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The Best Show on WFMU => Show Discussion => Topic started by: Laurie on November 28, 2007, 08:49:55 AM
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Hi Steve!
I'm not old money. We're very nouveau riche. My parents are both first generation Americans. My paternal grandparents moved from Russia in the 1930s. Lucky for them, as they were Jews. Бабушка Rita ran a grocery store on Miami Beach, which my dad worked at after school. (Also, when my dad lived in New York, he drove cabs before he became a journalist. Neither were particularly lucrative jobs.) This property which we own is largely responsible for my family's current upper middle class status.
Please keep in mind that my departed grandmother lived in a very slummy Miami Beach apartment, which was recently torn down and turned into luxury condos. She rented her furniture. She was a bit nuts and paranoid. We didn't really make a profit on our Miami Beach commercial real estate until the '90s, when gays and young people started outnumbering the old Jewish folks. And that's how we became moderately well off.
By the way, my maternal grandfather was from Holland and also an asshole. He slept around, drank a lot, gave my grandmother VD (which we only learned because some asshole doctor looked into her medical history after her stroke and felt compelled to tell my mom this shortly before Nanny died), and left her for a younger lady. We didn't get a dime from him after that bastard died, and Bernie, his second wife, didn't tell us about his death until a week after he was dead and buried.
So there. Throw me in your hate pit for all I care, but I am not old money.
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I haven't listened to last night's show yet, but what the fuck?
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Just another parvenue, huh?
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Yeah, yeah. I know. I'm oversensitive and defensive. I just wanted to make that one thing clear.
And it's not like I'm one of these kids (http://online.wsj.com/article_email/SB118971801238026797-lMyQjAxMDE3ODE5NDcxMTQ4Wj.html), okay? I've never spent more than $1500 on a painting or photograph. I usually only buy about three things at the Bridge Art Fair, and Richard from Chicago can tell you that there are many affordable and beautiful things to be found there. This year was a bad year for me. I went a little crazy during my trip to Minneapolis and got some Cornell-esque shadowboxes, a small robot toy with pink and white diamonds (extravagant, I know), a cute little painting by this artist named Hoodie who does some murals around the MPLS area, and a wonderful Bunnyfish print (http://www.kozyndan.com/archival.html).
Other than that, I don't do a lot of spending. I don't buy luxury things, I can't afford couture or high-end clothes except for Sir Paul Smith's wonderful things which are afforadable and wearable at work, and I don't live extravagantly.
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don't you have one of those really expensive bean bag chairs?
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I think Laurie sounds like a nice pretty lady on the air and some guys never advanced beyond picking on the girls they like during recess.
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don't you have one of those really expensive bean bag chairs?
I don't own a love sac, because that is nasty. I do own a Sumo chair. Why?
I also own two of these (http://dwr.com/productdetail.cfm?id=8105), which I bought one at a time with my own hard earned money.
Shit, I'm not doing very well in this thread, am I? I'm just giving Steve more hate fodder.
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I think, if you go back and listen, you'll find that Steve From Brooklyn was saying "auld money" and was mistakenly under the impression that you were Scottish. When he finds out about your Russo-Dutch heritage, he's going to feel pretty silly and a good laugh will be had by all.
But it will be echoing laughter, what with it bouncing around on the cold, stark walls of the hate pit.
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haha, "open letter"
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:'(
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A fully licensed classic.
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It could be worse.
He could've thrown you into the Pita Pit (http://www.pitapitusa.com/). That place is not too great.
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It could be worse.
He could've thrown you into the Pita Pit (http://www.pitapitusa.com/). That place is not too great.
Here, here.
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It's not nice when people give you a hard time for having money.
I wasn't a spoiled child, but somehow when I got to college I became one for a short time. My parents paid for all my tuition and also helped me with my rent and expenses, and I saw no end to the ridicule from my fellow schoolmates. They treated me like I was subhuman and lazy because my parents had enough money to cover my expenses. And I can promise you I was anything but flashy about getting help from them. I actually tried to keep it a secret because I was made to feel so guilty about it.
I grew up in a teeny weeny house and my parents were just good with their money. They didn't take elaborate vacations, buy expensive cars, etc. They saved it up and my dad gradually did better and better at his job to get to the point where they are now.
Also... no matter what, they always made sure I had a part-time job. There was never any allowance, gas money or anything else given to me unless I was also working my own job...
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It's also not nice when you give people a hard time because YOU have money, which is what I've started to do lately. That's true, by the way, except for the "lately" part.
