Yes, it's true. I own and operate 4 massage facilities in the Ventura-Santa Barbara area which is about 60 miles north of L.A. (GO LAKERS!!) Sadly, we don't offer 'happy endings'! If we did, I'd be writing this sitting on a beach on some tropical island, while scantilly-clad women bring me drinks heavily-ladened with rum!
Patton, you're memory is almost in tact. The hot-air-ballon-landing-on-top-of -the-MU-building incident was made out of paper and was feet in diameter. We launched it from Ted Maish's house at Laird & Priest. It had red paper circles attached around its sides to make it look like it had port holes and we just for fun we painted a hammer & sickle on the side.
The OTHER hot-air ballon incident took place from Ken Runkel's (class of '70) house. We spent the day constructing hot air balloons made from dry-cleaning bags and birthday candles. That night we had about 6 of them airborne & about to launch a 7th, when a cop came to the house and nearly arrested us -- since they were unidentified, and since they just happened to be in the final approach pattern of Sky Harbor airport, jets trying to land were being diverted over the river bottom.
I realize if we did half the things now that we did back then, I'd be sitting in a cell at Gitmo! For my part, I'm glad we were able to be in high school when we were. Too many memories to write about.
Yes, it's true. I own and operate 4 massage facilities in the Ventura-Santa Barbara area which is about 60 miles north of L.A. (GO LAKERS!!) Sadly, we don't offer 'happy endings'! If we did, I'd be writing this sitting on a beach on some tropical island, while scantilly-clad women bring me drinks heavily-ladened with rum!
Patton, you're memory is almost in tact. The hot-air-ballon-landing-on-top-of -the-MU-building incident was made out of paper and was nine feet in diameter. We launched it from Ted Maish's house at Laird & Priest. It had red paper circles attached around its sides to make it look like it had port holes and we just for fun we painted a hammer & sickle on the side.
The OTHER hot-air ballon incident took place from Ken Runkel's (class of '70) house. We spent the day constructing hot air balloons made from dry-cleaning bags and birthday candles. That night we had about 6 of them airborne & about to launch a 7th, when a cop came to the house and nearly arrested us -- since they were unidentified, and since they just happened to be in the final approach pattern of Sky Harbor airport, jets trying to land were being diverted over the river bottom.
I realize if we did half the things now that we did back then, I'd be sitting in a cell at Gitmo! For my part, I'm glad we were able to be in high school when we were. Too many memories to write about.
What happened to the Movie you and Ted made, can we get copies? Just joking. I was just thinking that I would bet there are Stores in that Movie that are not around anymore. Patton did a good job. And, I already made jokes and already got in trouble. I for one know your places are on the up and up. Your a real honest guy Mike and I know that for sure.
What happened to the Movie you and Ted made, can we get copies? Just joking. I was just thinking that I would bet there are Stores in that Movie that are not around anymore. Patton did a good job. And, I already made jokes and already got in trouble. I for one know your places are on the up and up. Your a real honest guy Mike and I know that for sure.
Langhi
Hmm...Did we make a movie? I seem to have SOME memory of that, but that was a lot of brain cells ago. I'll have to ask TM.
One memory I DO have is you and I on your Honda 90 running away from some guy we apparently pissed off, and you taking off through this plowed field with me hanging on for my life, finally to end up with the front wheel of your bike buried in the mud with the ass end of it sticking up. I was on top of your back, and your face (fortunately you were wearing a helmet), was glued to the speedometer between the handlebars, all the while the horn was going off. As I think about, I'm amazed we're all still alive with limbs and digits intact.
I remember the Horn Button sticking. In my travels today I will be thinking about this. I am sure. I quit reading this website in the evenings Mike. I end up destroying a good nights sleep thinking this stuff out and what happened. We have been friends for a long time Mike. My list of 'FRIENDS' from Tempe is huge and long, and we all go back 50 or more years. Then there is the new list of friends from this website. On November 1st we will all say is it over already. This is why I suggested a 45th Reunion to Diane Hull. It gives friends that are all over the Country a 'Purpose to Reunite'.
The phone rings. It's Delamater running something by me. Do I know where Area 51 is? He wants me to 'seriously now'. To break into Area 51 with him and see if there are Aliens. Are you crazy Mike! This went on for a couple months. I saw my first real Gray/Grey Hair coming out. So I think about this for awhile and decide to do this with Meter. Then after wondering how long we would be in Jail together. We never do Area 51 together. Gas Stations started selling Alien Drivers Licenses and I bought one and Mailed it to Mike. End of Story!
Talk about GITMO.
I totally remember you Mike Landing on me. The Horn Button did not stick. I was pressed up against the Horn Button. I do not remember why. You are probably right.
Louie & Mike:
Not only Louie has fugitive brain cells!! Meter, I thought you knew better than to talk directly with Langhi! Direct contact breaks down his inhibitions and perceptions. He will say or type nonsensical ramblings until Cisco kicks him back into reality.
