From: owner-rockford-files-digest@smoe.org (The Rockford Files) To: rockford-files-digest@smoe.org Subject: The Rockford Files V2 #40 Reply-To: rockford-files@smoe.org Sender: owner-rockford-files-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-rockford-files-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk The Rockford Files Monday, January 18 1999 Volume 02 : Number 040 Today's Fjordian Filings: -------------------------------------- Let me stand... Where is Sandi? hey peoples how to open a new restaurant. part 1. (and actual bentent.) oh.... things. well me really. blimey ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 17 Jan 1999 14:53:35 -0500 From: "Lyons, Anne" Subject: Let me stand... ...next to your fire Hey all! I'm out here in San Jose... Took the 7 hour direct flight last night... Oof. But at least I am here rather than back hjome with the nasty ice. Yech. At least my flight wasn't delayed at all. And I'm getting back fairly soon... I take the Red Eye home on Tuesdya night so I am back in Mass in the am on Jan 20... which is very cool. And my boss gave me the day off on Wednesday, so that is even cooler! But I digress... Kathryn- Too funny post from the MA -- Apparently, Doug really does rock as much as y'all have said he does. I have still yet to meet the man, unfortunately! Anyway -- thanks for sharing. Actually, I really don't have much else to say -- stay safe, all! = ) - -Anne ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 17 Jan 1999 17:01:46 -0500 From: Jessica Brandt Subject: Where is Sandi? Gee, where has Sandi been? I mean....she was the only voice of reason on this list, and that's even when she's drunk! Seems like sandi can't post no more. Guess she struck some fear into the heart of that Fearless Leader. Bye Sandi. JEss *********************************************************** * --+-READ THE SHRUBBERY-+-- * http://www.theshrubbery.prohosting.com --New Every Month- -Humor, Music, News and More-- *********************************************************** ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 17 Jan 1999 19:04:00 EST From: SHAP99@aol.com Subject: hey peoples I've been listening to Rufus allllllll day!!! this cd is soooo good!! Nobody here in Jax knows who he is... sooo saaad Well, in case anybody gets the New York Times, there's something in the travel section about Jacksonville. I live in Ponte Vedra Beach which is shown on the map. I thought it was pretty interesting...ok not really... hehe I have to study for exams.. i better get back to the books. Oh yeah, if you have AOL or Instant Messenger and wanna talk email me or IM me or something SHAP99 be my screen name. luv ya - --> jez ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 18 Jan 1999 02:07:57 EST From: F2G2@aol.com Subject: how to open a new restaurant. part 1. (and actual bentent.) "shelves." "did you place an add in the paper for employees?" "so.....where is it?" "i can call people, but really.....there's how many of us?" the nicknames: sharky and cupcake and pedro have actually stuck. seriously. "those aren't the right barstools. welcome to lilliputia." "so we are gonna brew the select export? what kinda barley? double-row why?" "why does this damn 60 disc changer keep skipping over my combustible edison, new beck, goetz and gilberto, rusted root, beatles and instead fixate on george michael? that's the fifth time since the marble arrived that i've heard 'freedom.'" today was meg's birthday. {did you send your flowers?} she did the first post-family splitup dinner tonight......... everyone send 'happy thoughts.' therefore, i spent the night of my first day off over a week watching bizzarro flicks a la "a life less ordinary," the animated "spawn 2," jackie chan's "first strike," and, yes-and, the first "thin man" flick. w/myrna loy and william powell. let the peanut butter chocolate ice cream flow. elisabeth: i actually feel the guilty pleasure of liking 'it's tricky' by run-dmc and some ll cool j. i concluded that one should not feel guilty for a crime of that sort...... merely a conditioned human reaction. sandi: my personal verdict is still out on dee snyder, however, i am a charter member of the kip winger fanclub. i'm going to see the pharcyde in a small club! stacygrrrl: you can come and work at my restaurant anytime. the commute might be tedious, but the money is respectable....... markus: address to me, please. i need a little something sinforosa. i'm thinkin i've seen bf5....uh.....nine times. guess i lose, huh? e: anne quoted macaulay at me. i'm telling......... i'll say a prayer for all you 9 to 5 stiffs while i'm in the hottub around lunch tomorrow. matthew if'n you're feeling friendly, accost my man ira at guyuteita@hotmail.com. he's a homesick midwestern phishhead in ny at culinary school. no pranks, lest the militia grow wroth. