Yep, I remember. IRC was huge. We did alot of seminars on line with Netpond. Back then money fell out of the sky. Now you gotta work for it. :)

Wow, thanks Tony :)

Its back down to shoulder length now, you know what they say, the more things change, the more they stay the same!

Was talking to Styles last night at the Roosevelt, when we get a chance we've both got some pics to scan and post.

And Shok needs to find the animations dammit!

What a great pic!

I spy my bosses & several others. Thanks for sharing it :)

Yup it was a piece of cake back then compared to now.

Oh and I can't forget Snoops!!!!!!! Between Snoops, Mike & Rich those seminaors were golden!

The fact that everyone was so open and sharing was amazing. There really wasn't a reason to be greedy and not share...there was plenty of $$$ going around.

Boy how times have changed.

Funny. Exactly the same for me. Was turning 29 and will be 40 on December 9th.

Anyone know what Pushrod is up to?

Anyone heard from Ghetto Barbie? ;)


--T

ICQ me when you get a chance, we're planning a birthday trip that would be right up your alley!

HAHAHAHA. Losers. I've been 29 since I started in this biz 12 years ago. :thumbsup

Guys don't have to lie about their age. they just have to make more and more money as they get older.

I....am....not....lying....dammit!! :disgust

Oddly, my mother is 29 too. One of those Southern things....

Mine is in December too! :):):)

I mean... :(:(:(

One shouldn't be happy turning 40.

yeah I guessed that, Ant ;-)

Dunno how I feel about 40. Can I still date 18 year old girls without lying about my age?

Mine is in December too, but I will be 29. Again. Maybe I'll be nice and hang with you old guys ;)

He seems to be in the pic:

http://www.chefrocker.com/walter/walter01.jpg

yeah, especially if they really really really hate their daddies...or so I hear ;-)

er, although I have just under 2 more years to worry about that...

That's a fact. And they all hang out at the same place. Isn't it great?

She was fifteen years old, going on thirty-five, Doc, and she told me she was eighteen, she was very willing, I practically had to take to sewing my pants shut. Between you and me, uh, she might have been fifteen, but when you get that little red beaver right up there in front of you, I don't think it's crazy at all and I don't think you do either. No man alive could resist that, and that's why I got into jail to begin with. And now they're telling me I'm crazy over here because I don't sit there like a goddamn vegetable. Don't make a bit of sense to me. If that's what's being crazy is, then I'm senseless, out of it, gone-down-the-road, wacko. But no more, no less, that's it