Originally posted by LadyCapn Sounds good, how about J Lo style? If I get PO'd at you, you pay me $50,000, if I dont' want to have sex, you pay me $100,000, if you want to go out with the "guys" to the coconut grove near the beach, then I get another $25,000. Why would anyone not want to sign a prenup?
Is there some college that you all graduate from? I have a buddy who syas, "They are all sisters, man. They are all sisters". Sounds like he is right.
This is a stupid question, but what do I get if I get PO'd at you?
Sounds good, how about J Lo style? If I get PO'd at you, you pay me $50,000, if I dont' want to have sex, you pay me $100,000, if you want to go out with the "guys" to the coconut grove near the beach, then I get another $25,000. Why would anyone not want to sign a prenup?
Originally posted by LadyCapn Just remember though George, if you're going to call me "Lovie" on a regular basis be ready to bring that wallet out. This Mrs. Howell refuses to be frumpy and loves to shop!!!
Just remember though George, if you're going to call me "Lovie" on a regular basis be ready to bring that wallet out. This Mrs. Howell refuses to be frumpy and loves to shop!!!
E40FDNYL35: Would you consider me in the role of the little Japanese guy in the mini sub? I loved that episode. I can make myself look Japanese. That is, if E229LT can be Mary Ann, then I can certainly portray a Nippon sailor.
Nice coconuts, Artie!
CR
Originally posted by E40FDNYL35 BIG NEWS...New TV program airing soon it's about these people who are on a boat and......
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip, That started in this tropic port, aboard this tiny ship. The mate was a mighty sailin' man, the Skipper brave and sure. Five passengers set sail that day for a three hour tour. A three hour tour.
The weather started getting rough, the tiny ship was tossed. If not for the courage of the fearless crew, the Minnow would be lost. The Minnow would be lost. The ship set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle,with Gilligan (Webteam), the Skipper (CaptainGonzo) too, the Millionaire (GeorgeWendtCFI) and his wife (LadyCapn), the movie star (RspctFrmCalgary), the Professor (NJFFSA16)and Mary Ann (E229Lt), here on FirehouseForum.
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Please notice that I am the big winner here. A million bucks and Lady, too. God, life has never been so good.
Documentary chronicles role of Miami firefighters
BY MEG LAUGHLIN [email protected]
For the past month, Mike Trebilcock, firefighter and filmmaker, has been going to sleep at 3 a.m. and getting up at 6 a.m., fine-tuning his 9/11 film for the two-year anniversary.
A few days after the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks, Trebilcock and 71 other Miami search and rescue firefighters drove 24 hours to get to ground zero at the World Trade Center site.
Their sole purpose: To do whatever they could to help the New York City Fire Department.
Trebilcock, 43, who has been a firefighter for 13 years and who earned a master of fine arts in filmmaking from the University of Miami in 1997, took a video camera. But, after one day of filming amid the twisted steel, rubble and smoke, he became too sick to continue. Injured from inhaling burning chemicals in a house fire in Liberty City in January 2001, he checked into a New York hospital.
Nevertheless, in the one day he was at ground zero, he was so moved by what he saw he vowed he would make a documentary of the Miami team, no matter what.
''The unfathomable depth of the pain coupled with the depth of the desire to help -- these two things side by side -- haunted me,'' he said.
''Mike killed himself to do this film,'' said his friend Jeff Poppel. ``For two years, he gave all of his heart, his soul and pocketbook.''
To buy editing equipment, he charged more than $30,000 on his credit cards. He searched the country for footage, spent months and months with the Miami crew, talking to them, questioning them, recording their stories and heartache. He worked all day as a fire inspector, then interviewed, mixed, edited and tweaked through the night.
Two years later, he has what he wanted: a grim 90-minute account of unimaginable loss.
The Miami firefighters were a humble, dedicated bunch. For them, it wasn't about harrowing experiences, it was about any little thing they could do to lighten the load of the New York team.
They made the New York City fire chief a huge, wooden table for his paperwork. They formed an assembly line and passed buckets back and forth for the New York City team. They tunneled through six stories of rubble looking for the body of a Port Authority police officer. When they found him and brought him to the surface, they stood by, as his buddies carried out his flag-draped body.
Each day, as their hope of finding anyone alive dimmed, they looked for reasons to keep going. Late one afternoon, a week into the search, they found an arm wedged between two beams. They whooped with joy.
''Closure for a family,'' shouted one.
For them, concrete slabs meant hope -- a place to hide, a place to survive.
''It's all steel,'' lamented a Miami fire fighter.
Sometimes, during their digging, a Miami worker was blinded by something shiny: reflective stripes on a sleeve -- all that was left of a dead New York City fire fighter.
''Our family,'' the Miami team called them.
Some of the Miami firefighters wept every day. Others became numb.
''The thousand-yard stare,'' they called it.
They stood by silently when the New York City fire fighters wept. They stood by silently just to be there. They listened to their stories. One New York City team member, searching through rubble,told a Miami helper: ``I'm looking for my boys.''
''Your team?'' asked the Miami firefighter.
''No,'' said the man. ``My two sons were in the building.''
Even their dogs got depressed. One Miami team member says her dog was trained to wag his tail when he found someone alive.
''He never did,'' she said.
After a week, he quit wagging his tail even when she petted him at night.
The worst day of all was the day the family members of those killed came to the site. The grief on their faces was devastating to all of the rescue workers.
One firefighter remembers leaving that day, riding the team bus back to the tent. It was raining. No one was talking. He looked out the window and saw New Yorkers in shorts and sun visors standing in the rain, lining the median. They were applauding.
''The depth of grief, the professionalism and dedication of the New York team -- just to be accepted by them -- that was what touched us all so much,'' said Trebilcock.
``It was this -- the pain and the love -- that I wanted to capture.''
''A Firefighter's Ground Zero'' will be shown at 7:30 p.m. Thursday at the Cosford Cinema at the University of Miami.
BIG NEWS...New TV program airing soon it's about these people who are on a boat and......
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip, That started in this tropic port, aboard this tiny ship. The mate was a mighty sailin' man, the Skipper brave and sure. Five passengers set sail that day for a three hour tour. A three hour tour.
The weather started getting rough, the tiny ship was tossed. If not for the courage of the fearless crew, the Minnow would be lost. The Minnow would be lost. The ship set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle,with Gilligan (Webteam), the Skipper (CaptainGonzo) too, the Millionaire (GeorgeWendtCFI) and his wife (LadyCapn), the movie star (RspctFrmCalgary), the Professor (NJFFSA16)and Mary Ann (E229Lt), here on FirehouseForum.
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