Rambling Rhodes

Funny you should mention this. I was just thinking about it last week. I even went over to Odin's site to see if he was getting more traffic. But no. I think people are still just too creeped out by the whole thing.

You know, the Plain Layne blog itself, just the writing, was fine and all, but I was always more fascinated by the comment threads: the cheerleaders and nay-sayers and armchair psychologists. It was like bubble-gum for the brain, a nice escape from news and politics. Almost everyone over there on the link list were encountered at Plain Layne. That comment box was something more special than the blog itself, and it kinda sucks that it got disbanded. But, I guess, oh well.

Yeah, definitely. I've looked around for someone who would work instead, but the closest I've come is Everyday Stranger. And I know that wouldn't work.

The problem is, I think, no real person would sit still for that level of critique.

Me too guys...me too.

Ditto.
And no, everyday stranger won't work because if you even mention that she is getting lost in the relationship, or anything remotely negative about the way he treats her, she takes your comment off, and gets pissy about it. I mean I understand that it's all good in her eyes, and it's her blog, but jeeze, nobody's perfect.
I hate to say it, but I miss a fictional character. Although I still miss Gilligan's Island too, and not the new one.

i kno!!! i just got hold of the entire archive of html for the main site, but i havent had time to check if it has the comment threads. i came into this thingy to late to have been part of it unfortunatly, but obsessions have always been fun.

let. it. go.

i don't know, ryan. that last post has you and joshua in a tub, which i will be trying to dislodge from my conscious for some time, i'm sure. there's a little plain layne in there somewhere.

Oh, I've let it go, leblanc. Still, the PL comment threads provided a nice daily escape from actual, SERIOUS, dialogue. Like I said, it was bubble gum for the brain.

Yeah, I miss that sense of community. It was a hang out place where you never knew which of the regulars would be there but someone was always there.

I've let it go, though I still harbor some ill will towards the asswipe. But I also miss those threads, they were fun and funny and like the local note board.

PS Ryan, Haloscan sucks today, it won't let me comment without submission errors.

I miss peanutbutterfudge ice cream from Friendly's.

I miss rootbeer creamsicles.

I got a rootbeer creamsicle for you.

I miss Summer of 1987, when "Pour Some Sugar On Me" blared from every radio.

I miss my parents. And Punky Brewster.

Ryan I bet you miss Alf as well...

I miss TSR.

I miss being able to say "With a strap on dildo" in daily comment threads.

And I miss the simplicity of being a child.

I miss comment threads that aren't filled with sarcastic butt-monkeys.

Okay, I don't miss those.

I miss the limericks.

i miss scully.

Very rarely do I comment on the blogs I read, but I loved that I could tell "Layne" exactly what I thought of her actions. I even kinda liked how other commenters would get all pissy and tell me how horrible & insensitive I was. Ah, the good ole days.

When I was a kid I had a poster on the back of my bedroom door that I think I got by ordering enough mad libs and Hardy Boys novels from Arrow Book Orders or something.

It was a poster of Fonzie on a motorcycle holding his tumbs up, and in huge letters across the bottom it said "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!"

I miss that.

Come to think of it, I miss those games where you had to look through an empty pop can to the bottom to see if you were a winner. Particularly, I miss the Pepsi 21 game, where you had to find numbers that added up to 21, except it was almost impossible, because there were, like, four cans with odd numbers throughout America. I drank a lot of fucking pop that summer. A lot of fucking pop. I'm still feeling the effects of the caffeine from that summer, I'm fairly certain.

I miss Zots...you know that candy that fizzed in your mouth. I figured it was the closest I ever came to giving a blow...GAH! never mind.

I miss "Dynamite" magazine. And National Geographic World.

I miss The Wonder Years and Doogie Howser, M.D.

Yeah, The Wonder Years was definitely a good show, and Winnie sure turned out hot. I miss Cheers. Ooh, and The A-Team, just because it was so fantastically awful.

By which you mean, fantastically *awesome*.

And Baywatch, it didn't have just women on it. And McGyver. I just love men who can do stuff. (Again, it's the whole professor on Gilligan's Island thing.)

Bite me, Donna.

I deleted one of your comments, yes. It was over the top, hostile, and for fuck's sake it wasn't necessary. You got away with it on Layne's site since SHE WASN'T REAL. You think I get pissy? See what happens if I write a diatribe about how the love of your life will dump you for a younger woman when he gets tired of you.

See how it makes you feel.

It actually didn't piss me off-I know he won't do that. But it would piss him off and that is not ok in my book.

I think I "missed" something on that one.

Wow.

Wow, and here I thought this comment thread had played itself out.

CATFIGHT! CATFIGHT!

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