What you don't know

Aren't you still covered by the Official Secrets Act or something with that stuff? I know I am from my days in the WRAF and that's more years than I care to mention
 
Aren't you still covered by the Official Secrets Act or something with that stuff? I know I am from my days in the WRAF and that's more years than I care to mention

I suppose they could track me down, but I'm not mentioning anything that isn't public knowledge now (or then), and all the people I mentioned are dead (and have been for years). When I worked there, each day I reviewed fingerprints and arrest records of every person arrested or being paroled in the state that day, so I do know a lot of pretty private information. Or I did. After 30 years, I only remember the famous people. I will say this though: men have some really strange tattoos. I guess nowadays women do, too, but that was something else that left an impression on me. Those crazy tattoos and where (on the body) people got inked.You'd think it would really (really, really) hurt.
 
All this talk about ipods.

I'm a digital man. Buy virtual albums on digital download, rip my cd and vinyl collection to neat MP3 catalouges on my hard drive, cram them all into my pod (or actually, my Walkman cellphone these days) and live with those tiny plugs stuck in my ears.

And still, that little machine worries me a little bit...



diePod

fourty four bands,
seventy nine albums,
eight hundred and sixty two songs

compressed
to twelve grams of flash
stuck in a zippo style
portable media machine

and here I walk

terrified that they will one day escape
hit a stress fracture in the plastic casing
and explode in my jeans pocket

guitars and hihats and trumpets
and Lennon and Curtis and the London Philharmonics
will shoot from my hip and shred my pants
while every tone ever played
will rupute my eardrums

if not me
then maybe that guy over there

the thump from behind silver earphones
speaks of Parliament funk
and old school rap

will turntable shrapnel
or a Moog missile
be my fate?
 
I like old "Starsky and Hutch" reruns (I LOVE Huggy Bear) and I hate the "The 'L' Word" (Go figure!)
 
I suppose they could track me down, but I'm not mentioning anything that isn't public knowledge now (or then), and all the people I mentioned are dead (and have been for years). When I worked there, each day I reviewed fingerprints and arrest records of every person arrested or being paroled in the state that day, so I do know a lot of pretty private information. Or I did. After 30 years, I only remember the famous people. I will say this though: men have some really strange tattoos. I guess nowadays women do, too, but that was something else that left an impression on me. Those crazy tattoos and where (on the body) people got inked.You'd think it would really (really, really) hurt.
I couldn't find anything about statutory rape, but plenty about him being charged in NJ with adultery:
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/mugshots/sinatramug1.html

He had an interesting face when he was younger. And you're right. It's public knowledge, like most everything. Nowadays, we know almost the second a celeb does something naughty.
 
When I was a kid, I never cried when Bambi's mom died.

I do now.
 
What about when Dumbo's mum is locked away and she has to rock him through the bars? awwwwww
 
I love orange juice.....hate oranges. But I like tangerines. Don't ask. :rolleyes:
 
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