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Well, now you've forced me into a little history. I've always been on the, errr., plump side. But in the late '70s in C'Bus I lived at the Continent up next to Worthington. Greatest apartment complex in the history of the world. Had a second/third story apartment looking out on the theaters and disco (Jerichos), cost me less than $500 a month. Included in that rent was a free membership in the Continental Raquet Club. Amazing facility, indoor pool, outdoor pool, weight rooms for men & women, steam, sauna, tennis courts, table tennis room, lounge with bar & food, volleyball area.
So, in my late 30s I took advantage of many of those facilities. Lost a bunch of plumpness, lost my intimidation response to lovely ladies, was the best week to week table tennis guy in the complex, often worked out 27 days out of 28, on average. Spent 7 nights a week at the disco, not dancing but with a unique circle of friends that populated the very large bar (me drinking gallons of diet soda with a slice of lime, pretending it was a Cuba Libra. Lots and lots of gorgeous single ladies there. Lots. LOTS!
However, in 1980 I moved to Vegas to warm up. Literally. Those of you around C'bus in the late 70s may remember the Dispatch banner headline which showed the temp never got above zero for 31 consecutive days. So, gave up my season tickets, my disco buddies and headed west.
Vegas in the early 80s was very much like it was in the 60s and 70s. The population boom had not hit yet. The sheriff and metro police were pretty tolerant, what happened in Vegas really did stay there, and, yes, there was an occasional hooker waltzing around the lounges and (gasp) streets. However I met a nice, religious girl at work and almost married her, but didn't work out. So, girls were still at risk around me until I started getting old in the early 90s...then, less so. So, I've remained a bachelor...a mixed blessing. But the part about porn is true. Rapidly reached the point were it became repititive and boring. Now, Houston in 1970, that was quite a different story. But, I ramble. Anyway, no one to cheat on, and wouldn't if there were.
My advice to the rest of you kids...try to behave!

Go Bucks!

Go Bucks!
 
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RLC65;931437; said:
I see the Arcade is back up today, and a massive sigh of relief echos through my apartment here in Vegas, from which I have not left except to go to a doctor's appt., dentist, etc. for coming up on 20 months.
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While it certainly is none of my business, I would like to know why this is?
 
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I was born with spina bifida, just before the outbreak of WW2 in Europe. Operated on in the late 30s, I was lucky. I was not confined to a wheelchair or worse as were/are many more unfortunate. However, one of the effects was a huge sensory deficit in parts of both legs and elsewhere in my lower trunk and limbs. Thus, I would scurry around as a kid and break a bone in a foot and not know it until it swelled up. Still lettered on my HS golf team in Newark and was a FB equipment manager for NHS for five years. (Deemed good enough to play, but doc wouldn't let me...coach threw me a bone, which I really appreciated)

Later in life, lots of osteo problems, foot operations, etc. Since retirement from a full work life, mostly administrative and forced to be sedentary anyway because of foot and leg problems, in Feb. last year discovered a huge, necrotic tissue to the bone infection on the lower side of my heel. Never could see it, except an odor developed. (A clear function of the lack of feeling) Ten days in hospital and confined to my apartment ever since, with edema developing in both legs. Back to being... ummm.. plump, never leave home except to go to a podiatry wound clinic, dentist, or non-feet tests like cardio, etc. A nice, almost 80 neighbor lady picks up mail for me.

That has been going on 19 and one half months...me with no immediate family and work associates of the 90s having drifted away. However thanks to Medicare Advantage (HMO plan) weekly wound clinic with three layer wraps on subsequently both legs, and visiting nurses, (originally seven days a week, then three, now one) I have been able to cope. Ninety minutes a week of homemaker person to do laundry, potwhallop, etc., can order groceries online via Vons (Safeway) or Albertsons for delivery, and access to the Visiting Angels organization who are able to transport me to appointments (four hour minimum each time...ouch!) I've gotten by.

Mostly healed up, I am close to transition to special compression stockings so I can regain mobility. Hence the time on various tOSU forums and the appreciation of the Arcade as well as TV during this long period.

Probably a lot more detail than you wanted, but I am proud that with limited resources I have coped for all this time without going bonkers (I think, :biggrin:)
I do admit the mid-August to January period is tons less mindnumbing that the catatonic state that reigns in between.

Go Bucks!
 
