Huh. Here I thought I was the only one who found signal bleed a beautiful thing.

I still remember this kid, "Steve" (his real name) in college who got caught in the dorm lounge late one night, ahhh, pleasuring himself to the signal bleed. Fool could have chosen to either reach his jeans or the remote, not both at the same time.

Poor bastard.

That's why you wear sweatpants.

Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge

But the real question is, Is he in to Betty?

". . . this doesn't necessarily indicate any ideological position on the issue being litigated, so much as it indicates "just not being a total prick to your coworkers." Ummm, that's my language.

ace, does this mean you have backed off from your position last week?

I've added "nuance."

But the real question is, Is he in to Betty?

You fool! That's BETSY!

Besides, we are we discussing this when there's a war on?

You call it "signal bleed", I call it "sex education for evangelical households".

Without the distortion and static, I had no idea what to do. Took me completely by surprise.

Signal bleed. So many memories.

When I worked for a cable TV company, as an exec one of my perks was free cable service. I got everything, including all the premium movie and pay-per-view channels, all the time. If memory serves, the techs performed a procedure from the headend called "blowing out the box" which meant I got everything all the time. Including, for example, the Spice channel.

It was an exhausting phase of my life.

But, during that period I got to go to the NCTVA convention in New Orleans and met Tiffany Minx at the Spice Channel booth, and got an autographed photo. Tiffany looked even more slutty and nasty in person than she does when working. The photo was inscribed with this coy little comment: "Michael, lawyers make me wet."

One of the high points of my career, actually.

What really amused me were the titles of soft-core cable porn, which usually mimicked a current major movie. My favorite was the flick about a womens' baseball team entitled "A League of Their Moans".

Uh-oh, Michael. I'm sensing an open thread topic sure to ruin whatever mainstream credibility Ace ever hoped to have.

Ahhh, what the hell, I can't resist:

Bang The Bum Slowly.

Splendor in the A$$

And JeffB's favorite, A Queer and Pleasant Stranger.

Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge

Nope, Dave, looks like it's not catching on. Could it be that many of the regular commenters here do not want to admit that they're pornoholics like us?

BTW, did you finish the bathroom?

I don't get it. Everyone's willing to *joke* about it, but own up to it? For shame. Legal activity, and all that.

It's not like I'm ever going up for SCOTUS or anything.

Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge

P.S. RE: bathroom-- if you're joking, go eff yourself.

If you're serious. . . I hate crown molding like I hate carnies. Grrrr. . .

Crown molding? I'm imressed. Do you actually own a miter box?

Okay, now you're being a smart-ass.

No, I'm not being a smart-ass. If you're doing crown molding with a miter box, I'm impressed. I've done some carpentry myself, and made some furniture.

Seriously, Dave, there's nothing that quite appeals to the male psyche like working with wood. I don't know why. I think maybe it's the odor. When you saw or sand wood, the odor is energizing.

I agree. Woodworking is so, so cool. I made all kinds of stuff until some bastards stole my table saw from my back porch. When I get it screened in, I'll set up a little shop back there. Oh boy.

I've made a lot of my own furniture...

Most of the raw materiels have been scavenged from dumpsters. Mahogany tables, wall unit, book cases, etc. Some outfit dumpstered a huge load of mahogany one day and I just scarfed it up...took two loads to get it all.

Discarded oak pallets are wonderful too. Its amazing what a planer can do for a scruffly looking pallet boards.

I love free stuff - the computer I'm typing on came out of the county solid waste recycle bin.

Apologies for calling you a smart-ass, then.

Smart-ass ;-)

Yes, I'm using a miter box. Badly. This is the second time I've put up molding (did the dining room two years ago. . . badly), and I'm not really improving with age. Still, it *is* better looking this time around, and given the alternative-- mangy edges at the ceiling-- I'd rather have slightly imperfect molding than that.

Thank God I'm using a saw, or else I'd swear this conversation was really, really gay.

Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge

Working with Wood - Tonight at 9pm, on the Spice Channel.

Thank God I'm using a saw, or else I'd swear this conversation was really, really gay.

Depends. Are you doing this because your wife has been bugging you to finish the project, or are you a fastidious bachelor who wants to make sure the house looks 'fabulous?'

Ahhh, you guys are just so cute...

At flame time let's remember that you guys turned a playboy thread into a crown molding thread.

It's sweet really.

*Michael blushes, bats his eyes at Lipstick"