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One night a police officer was staking out a particularly rowdy bar for possible DUI violations. At closing time, he saw a fellow tumble out of the bar, trip on the curb, and try his keys in five different cars before he found his. Then he sat in the front seat fumbling around with his keys for several minutes. Everyone else left the bar and drove off. Finally, he started his engine and began to pull away.
The officer was waiting for him. He stopped the driver, read him his rights, confirmed the driver was not under medication that might cause his driving to be impaired, and administered a Breathalyzer test. The results showed a reading of 0.0. The puzzled officer demanded to know how that could be. The driver replied, "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."
I've used that one, back in Crestline when I lived there. It was a lot more fun place back then, with only one cop assigned to the entire mountain, a short, fat little turd who wore a Glock with a magazine longer than his... well, you know.He didn't catch many of us, but we usually sent out a decoy about 10 minutes before closing, just in case.
So I was watching this historical documentary[^] last night, I am sure that it was a re-enactment though. But still new found respect for the recently departed man[^] that oversaw the effects. Months of moving figurines millimeter by millimeter for the stop motion animation has to be some majorly tedious work.
On a side note, I like reading the credits to these old films to see if I recognize someone that might have had a bit part but went on to bigger and better things. In this particular film, one of the actors went on to become a Dr.... http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0873743/?ref_=tt_cl_t11[^]
It's a good feeling. I posted an article this week that I've been working on since February. Mostly a huge sense of relief that it's finally done.
It's not going to win any prizes but I'm sure some of the people downloading it will find it useful.
"The secret of happiness is freedom, and the secret of freedom, courage."
Thucydides (B.C. 460-400)
Upvoted for not including a link, although I would have, also, upvoted ... if it had a link.
“Human beings do not live in the objective world alone, nor alone in the world of social activity as ordinarily understood, but are very much at the mercy of the particular language which has become the medium of expression for their society. It is quite an illusion to imagine that one adjusts to reality essentially without the use of language and that language is merely an incidental means of solving specific problems of communication or reflection." Edward Sapir, 1929
I went down the pub.
Not an unusual occurance of a Friday evening.
But this Friday was different.
It came to Midnight, and I was about to go home when in walked the band Cerberus.
I have known these guys since the early 80's, and once shared a flat with Chris (The bassist)
With them walked in Black Bill (not black, merely a c++ programmer for TMobile who always dresses in black)
And Biggles (Not a first world war pilot, but a sysadmin for a bank)
And Jules (she is not a techie, but was once very hot)
In fact about 30 of them walked in and I was transported (wibbly wobbly) back to the late 1980's early 1990's when I dressed in black, silver and leather and was a gothy rocker.
I am now a tweedy middle aged man, so it was a culture shock.
5.00am when I walked in the house, reeling but still awake, but I think that has to do with the Speedtm
Not that I do drugs or anything but 'here, take his', ' yeah ok then'.
Now that I have recovered I have a party to go to, a bbq at a friends house and I am worried about coming down.
Don't do drugs kids, even class C, it screws you.
Obscurum per obscurius.
Ad astra per alas porci.
Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur.