.) I'll keep that one quiet cuz it's a fun one for confirming I can still be called a genius by the Freodians when I bother to argue the leftist point of view. It's just for my own personal gratification.
But I've never had an avatar that I can recall. It was years before I even added a sig to my profile. Something about "The question is not whether or not we've descended from monkeys, the question is when are we going to stop descending?" If I did have an avatar, the Silver Surfer would have been one I woulda had!  But I think there was a poster who used Joe Satriani's "Surfing with the Alien" album cover as an avatar. It ... might ... have been Autonomy. Good old Roger. I almost joined his Christian rock band. We collaborated on a lot of music. That was another death that hit me hard. |
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Post by jasmine on Oct 19, 2022 23:55:51 GMT
I could have sworn there was a guy named Jeff with a Silver Surfer avatar…
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Post by RWB on Oct 20, 2022 1:15:26 GMT
You know it's actually Rick that came up with this nickname for broman aka Q aka Queshank (if I spelled that right). He couldn't stand him and actually called him that to his face (in a manner of speaking ) a few times. Q would get frustrated that people weren't paying enough attention to his self and quite dramatically declare that he would delete his account but not before starting a thread to "talk about it". Of course he would get many a "Shane, come back!" moments in said thread, at least in the beginning. He would then a few weeks later come back also dramatically and also by starting a thread where people would tell him how much they missed him. After five or six occurrences of this, even his most stalwart aficionados would barely acknowledge his gone-brought back act. He'd even get some remarks like "Oh watch Q's quitting, it's that time of the month!" so he stopped. What I promise, I deliver. There's more of course, much more... be patient.
lol. Ahh, now you have me waxing nostalgic.
Rick was one of my closest friends. Not just here on the boards but off them. My daughter has his drawing of a horse hanging on the wall in her apartment. It was he who convinced me to return to help my family's business when I didn't want to. "Treat it like a 4 year military enlistment Jeff. Your wife finishes college and off you go." he would say.
After I moved and before I really got mired in the muck, he and I spent nearly a year planning and discussing a computer game centered around the idea of a central "forum" not unlike LNF where participants would be represented as an avatar in a Roman style forum and venture out into the wilderness to increase their prestige and contributions to the forum. I started to get buried under the responsibility of running the family business and my mother's health issues and put it aside.
I regret immensely that the last time we spent time together digging through offmain music stores in downtown Denver for a pedal I wanted I cut our visit short. I was in a hurry on my way to New Mexico to pick up my psychopath older sister whose car had broken down and my anger at my sister had me shorter with him than I liked in retrospect. He died not long after. I never got to tell him how that 4 year military enlistment turned out. What a disaster it was. But who could have predicted the family matriarch going all mad King Targaryen, amirite? I sure don't blame Rick for it.
And he was also well aware that I routinely deleted my account after 2000 posts in response to his archnemesis weaselteeth's insistence that new posters shouldn't even be allowed to post until they had 2000 posts. I made sure I never had over 2000 posts for the rest of the time weaselteeth (later quiller) was on the boards. Despite WT also being a good friend I regularly kept in touch with off the boards and even had dinner with one night.
We only had one real disagreement that wasn't us playing games and talking together off the boards about what we'd say next. It was on the idea of suicide. My argument is suicide is for cowards. His argument was that Japanese kamikazes weren't cowards. We disagreed pretty vehemently until we dropped it.
But please. Continue with the meltdown. I'm fucking loving this.
Rick was a cool Liberal not a shit stain Douchebag like Davejavu Ulysses the Attention Whore psychopath troll or the oldcrapper. |
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Post by limey² on Oct 20, 2022 2:49:30 GMT
(Psst. My name's not shane. Nearly everyone here knows my name is Jeff. Except ... not surprisingly ... newcomers like you maleorder.) I'm the newcomer. What is this "maleorder" foolishness? |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2022 14:29:06 GMT
I could have sworn there was a guy named Jeff with a Silver Surfer avatar…
Wasn't he an actual poster with the username Jeff?