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 18 Jan 1999 07:29:56 GMT From: "tavia -" Subject: oh.... things. well me really. heigh ho neighbourettes apologies on the double post way back. thanks for the definition anne, lovely word. welcome leigh 13. :) (not that I have much cool-cred, but leigh is cool people) where is jordan? I truly truly truly regret bringing up the t-shirt thing on the MA... (now *that* was a drunken post) in the neverending saga of my unemployment: the job I thought i had, I dont think I have, in fact I think the lady is strange in the head. why do I attract these people? however, I did manage to score a job!!! and it pays 25 bucks an hour. woo-hoo! unfortunately it is only 3 hours a week on saturday mornings, but it's a start. I get to torture poor kids whose parents want them to get ahead in english in school. I think parents like that are cruel, but when I'm getting paid 25$ an hour I start to care a lot less. and my friend suz got a scholarship to do her doctorate, which means that dr. suz can write me a character reference.... if you live in Brisbane, go to cafe da vinci on racecourse rd, the service is damn good. and the food is fine and not expensive. no I dont work there. but service like that should be rewarded. if i get a p/t or f/t job I already have an offer of a place I could move into, with a nice landlord, v. close to the city and yet in a nice area. it's also close to the theatre. I wanna /t job! cheers all tavie 'perhaps perhaps perhaps' ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 17 Jan 1999 23:45:36 -0800 From: Blue Green Olga Subject: blimey i think my favourite way to misspell smoe.org is smore.org. it inspires thoughts of gooey chocolaty and marshmellowy goodness. I just watched The Practice. am i alone in thinking that Holland Taylor is way too old and too much of a psycho for Dylan McDermott? i think not. 120 Minutes is preempted for the next 2 weeks so i'm lacking in late night entertainment on sundays. i must suggest that the next time any of you are in L.A. and need to be amused by the ribald worls of Larry Flint, i must endorse the Hustler Magazine superstore on Sunset Blvd. It's like the Barnes and Noble of porn. they've even got a cafe. they've also got feather boas and Porn Star t-shirts. not to mention the TV screens that run clips from porn movies. and remember, you must be 18 to enjoy this store to the fullest extent. and while we're on the subject of Sunset Blvd., i nust say that it was wall-to-wall celebrities on friday and saturday nights. Friday night David Boreanaz (Angel from Buffy) was driving his brand new black Mercedes next to us and on saturday, Michael Stipe and Steven Dorff we're conversing outside of some restaurant and we think we may have seen Samuel L. Jackson in a Lexus. oh and of course ther was Joey Buttafuco, who works the door as a bouncer at the Rainbow Bar and Grill (as seen in the Guns and Roses video for Don't Cry). oh and can i stress to you how my life is so much like a sitcom? tonight while searching for a restaurant, we drove 71 miles in two hours, entered the uninviting confines of David Lynch-land, nearly buried by a landslide, sucked into a vortex of bad 80's music, and had a flying giant spider fly INTO the car and cause us to stop in the parking lot of Linens N'Things (thought it would have been funnier if it had been Bed Bath and Beyond) to have a giant freak-out session to see where the spider had gone to. amidst our spasming and laughing, four cars have a DRAG RACE in front of us. we couldn't find the spider and now i have a giant bruise on my thigh from where my friend Erik kicked me while he was screaming like a girl about the crawly spider. it's big and purple. needless to say, we did NOT find the restaurant (though we did find the Del Amo mall from Jackie Brown as well as a couple of other sites from the movie -- all of this in the way-too-scary Inglewood). so we gave up the fight, found the freeway and dined at Canters. and on the way home, i almost beat the fun Memory game on Al's cell phone. yes, they make cell phones with games on them. i only wish i had one of my own. and now that i'm tired from just rethinking that little anecdote, i'm going to go. ~Courtney The Sultraness of Swing "Would you like a mead chaser with that libation?" ------------------------------ End of The Rockford Files V2 #40 ********************************