Packers-Vikings Game Thread

Don't let your past asschap get the better of you.  

In the Yooper vs. Henry dozens game......

I'm going with brak.

You'll heal with time.  

Cavebitch is just sad because someone's moving in on his hissy turf.

You amuse me, Henry. It's soooo easy to get you to freak out. My black lab is less predictable than you are. At least with him, when I come downstairs at night, he's thinking he's either going to go out to take a dump, or hes getting a cookie. With you, there's not any guess work involved. All anybody has to do is say something that you, the forum's self-appointed alpha male doesn't like, and you start spitting out nonsensical phrases like "yammering barnacle".

"Well guess what, Gurney Gus."

I should have some friends over, even the couple who still post on this forum, and do a drinking game one Sunday. I wonder who could get you to freak out the fastest, like that time you had a complete mental breakdown on Times Four. At first I thought it was a drunken rant, but ever since then, I've thought you had some serious mental issues. 

Brak will cut a bitch.

No, I didn't get to see the game here. We had the Lions and Patriots. I'll have to watch the highlights tonight. 

Whatever works to cover your shame.  You do remember how this started right?

You're not getting away with pussying out of another trademark meltdown.

What do I have to be ashamed of, Henry? I remember everything, I think, including why this started. Read this, and tell me if I'm missing anything. I have nothing to hide, or be ashamed about, and if I miss a detail, I have no problem admitting to whatever it is you think I've done. 

Somebody asked me to design and host a simple website for a friend of hers that died when she was young. I did what she asked. The name of the lady that asked me for help is Elise. And the name of the lady that died was Dorothy Stratten. I've developed and/or hosted 20 + sites in total since teaching myself HTML and CSS. It was a job, with the only key difference being that I didn't charge her, where I did my other clients (save one, who I was dating at the time). Why? Because both the lady that asked me to design the site, and the person the site was dedicated to, were abused by their husbands. To me, a man that abuses a woman verbally, physically, sexually, emotionally...in any way, be it their wife, their fiancee or girlfriend, their sister, their daughter, or somebody that just met at a party, or walking across a college campus at night, is a scum bag. Rapists and abusers belong with the murderers, and while I may be limited in how I can stand up to them physically, I look for other ways to help wherever I can. Not only is it important to help these women that have been abused to survive, but I feel that it's also important that they women see there are men who aren't like that. What might seem to be common sense to people like us really isn't to somebody that's been beaten by a person they've loved. 

The site Elise and the other members had been using was being bombarded by robots, and advertisements/spam. It was one of the first generation forums, where a topic tree simply opened more with each new post. There were also a few people that were just there to cause trouble, and there was no way to ban somebody from the site. They wanted a php based forum, which I could do for them. So, I did it. I volunteered to host the site-it only costs me a few extra bucks a month on my existing web hosting plan, and if I wanted to, I could write the costs off. The phpbb forum software is a free download, and the slight template customization done to the site I did in my spare time. 

Because this woman was Dorothy Stratten, a Playboy Playmate that was murdered by her estranged husband, you guys made the leap in logic that I had a thing for dead women, which is so ridiculous, it's not worth even acknowledging most of the time. Well, we had a Miss Times Four thread here, and all sorts of women were nominated, as was the case every year for a while. Some of them porn stars. Some of them sisters, or cousins of other members, many of them models, or famous actresses-all of the women beautiful. I thought Dorothy was beautiful. I still do. Her taking her clothes off has nothing to do with it. Her being dead has nothing to do with it. If she were a B movie actress living in Brooklyn, I'd have nominated her just the same. I'd been working on the forum, and an image gallery for the site, and when I had a chance to look at her pictures, she was beautiful. I have never understood why appreciating somebody that was no longer living makes a person sick. It's different altogether if a person obsesses over that person, but that's more a personality issue. Mark David Chapman obsessed about John Lennon before he killed him.

