If you were to start a club

I started a sort -of movie club back in the 70s when I showed movies shipped from Chicago and LA in a friends restaurant on the Oregon coast. There was then only one movie theater in town with a single screen. I talked to the principal at the junior high about this, and he lent me two 16 millimeter projectors and I got the screen ---someplace. Anyway, after early closing on Sundays and being closed on Mondays, I had 2 evenings to show movies in the joint. The place was built perfectly for doing this--I cut and framed an opening above a refrigerator, on which I placed the projectors allowing a perfect distance to the screen--38 feet. My artistic girlfriend drew a very professional show bill letting folks what was playing and what was going to play. Copies went here and there around town and lo and behold--we had a full house the first night! The restaurant was called Closed Mondays and had been named after an academy award winning short subject of that name.

So, I always showed the short first and then the main feature. We would have a break at an appropriate time so folks could buy more wine or beer and we always had free popcorn. I had to learn to look for the little dots up in the right hand corner of the film so that I could switch projectors at the right time to the next reel. This was one of the most fun things I have done--to see hippies and others come out of the woods to see some movies and visit with friends in the dead and rainy Oregon winter. In those days, the town was ABSOLUTELY dead in the winter--the casino wasn't there as it is now. I think the first movie I showed was Tobacco Road. SOOOOOOOOOOO--I would start a movie club to show movies in different homes. (Finally got to that.)

 

I would start a music venue for punk bands to play. No metal unless you talk about rainbows and wizards like Dio.

 

How about fairies?

 

I'd set up an eclectic music club (since clubs only tend to focus on one or two genres).

 

It would have 3 leaves kind of like a clover but it would be black with a stubby stem.

 

Rainbows, wizards, fairies, trolls...it's all good.

 

I'd start a hippie forum.

Wait!

 

I'd start a club for dreamers and artists but I'd have to be in charge of who I let in.

There'd be no posers and no religious zealots.

 

Oh no I'm just a poser

 

damn. because at various times I've been accused of being both.

 

Sorry.

No Entrance.

 

I'm sure you'll have a good time with that!

 

actually.. I wouldn't. I suck at blackjack and being demisexual, I'd have to befriend the hookers first. (and it's an unwritten rule that hookers don't entertain their friends)

so actually.. that'd be like.. the shittiest theme park ever for me. (only one worse would be one where it's all wheat/barley/rye every... thing. shit. That'd be Oktoberfest.)

(frowns and wanders away, muttering)

 

Demisexual?

You kids and your fancy terms and labels

 

^^^...Needed Google For That One....



Cheers Glen.

 

I almost asked and I almost googled but decided to just let it go

 

I did start a club right here on hipforums....had 50 members but I do not remember the premise at all.....it was a feature on the old hipforums....there was all kinds of clubs back then

 

I'm the Grand Master of a secret society. It's very exclusive. I'm the only member so everyone does what I say.

 

just means I don't have a working arousal response to someone unless we're emotionally connected. close friend, been dating a while, etc. otherwise, while the physical response might happen, without the mental and emotional, it shuts right down.

like I could look at someone and go 'ok. hot' and might even get physically aroused. but try to act on it.. bupkis. whereas, if it's someone I'm close to, and they do anything to me, it's supercharged with intensity. so I don't do random hookups, one night stands, etc. when I was younger, and hung out with the boys, they'd try to 'test' me. take me to strip clubs, buy me lapdances, etc.

one in particular, the girl gave the money back after about 10 minutes, said 'you need this more than I do, take him to a doctor or a mortician. because if I had to swear to it, I'd say he's either gay or dead.'