This rings a bell. But honestly I don't think I've ever had an avatar. If I did it was some night after a gig when I was up half the night high on performance energy, marijuana and with a few shots of after closing barworker alcohol in my system, and I probably didn't remember and never noticed.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2022 16:07:38 GMT
I could have sworn there was a guy named Jeff with a Silver Surfer avatar…
Wasn't he an actual poster with the username Jeff?
This rings a bell. But honestly I don't think I've ever had an avatar. If I did it was some night after a gig when I was up half the night high on performance energy, marijuana and with a few shots of after closing barworker alcohol in my system, and I probably didn't remember and never noticed.
You were too involved with your own pitiful self to notice anyone else. Jeff was a regular poster, who posted almost exclusively on the religious forum. He'd frequently get angry and would use convoluted expressions that he was amazingly the only one in the world to use. A quick search on google would get zero hits, a rare event given the crap that people post often. He was black, hence his silver surfer avatar and quite knowledgeable of certain matters. MFA was closer to him than any other poster was. It's no wonder you never noticed him, you self-involved narcissistic pig. How dare you claim that Rick was your friend. He was the exact opposite of you in almost every way!!! He was a rebel, you were a sycophant. He hated WT, you assholes were good friends. You couldn't pick (toepick) two people more dissimilar!!! |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2022 16:49:19 GMT
(Psst. My name's not shane. Nearly everyone here knows my name is Jeff. Except ... not surprisingly ... newcomers like you maleorder.) "Shane, Come Back." is a line in a movie, you dumbass. No wonder you entertain the delusion that you're a superior mind, you don't get the allusions of others and assume that there's nothing there. If you weren't this self-involved narcissistic pig, you would realize this, but you are, so you won't. Like many imbeciles, you're protected by your own stupidity, like a blind man who's not troubled by a flashlight brusquely aimed at his face. |
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Post by Mercy for All on Oct 20, 2022 19:34:17 GMT
(Psst. My name's not shane. Nearly everyone here knows my name is Jeff. Except ... not surprisingly ... newcomers like you maleorder.) Did your avatar used to be the Silver Surfer? That was jeff. Different poster. I made that avatar. I was looking for it on my computer, but I think I deleted my LNF folder some years ago. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2022 19:46:33 GMT
Did your avatar used to be the Silver Surfer? That was jeff. Different poster. I made that avatar. I was looking for it on my computer, but I think I deleted my LNF folder some years ago. Yes , one day he got really upset and he left, or was banned. Who knows which? Maybe you do. |
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Post by jasmine on Oct 20, 2022 22:10:00 GMT
Did your avatar used to be the Silver Surfer? That was jeff. Different poster. I made that avatar. I was looking for it on my computer, but I think I deleted my LNF folder some years ago. Cool. I knew I wasn't imagining things. If you are still in touch with him, please ask him to drop in now and again. |
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Post by Mercy for All on Oct 20, 2022 22:47:45 GMT
That was jeff. Different poster. I made that avatar. I was looking for it on my computer, but I think I deleted my LNF folder some years ago. Cool. I knew I wasn't imagining things. If you are still in touch with him, please ask him to drop in now and again. I can pretty well guarantee he won't, but I can mention it. |
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Post by jasmine on Oct 21, 2022 0:05:05 GMT
Cool. I knew I wasn't imagining things. If you are still in touch with him, please ask him to drop in now and again. I can pretty well guarantee he won't, but I can mention it. He doesn’t have to talk politics. Just let us know how he is doing. I seem to remember he was a really good guy. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2022 6:35:37 GMT
I can pretty well guarantee he won't, but I can mention it. He doesn’t have to talk politics. Just let us know how he is doing. I seem to remember he was a really good guy. So now you're pretending to know him. Earlier you thought he was broman, even though they are as different as oil and water. Idiot. |
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But I think there was a poster who used Joe Satriani's "Surfing with the Alien" album cover as an avatar. It ... might ... have been Autonomy. Good old Roger. I almost joined his Christian rock band. We collaborated on a lot of music. That was another death that hit me hard.