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RLC65;934174; said:
I was born with spina bifida, just before the outbreak of WW2 in Europe. Operated on in the late 30s, I was lucky. I was not confined to a wheelchair or worse as were/are many more unfortunate. However, one of the effects was a huge sensory deficit in parts of both legs and elsewhere in my lower trunk and limbs. Thus, I would scurry around as a kid and break a bone in a foot and not know it until it swelled up. Still lettered on my HS golf team in Newark and was a FB equipment manager for NHS for five years. (Deemed good enough to play, but doc wouldn't let me...coach threw me a bone, which I really appreciated)

Later in life, lots of osteo problems, foot operations, etc. Since retirement from a full work life, mostly administrative and forced to be sedentary anyway because of foot and leg problems, in Feb. last year discovered a huge, necrotic tissue to the bone infection on the lower side of my heel. Never could see it, except an odor developed. (A clear function of the lack of feeling) Ten days in hospital and confined to my apartment ever since, with edema developing in both legs. Back to being... ummm.. plump, never leave home except to go to a podiatry wound clinic, dentist, or non-feet tests like cardio, etc. A nice, almost 80 neighbor lady picks up mail for me.

That has been going on 19 and one half months...me with no immediate family and work associates of the 90s having drifted away. However thanks to Medicare Advantage (HMO plan) weekly wound clinic with three layer wraps on subsequently both legs, and visiting nurses, (originally seven days a week, then three, now one) I have been able to cope. Ninety minutes a week of homemaker person to do laundry, potwhallop, etc., can order groceries online via Vons (Safeway) or Albertsons for delivery, and access to the Visiting Angels organization who are able to transport me to appointments (four hour minimum each time...ouch!) I've gotten by.

Mostly healed up, I am close to transition to special compression stockings so I can regain mobility. Hence the time on various tOSU forums and the appreciation of the Arcade as well as TV during this long period.

Probably a lot more detail than you wanted, but I am proud that with limited resources I have coped for all this time without going bonkers (I think, :biggrin:)
I do admit the mid-August to January period is tons less mindnumbing that the catatonic state that reigns in between.

Go Bucks!
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So, does it take a crane to get you out of your apartment?
 
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Thump, you must be very meek in person to have survived so long.

Funnies notwithstanding, RLC, you ought to hang out in the forums more. You're missing all the pirate talk. You should see a few new forums now... won't add the RR without a request, but the other OD and Rumor Mill forums should be there now.
 
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Sorry to hear that, RLC. But your Flash Poker high score will be mine. Don't listen to Deety.

RLC65;934174; said:
I was born with spina bifida, just before the outbreak of WW2 in Europe. Operated on in the late 30s, I was lucky. I was not confined to a wheelchair or worse as were/are many more unfortunate. However, one of the effects was a huge sensory deficit in parts of both legs and elsewhere in my lower trunk and limbs. Thus, I would scurry around as a kid and break a bone in a foot and not know it until it swelled up. Still lettered on my HS golf team in Newark and was a FB equipment manager for NHS for five years. (Deemed good enough to play, but doc wouldn't let me...coach threw me a bone, which I really appreciated)

Later in life, lots of osteo problems, foot operations, etc. Since retirement from a full work life, mostly administrative and forced to be sedentary anyway because of foot and leg problems, in Feb. last year discovered a huge, necrotic tissue to the bone infection on the lower side of my heel. Never could see it, except an odor developed. (A clear function of the lack of feeling) Ten days in hospital and confined to my apartment ever since, with edema developing in both legs. Back to being... ummm.. plump, never leave home except to go to a podiatry wound clinic, dentist, or non-feet tests like cardio, etc. A nice, almost 80 neighbor lady picks up mail for me.

That has been going on 19 and one half months...me with no immediate family and work associates of the 90s having drifted away. However thanks to Medicare Advantage (HMO plan) weekly wound clinic with three layer wraps on subsequently both legs, and visiting nurses, (originally seven days a week, then three, now one) I have been able to cope. Ninety minutes a week of homemaker person to do laundry, potwhallop, etc., can order groceries online via Vons (Safeway) or Albertsons for delivery, and access to the Visiting Angels organization who are able to transport me to appointments (four hour minimum each time...ouch!) I've gotten by.

Mostly healed up, I am close to transition to special compression stockings so I can regain mobility. Hence the time on various tOSU forums and the appreciation of the Arcade as well as TV during this long period.

Probably a lot more detail than you wanted, but I am proud that with limited resources I have coped for all this time without going bonkers (I think, :biggrin:)
I do admit the mid-August to January period is tons less mindnumbing that the catatonic state that reigns in between.

Go Bucks!
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Hey, I'm still grumpy about how my 3 pages of consecutive high scores on Hexxagon was overcome by some abberation where somebody did one and jumped to the championship. I'm an old guy, and I don't have the stamina to go back and figure out how I beat the darn thing the first 75 times or so. In my world, seniority counts!

('Course, its a mighty narrow world right now :tongue2:)

Go Bucks!
 
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