tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275037611904355740.post182134304077155147..comments2023-10-20T05:12:18.740-05:00Comments on Tales from Frostbite Falls: The Crystal BallroomLena . . .http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668036821461012213noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275037611904355740.post-5358656639748650392008-12-31T08:58:00.000-06:002008-12-31T08:58:00.000-06:001983. Party at a bachelor pad farm house (formall...1983. Party at a bachelor pad farm house (formally known in the social circle as 'The Ranch') in the country. Keg after keg after cinnamon schnapps (almost frozen - we treated it like breath freshener)after keg. Loud music. Partial destruction of house (slated for demolition in the spring, but still.....). Drunken men kicking the wall to show their mad ninja kicking skills. One man - not a local partier, not even sure why he was there - bets the crowd that he can kick a hole in ceiling. Bet is taken. Drunken, swaying crowd gathers. Man bends down, unstraps/unlocks his prosthetic from the knee down leg and pokes a hole in the acoustic tile ceiling. Loud applause. Money changes hands. I think I wandered outside for some air about that time, my head spinning for various reasons.<BR/><BR/>Happy New Year, Lena! I'm formally burning my 2008 calendar tonight. Wish me luck that I don't set myself on fire.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275037611904355740.post-83217113063712369282008-12-31T08:47:00.000-06:002008-12-31T08:47:00.000-06:00I LOVE Big Band music! Ahhh the old days, even one...I LOVE Big Band music! Ahhh the old days, even ones like those before I was born!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275037611904355740.post-75691149174695017312008-12-30T18:56:00.000-06:002008-12-30T18:56:00.000-06:00It's official! We are leaving in the morning. So...It's official! We are leaving in the morning. So our New Year will be spent in a motel, somewhere along about Missouri or Illinois. We don't party anyhow, so it really doesn't make any different to me where we are!<BR/><BR/>Have fun, be careful.Margehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15398347951744910818noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275037611904355740.post-41228394740292221612008-12-30T15:17:00.000-06:002008-12-30T15:17:00.000-06:00I can't think of but one New Years eve - 1999....I can't think of but one New Years eve - 1999...I had imagined when I was a teen that in 1999 I would be partying to Price's song..."1999", instead I was lighting off fireworks with my husband and kids, bringing in the new millennium.<BR/><BR/>This New Year's Eve we'll be watching our Granddaughter whilst her Mommy & Daddy go off to party like it's 1999. Go figure!<BR/><BR/>Loved the pictures - brought back memories of a emporium that I knew back when I was a kid.<BR/><BR/>Hope you have fun with whatever you do, creases in your jeans and all.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com