Litigation training and the FB.
 

Yes. Yes, you do have to watch out for those snakes. They can be quite mischevious...

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Tulane in the membrane, Insane in the brain!!!
 

You and T&T should either leave or get your own fucking identies. You're both annoying and neither one of you has said anything of value yet.

TM

And now for something interesting.
 

posting b/f reading, so someone may have beat me, but I have three words for you --

Do Not Disturb

Tulane in the membrane, Insane in the brain!!!
 

So let me get this straight -- you are saying that leasing is good for the poor mothers of fancy lawyer-ladies who purport to worry about mom breaking down on the highway but would rather fritter their money away on online poker than buy mumsie a new reliable car?

And here I thought you were one of those nicey-nice posters.

Tulane in the membrane, Insane in the brain!!!
 

Agreed, there are some valid reasons. Actually, any reason is valid to the person using it. If a person just has to have a new car every two years because, well, he must, that is valid to him. The car junkie shouldn't complain about debt though.

Tulane in the membrane, Insane in the brain!!!
 

Yes. That's it. I have never had a car at the end of a lease be worth more than what the "pay-off" value was. They calculate with intricate detail what the car's market value will be in 2, 3 or 4 years. Plus the money factor, until recently, has been amazing.

And who eats in a brand new car Thasher?
Plus, I do my own detailing. Have wax and microfiber cloth - no one does it as good as me - and I'll leave it at that.

And now for something interesting.
 

First time the Mrs. and I had sex, a friend of mine called after round 1. She asked if I was busy, and I said, "Not any more." But that didn't stop us from engaging in round 2.

The Mrs. has engaged in that same felt-bad-about-not-having-sex later activity. There are few things that make me more angry than hearing, "Yes, we should have had sex" or "I was horny, but . . . ."

Litigation training and the FB.
 

Applies to guys and chicks. Don't you watch Friends?

Litigation training and the FB.
 

But more important is the question of whether you do engage in such activities, and, if so, how often.

Tulane in the membrane, Insane in the brain!!!
 

Who eats in any car? WTF, I say. You can't wait to get home or to a restaurant? I glance around when I drive or ride in a car and there are just way too many people filling their faces in cars today. Besides the obvious issues which I won't mention, it should be considered as dangerous as other driving distractions like cell phones and screaming kids. Oh, and people who put their dogs in the bed of their pick-up or let them practically hang out of the window unrestrained should be run over repeatedly and left on the side of the road as a warning to other idiots -- if you value your dog's life that little why not just have it put down. Sheesh.

Hey Macarena
 

I only wished that worked. I can't count the number of times (even 2 weeks ago) when the sign was on the door and that sign serves as no deterrent at all.

The second lock (you know the hookey thing), however, is a great tool.

And now for something interesting.
 

Random hookup in undergrad. We were in my car parked in front of the women's dorm. The thumbs up I received from a curious fraternity brother who just happened to be walking by were not disturbing, and the gesture was returned. It was disturbing several minutes later when campus police knocked on the window with a flashlight. Hookup girl ran nekkid into the dorm, leaving me searching frantically for my underwear.

Somehow, I knew where the girl's room was, and rejoined her after the campus cops were through with me. I remember seeing the sun start to come up as we continued our sweet random hookup lovemaking.

I awoke to the screams of "Get in the closet." I glanced at the clock and saw that it was 8:30. I ran to the closet and was standing in the dark nekkid when I heard her DAD come in the room. They yelled back and forth at each other for what seems like hours but was probably more like 5 minutes. He finally left, and she opened the closet door and threw in my underwear. I weaved my way through the dorm hallway back to my car, avoiding eye contact with the early rising coeds, halfhard under my boxers.

And I don't know if this counts as coitus, but it looks like fb cut off someone's head.

Litigation training and the FB.
 

No. Too much baseball/hockey/football/racing/FoxNews on -- and I don't TIVO.

I feel so special
 

Good god, no. They told her to look female, not lesbian. ;)

Tulane in the membrane, Insane in the brain!!!
 

don't forget the ones who drive with their dog in their lap. good idea. Not. I'd hate to see what happens when the air bag explodes. Or even if it doesn't explode, the impact with the steering wheel has got to be just as bad. And doesn't it affect your ability to steer?

Tulane in the membrane, Insane in the brain!!!
 

I will at some point be in the position of buying vehicles for my mom, don't you worry! And unless I can use my $40,000 fake money winnings to buy said vehicles, my poker playing does not enter the equation.

And now for something interesting.
 

He should have just waited until you were done. He could have lit up using the burning mattress or his roomate's flaming corpse and you could have sat back and smoked together.

TM

I actually have one to share, the last time we did this poll I did not. Probably this accounts for my lowered purity score.

Anyway I was at a gf's house (now an ex) having spent the night after going out with she and her sister for her sister's birthday. Her sister lived a bit away so she spent the night as well.

