[DeTomaso] Forum content

[Garth Rodericks]

Well said Lynn!  
Although I think I vomited in my mouth too.  And I cringed at the thought of a kid careening a stroller through a car show!  Also, no place for pets!
Thanks for a good read.
Garth

-----Original Message-----
From: Lynn Wall <lwall67 at gmail.com>
To: davel <davel at emspace.com>; DeTomaso <DeTomaso at poca.com>; 'Mad Dog Antenucci' <teampantera at yahoo.com>; drfortinbras <drfortinbras at gmail.com>
Sent: Thu, Feb 12, 2015 12:58 pm
Subject: Re: [DeTomaso] Forum content


I've been thinking too.

I kind of view this forum as follows:

I'm walking through a really cool car show.  Up ahead there is a group of
people engaged in discussion.  I know they are car people attending this
show because the beards are ugly, a couple guys have mutton chops, most are
in some stage of balding, at least one has an extremely tiny dog on a leash,
all are carrying some type of beverage and several are chewing on cigars
that should have been thrown away 8 hours ago.

As I get closer I realize that despite their differences in appearance and
opinions every person is heard and treated respectfully.  Some comments
don't get any response, others go on seemingly forever. I can tell though
that I am welcome to contribute anytime.  When a guy asks for help with
something on his car, 90 percent of the group drop what they are doing and
head over to help this guy out.

Sometimes when a boring topic goes on for too long I kind of tune out.  I
turn my head to the right and see the 70 year old lady that is dressed like
an 18 year old.  She has booty shorts, a tank top with the back shredded
that displays too much leather, errr skin and 5 inch strappy stiletto heels
and a ball cap with a verrrry thin ponytail out the hole in the back.   Her
belly piercing shows as she struggles walking across the damp grass, each
finger bearing an impossible load of gold jewelry.

After I vomit in my mouth I turn to my left and see the 6'4" 145 pound guy
in denim cut offs, white knee socks, metallica tank top and a faux hawk
haircut.  He is wearing white and red Puma tennis shoes and has a chain
between his wallet and the most secure part of his outfit, the worn belt
loop.  He has some barbwire tattooed on his bicep and betty boop on his
calf.  His girlfriend could be his twin and probably is.  Their child is
pushing an empty stroller at a dead run while every car owner attempts to
dive between the out-of-control kid and their car.

Shaking my head I turn my attention back to the conversation to see if it
interests me yet.  Typically it does.  Again, I can chime in at any time, I
can leave at any time.  The final thing I know is that if I shout a demand
to change the topic or complain that the current topic is boring, the group
will stop and stare and then slowly break up and reconvene a few feet away.
BTW, I will be welcome there as well.

Just some ramblings, I will see you at Houston.  I will be the 6'2" guy with
a fishnet tank top, 70s shorts, white knee high socks, Birkenstocks and a
sony Walkman on my leather braided belt.  Oh and a diet coke.

Lynn

-------------- next part --------------
   Well said Lynn!
   Although I think I vomited in my mouth too.  And I cringed at the
   thought of a kid careening a stroller through a car show!  Also, no
   place for pets!
   Thanks for a good read.
   Garth
-----Original Message-----
From: Lynn Wall <[1]lwall67 at gmail.com>
To: davel <[2]davel at emspace.com>; DeTomaso <[3]DeTomaso at poca.com>; 'Mad Do
g Antenucci' <[4]teampantera at yahoo.com>; drfortinbras <[5]drfortinbras at gma
il.com>
Sent: Thu, Feb 12, 2015 12:58 pm
Subject: Re: [DeTomaso] Forum content


I've been thinking too.

I kind of view this forum as follows:

I'm walking through a really cool car show.  Up ahead there is a group of
people engaged in discussion.  I know they are car people attending this
show because the beards are ugly, a couple guys have mutton chops, most are
in some stage of balding, at least one has an extremely tiny dog on a leash,
all are carrying some type of beverage and several are chewing on cigars
that should have been thrown away 8 hours ago.

As I get closer I realize that despite their differences in appearance and
opinions every person is heard and treated respectfully.  Some comments
don't get any response, others go on seemingly forever. I can tell though
that I am welcome to contribute anytime.  When a guy asks for help with
something on his car, 90 percent of the group drop what they are doing and
head over to help this guy out.

Sometimes when a boring topic goes on for too long I kind of tune out.  I
turn my head to the right and see the 70 year old lady that is dressed like
an 18 year old.  She has booty shorts, a tank top with the back shredded
that displays too much leather, errr skin and 5 inch strappy stiletto heels
and a ball cap with a verrrry thin ponytail out the hole in the back.   Her
belly piercing shows as she struggles walking across the damp grass, each
finger bearing an impossible load of gold jewelry.

After I vomit in my mouth I turn to my left and see the 6'4" 145 pound guy
in denim cut offs, white knee socks, metallica tank top and a faux hawk
haircut.  He is wearing white and red Puma tennis shoes and has a chain
between his wallet and the most secure part of his outfit, the worn belt
loop.  He has some barbwire tattooed on his bicep and betty boop on his
calf.  His girlfriend could be his twin and probably is.  Their child is
pushing an empty stroller at a dead run while every car owner attempts to
dive between the out-of-control kid and their car.

Shaking my head I turn my attention back to the conversation to see if it
interests me yet.  Typically it does.  Again, I can chime in at any time, I
can leave at any time.  The final thing I know is that if I shout a demand
to change the topic or complain that the current topic is boring, the group
will stop and stare and then slowly break up and reconvene a few feet away.
BTW, I will be welcome there as well.

Just some ramblings, I will see you at Houston.  I will be the 6'2" guy with
a fishnet tank top, 70s shorts, white knee high socks, Birkenstocks and a
sony Walkman on my leather braided belt.  Oh and a diet coke.

Lynn

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