It's one thing for the rest of us hardcore FOTs to make fun of painting-buying, vodka-swilling, monocle-wearing Laurie, but it's another for some yutz to call in with his hoi polloi nonsense.
Down with Steve. Up with F. Laurie.
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Erika, I too grew up in a teeny weeny house. It was in a townhouse complex in Kendall. Across the street was a strip mall. In this strip mall, there was a Navarro supermarket (a Cuban grocery store type place), a Dollar Store, and a Blue Sky by the Pound food store. So, not exactly a ritzy neighboorhood. Also, there was a Kenny Rogers restaurant on the corner. After the Kenny Rogers restaurant closed, a shitty sex store moved in. Fact.
It wasn't a bad place, though. There were playgrounds, a swimming pool, and two lakes with lots of ducks and ducklings every spring!
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After the Kenny Rogers restaurant closed, a shitty sex store moved in.
Also owned by Kenny Rogers.
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I'm listening to the show right now for the first time and I think these Laurie haters are a bunch of sullen bullies!
You're all in my hate pits. I have multiple*.
*Because I can afford such a thing.
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Laurie,
I think I have made clear how intensely I love you. Ignore these haters. And remember, in your will, it's Knox, not Knocks or Nox
Love,
dave
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After the Kenny Rogers restaurant closed, a shitty sex store moved in. Fact.
so that's how it all began.
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Very astute, emily. I can see how a shitty sex store would be pretty attractive to a growing girl if it also offered playgrounds, a swimming pool, and two lakes.
That's how they get you, you know: ducks and ducklings.
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Erika, I too grew up in a teeny weeny house. It was in a townhouse complex in Kendall. Across the street was a strip mall. In this strip mall, there was a Navarro supermarket (a Cuban grocery store type place), a Dollar Store, and a Blue Sky by the Pound food store. So, not exactly a ritzy neighboorhood. Also, there was a Kenny Rogers restaurant on the corner. After the Kenny Rogers restaurant closed, a shitty sex store moved in. Fact.
... Did you grow up in Jefferton? ;)
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By the way, my maternal grandfather was from Holland and also an asshole.
Sounds like my maternal grandfather, only he was from Dundee. He was such a horror that, in 1948, my mother, my Aunt Margaret and my grandmother left for Canada, with a pot of stew wrapped in a towel on the kitchen table. I always wonder if he ate that when he got home from work that day.
Laurie4E
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After the Kenny Rogers restaurant closed, a shitty sex store moved in.
Also owned by Kenny Rogers.
Oh, Wes, you slay me.
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It's one thing for the rest of us hardcore FOTs to make fun of painting-buying, vodka-swilling, monocle-wearing Laurie, but it's another for some yutz to call in with his hoi polloi nonsense.
So what you're saying is that the FOT are like a Philly sports team?
Seriously, though, Laurie is aces as far as my opinion matters. Her calls are always entertaining, even when she gets GOMP'd.
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I heart Laurie.
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That guy must have been ONE OF US ONE OF US though, no? I mean, did she ever talk about the dessert get-together on the air?
My memory being not so good.
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He was such a horror that, in 1948, my mother, my Aunt Margaret and my grandmother left for Canada, with a pot of stew wrapped in a towel on the kitchen table.
How did they get the kitchen table on the plane?
(sorry, Rainer)
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I mean, did she ever talk about the dessert get-together on the air?
I think she did. I remember Tom teasing her about it.
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Laurie, you got the bum's rush this week. Shame on those fools!
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How did they get the kitchen table on the plane?
Fixed!
(I have no idea what appending "fixed" to a thread actually means, but buffcoat, lfm, and josh seem to do it when a zing has been zung, so yeah)
And while we are talking about my mother, she, like other Narnia kids, wore a Mickey Mouse Gas Mask when the air raid siren went off. Just like this little boy's:
(http://cellar.org/2003/mickeymousemask.jpg)
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How did they get the kitchen table baby doll on the plane?
Fixed!
(I have no idea what appending "fixed" to a thread actually means, but buffcoat, lfm, and josh seem to do it when a zing has been zung, so yeah)
(http://cellar.org/2003/mickeymousemask.jpg)
Rainer, they say fixed after they've changed a word in the quote. usually their edit makes the quote funnier. in this case, not so much, but you get the point.
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I like Laurie!
I'd throw Laura from Friendster (old skool reference) in my Hate Pit for dissing Christina the Yes Fan before I let our Beloved Filthy "Mrs. Jarvis Cocker" Laurie in the Hate Pit. She's funny! And a good sport. Also, I want her to buy my art.