I can put on an old movie, and if I see Greta Garbo, or Betty Grable, Rita Hayworth or Grace Kelly, Marilyn Monroe or Lana Turner, I will appreciate their beauty. I love motion pictures, and if I see one of them in an old black and white classic, I'll be mesmerized for a moment, just as any man was back when the movies came out. Then I'll go back to whatever I was doing. When Raquel Welch and Sophia Loren pass, we shouldn't just forget about them, should we? No. Other ladies that had passed away were nominated for Ms. Times Four, too, in the past, and that same year, if I remember correctly. Audrey Hepburn. Ingrid Bergman. Elizabeth Taylor. None of the people that nominated them were called freaks, or sickos, because they weren't. Neither am I. I'm no different than any of you guys. I'm really not. Why on Earth would I want to devote my time to somebody that that was no longer here when there are so many unbelievably beautiful women that are?

I have done websites for other Playboy models, too. Things just worked out that way. When I was in college, one of my first roommates, Henry, was a photographer. He did weddings primarily, but as is often the case, somebody will know others within the same profession. I met other photographers through him, including a few that did photography for models. We'd throw parties at our apartment, and people would come. While I studied law as an undergraduate student, I wanted something else that I could do, so if I did end up going to law school, I could make money while working towards my JD, and pay off some of my massive student loans at the same time. My photographer friends told me that they made good money shooting for magazines, and model portfolios, and a lot of their clients were going to need sites to host their portfolios. This was the early 90s, the age of the loud and simple websites, with underlined, blinking text, and blinking arrows, and bright, loud colors. Very few people knew how to make sites look any better, and these models wanted to be taken seriously. There was no CSS. People had just figured out that you could organize elements on the screen by using nested tables.  And in talking with these other photogs, it was much easier to refer somebody to a website than carry around a heavy portfolio with hundreds of photographs. If hired, they could bring those in, but to get their foot in the door, if they could email somebody a sneak peek of some different shots from the portfolio-some runway, some fashion. The photogs told me that if I could learn to develop websites, which I did, that I could make some extra money, work as little or as much as I wanted/needed, and I could meet some gorgeous women at the same time. That's how I started meeting and befriending other models, and eventually, several models who shot for, among other publications, Playboy. I signed up on the old site, took a look around to see what they would need, and then did a new site. I've updated the forum software every few months. I've approved new members when they signed up. I booted people on the rare occasion when somebody caused trouble. That's all I do. I also post occasionally to interact with the members. That's really all there is to it. Dorothy died in 1980. There's not a lot of new material coming out. But for those that might see one of the few movies she did, or the movies done about her, if they want a place where they can ask a few questions, this little site offers them a place to do it without worrying about any sick people coming in. Dorothy's work with Playboy is acknowledged, but there's no nudity on the site. I have nothing against it, or nude photography. I subscribed to the magazine for about 5 years, and then just the online site for a few years after that. I never operated under the assumption that I was going to meet and date a Playmate, or a SE model. It was a chance to talk to some beautiful ladies, yes. It was a chance to network. The ladies, by talking to guys, got them to vote for them in certain contests they were involved in. If a Cyber Girl of the Week wanted us to vote for her Hawaiian Tropic shoot to be included in the upcoming annual calendar, we did it. In turn, we talked to them, saw other pictorials they were shooting. In some cases, real friendships were made. These ladies traveled all over the United States to work for different photographers. Occasionally, when they would come into the Metroplex, I'd go out to dinner with one of them. Once I went to a dance club in Dallas. Others I talked to on the phone, and just became friends with them. Occasionally, when one of their friends needed some work done, I did it. 

If you guys have a problem with anything I've said here, I can't control that. You're going to think what you want. I'm not going to change what I do, and I'm certainly not ashamed of anything.

Six years of college and that's more than the sum total of every paper I ever wrote.

Somebody say something?

At least you were not called a prick or a putz.

That's a relief.   I'm waiting for the audio book.

I really thought that Rodgers was...  I'll let myself out.

I award you no points and may God have mercy on your soul. 

WTF is going on here?

Why would someone take the time to write that on a Football message forum?  I'm a little scared and confused.

Why would someone take the time to read that?

Just wait until I write my retort about my blue period.  

Why would somebody take the time to write that?  Oh, I know. A lawyer, bills by the minute. 

...and the beat goes on here at TimesFour...