Sister slept on couch in the living room, and my ex and I were sleeping in the ex's room. There is no lock on the door. My ex wakes up and decides we need to have half awake sex, actually what she decides is she needs to perform sex acts on half awake me, so I'm just laying there, with my back to the door - my ex also had her back to the door with her arms around me and hands located in a variety of places.

Things are just starting to get interesting and I am becoming more awake when in walks her sister. I imagine from the back it just looked like we were spooning, and we were both clothed, so she's totally clueless as to what is going on. She asks ex for whatever it was she needed and walks out.

I just burst out laughing, of course, now, fully awake.

I feel so special
 

Huh? Are you suggesting that lesbians go to Wellesley? No doubt this is true. However, if you are putting forth the claim that the sapphic population is per-capita greater than at any other institution of higher learning (excepting all-male institutions, of course), such claim is dubious indeed; and shit.

Photo Retouch Fun
 

Just in case someone is bored with the sex stories, here is an amusing web site where one can see how photos look before and after being touched up.

Link for Greg's Digital Archive

Photo Retouch Fun
 

The blond lady looks freaky. Her after photo is bizarro.

I feel so special
 

No, copulation.

The Magliozzi brothers wrote a column about this phenomenon. Their analysis was that a car has a pretty consistent annualized repair cost over its lifespan, but consumers don't budget for it. The annualized amount obviously varies from model to model, but it's relatively consistent. So this idea that gradually a car ages to a point where its repair cost will ever-increase until it exceeds the "I should get rid of this piece of shit" factor is a myth --- it only seems that way because a car doesn't require much in the way of repairs during its first two years, and you're still happy with it notwithstanding the repairs for a few years after that, but after you fall out of love with it, you resent each new repair and it seems like you're throwing money down a rathole and it will only get worse.

If true, this means you shouldn't get rid of a car because you expect its annual maintenance costs will increase over time; you should get rid of a car because (1) you're faced with a single catastrophic event that kills the car or requires repairs that approach the cost of obtaining a replacement; or (2) you're honest about the fact that you're getting rid of it because you don't love it any more.

Granted, they're auto mechanics who get paid when cars break down, but they seem like straight shooters. Besides, it's just a variation of sunk cost theory.

Photo Retouch Fun
 

I don't think you belong here.

And now for something interesting.
 

See flower guy on beach story from a few days ago. Also, in college, my roommate commented to me the next morning, "I saw four feet and decided I didn't need to go to bed just then." Not really a coitus interruptus story, because there was no interruptus.

And now for something interesting.
 

You greedy bastard! Why not invite the poor woman into your bedroom for a menagerie a trio?!? Whattayou, too good for the cleaning lady???

Okay, you prurient little cleaning woman snubber, here's a flipside interuptus story. Back in the day, when I interned on Capitol Hill for a prominent female Democratic Senator from California (no names please), I lived in a townhouse with 5 other interns. One night I picked up this Republican tramp at the Hawk and Dove and gave her the old wam bam don't let the door hit you in your soiled pantied ass one night stand. As we were drunk and it was dark, neither of us realized that my roommate was in the room when we came in and did the nasty. And again. And again. So after I walked her to the door in the morning to ensure that she didn't try to swipe any of my Dave Matthews Band CDs, I go back to my br and walk in on my twisted little roommate jacking off while holding the ho's bra that she had apparently left behind in my haste to get rid of her. After I vomitted on him, I proceeded to kick his pervy little ass. Interrupted for real.

O'Canada
 

Bitch, please (did I get the punctuation right?). You have to read between the lines: "The family moved to the Toronto area from California earlier this year...." They just didn't want some Left Coast poser horning in on good old Canadian Hockey.

Fu(Go Wild!)gee

Litigation training and the FB.
 

A friend of mine has a tee-shirt with one red shoe on it. I asked him about it once, and he explained that he's found that in Texas women wearing red shoes generally are going commando. I protested. "I'm wearing red shoes right now." We looked down and, indeed, I was wearing red shoes. "and I'm not going...uh...wait..." I felt around and lo and behold, I wasn't wearing underwear. He just smiled. I've since realized that he's generally right and I tend towards commando when wearing red shoes.

Well for the first 3 years (in the case of piece of shit Jeeps) everything is under warranty. Thereafter it is not.

Photo Retouch Fun
 

If you read the board more than once per century, you might know that I happily participate in sex discussions. Just gave some sex toy advice yesterday, in fact. It was a (lame but emoticon free) joke since others have been complaining about how boring the board has been.

What you say makes sense only if you can envision owning a car for four or five years or more. If you see owning a car for three years, everything is ducky for two years and then things fall apart and the center does not hold. Stung by this anarchy loosed in your garage, you get yourself a new car. If this is your context, you've been reading too much Achebe/Didion/Yeats/etc., but leasing makes sense.

Since I think cars are meant to be kept for several years -- or, in my case, nineteen years -- this outlook strikes me as weird. To me, getting yourself a new car every few years smacks of Imelda Marcos' shoe-buying habits, and I retain the right to be judgmental about this. Perhaps if I were an elderly woman living in an igloo, I might feel differently, but that does not seem to be in the cards for me.

Tribute to TF
 

Hey TF. Congrats on your Braves. This is one of the most remarkable runs in sports history (how many division titles in a row is it? 12?) and well worthy of mine (and Jesse Barfield's) acknowledgment.

That said, I think it's time for a new avatar picture, even if 23 game winner Roy ends up winning the Cy Young.

And now, a story. Freshman year of college, during the "Exotic Erotic" party that my college hosted ("the more risque, the less you pay," or some such nonsense), my friends pulled me over next to my first floor window, and told me to look through the brief corner that was imperfectly covered by my giant Canadian flag.

My roommate was having sex with a skanky fellow frosh. On the bottom bunk of our bedroom. The bottom bunk was mine.

I wish I could say I kicked his ass, but I didn't. I just asked him to wash the sheets, or some shit. I was such a puss.

str8

O'Canada
 

I don't understand what you are saying. Who is they? The article I read said a little girl (from CA) who played for a boys team in Windsor was beat up by her dad (also from CA, not that that has anything to do with anything). Nothing about the team not wanting her to play.

Survivor XXXVI
 

Starts tonight. A preview --

Three years and a month after the first season concluded, the seventh season of Survivor debuts on CBS. The 90-minute debut of Survivor Pearl Islands, which begins at 8 p.m. ET, will follow 16 people stranded on two islands off Panama's coast with nothing but the clothing they're wearing. CBS News reports the cast members "were told to dress to the nines, in preparation for an interview." Jeff Probst says "their reaction to it was fantastic. Their first reaction was, the jaw dropped." Also, Jeff tells the AP that when a player started drowning, he told "antsy rescuers to wait and see if the person's teammates would come to the rescue." Jeff also reveals that this season includes "the greatest lie ever told" and a tribe full of "idiots" and "ugly Americans," The Beacon journal reports.

Photo Retouch Fun
 

Someone, I see, is a little touchy.

And there I go diluting the sex talk myself...

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This might be true if you total the repairs and maintenance you should do. An owner is likely to do what he should. A leasor often ignores everything shooting to just keep running until the turn in day. This results in very low mainenance costs.

The car companies are cracking down on this practice, but in general I bet leased cars still have lower actual costs than purchased cars due to the ignore factor.

My last car I leased, and had it for 3 years. I wouldn't do it again. They were so damn nitpicky I ended up owing a lot more money than I wanted to owe to turn a car back in. Also because I didn't drive it the miles I could have I felt pretty ripped off. Got bad advise from Daddy on that one.

My present car I own. I've had it almost two years, and according to blue book its trade in value is still quite high.

I try to buy cars that maintain their value somewhat, but to me it's a car, not an investment. It needs to look reasonable so people don't look at me in it and shake their heads sadly, satisfy my transportation needs and be safe. That would be in reverse order of importance. It also needs to not break down a lot. Finally I do need to enjoy driving it, or at least not abhore it.

If it does these things or a reasonable balance of them, I'm happy. When it stops doing these things I am no longer happy and it goes.

I have noticed my Dad thinks he knows a lot more about cars than he actually knows. Offer them list my ass.

Survivor XXXVI
 

I am looking forward to this, and I have not followed previous Survivors. I think it's because the cast includes a gravedigger and a mortician. This sounds promising. Naming the show "Survivor" implies that some do not survive. Perhaps this season the show will live up to its title.

I had an old VW Rabbit that started needing more frequent repairs. I asked the repair guy whether it was worth putting more money into it. He told me the smaller relatively inexpensive repairs were worth it, but if it ever required a major repair, forget it.

The current Fugeemobile is loan free and I intend to drive it for several more years. But to me a car is merely a means of getting from Point A to Point B so I don't mind driving an older car.

Tribute to TF
 

Why thank you for noticing. If the Phillies beat the Marlins today, the Braves clinch their 12th consecutive division title. Yesterday, Bobby Cox managed (and I use that term loosely) his 1,900th win. Javy Lopez has 40 HRs as a catcher (and 1 as a PH) and needs two more to top Todd Hundley's 1996 major-league record of 41 home runs by a catcher.

Before getting cable and becoming a Braves fan in the early 80s, the Phillies were my team and it would be grand if they helped us clinch today. That being said, it jinxed us last year to clinch on an off day. I have said that it would be nice for them to clinch tomorrow against the Marlins with me in attendance (which I will be).

And pre-season hockey starts tonight, in case I failed to mention that. I think I will leave the office early so that I can get to the rink and fight little kids for flying pucks in the pre-game warmups.