Probably many other things I can't think of, but at least I didn't dodge the question this time.
Foolz said:The introduction of numbered seating/hatamotto security in the A-League desigend to stifle active support atmosphere. The demolishment of old buildings in Richmond.
Probably many other things I can't think of, but at least I didn't dodge the question this time.
Seriously? So they assign you a seat and that's where you'll sit?
aspro said:Seriously? So they assign you a seat and that's where you'll sit?
Yes, but only in the active support area (and the expensive areas where you'd expect that to be the case). The reason for that is then people can't converge around the Capo as easily. Also you can't stand up unless you're in the active support area. And if you are in the active support area you've got to put up with threats from the security, threats as well as insults from the police, and the odd bit of capsicum spray from the riot police.
Wait, now that's sounding a bit personal!
Non-personal. Er.... everything is personal to me and every day is the saddest day of my life.
I guess I hated when they shut down this Asian food court thing which was unique, cheap, varied and delicious. So they could build flats. 
So we are a bunch of dudes who are against the knocking down of buildings, being told where to sit and consoles malfunctioning.
Well, non-personally what hits me is when there are pointless murders and assaults. I watch the news a lot and hearing about some BS story where some idiot kills someone for no reason just annoys the hell out of me.
Especially when it's some alchohol related punch up where a stranger is kicked to death for no reason. Or when teenage gangs chase down a stab a young person for no reason.
In 1999 I lived in Dallas, Texas and made the long trip to Orlando, Florida to go to Disney World. While at Disney I found a restuarant outside of the resort area called Jungle Jim's. Awesome incredible food. They had this special hamburger that had pickles, peanut butter, bacon, and cheddar. Sounds terrible but it wasn't. In fact it was so good they had a challenge that if you ordered it and didn't like it, they'd bring you something else instead on the house and almost never took them up on it.
Anyway despite making several trips back to Disney over the next 8 years I never made it back to Jungle Jim's. So finally - March of 2007 rolls around. My wife and some friends and I were going to Orlando for a big comic convention (I still wasn't living in Orlando yet). One of my friends was also a huge Jungle Jim's fan and we decided since we were all spending the night, that we would have dinner there.
We hyped it up for months. MegaCon in the morning, Jungle Jim's at night. My first trip back in nearly 8 years. The burger would be mine once again. We finally get there. . . and it's closed. . . for business. Turns out they shut their doors for good 1 week earlier.
I looked up JJ's on Google because I swore there was one at the Anaheim DL Hotel, there isn't. There are plenty of references to the JJ's elsewhere though, maybe they are a franchise?
That happened to me with the only microbrew in Brisbane. I went there twice before on vacation and had a great time, had a day planned to go back and that day they were closing. THAT DAY. They turned us away at the door. That's tough around here as there is literally no other microbrewer in the region -- so I had to go to a bar and drink the normal swill.
Apparently they're a fairly big franchise in Canada. There's about 20 locations or so up there. In America I know they used to have about a half dozen locations, but now there's only one left and that's in Virginia.
I feel the pain on the microbrewery. When I lived in Dallas there was a place called the Rock Bottom Brewery. It was about 20 miles from where I lived but they had an oat meal stout that I would have driven a 100 miles for. Really really good. I moved away in 2001 but about 6 months later I made one last visit and was getting all excited for my oat meal stout, and of course. . . closed and boarded up. Once again a bad location dooms another good place.
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Foolz said:Hey, just thought of one. The seeming disappearance of Dr. Pepper in Australia. Arnott's fall in quality, arnott's and nestle buying everyone out and making previously great biscuits or chocolates mediocre.
And where is the Diet Mountain Dew? Diet Dr. Pepper, I'd love one right now.
bugsonglass said:just to change the theme of junk food joints and watering holes closing ... i was pretty devastated when kurt cobain offed himself. and also when 16 horsepower disbanded. my taste in music wasn't always as refined as it's now
Yeah, when famous people you feel like you know die that sucks. Chick Hearn had that effect on me, I went to his memorial (he was the Lakers broadcast forever and coined most of the terms used in basketball today, including "Slam Dunk".
I don't want to hear about your divorce, or your kid with cancer, or your Dad who beat you with a fishing pole or the techer who burnt you with cigarette buts, or the puppy with two legs, just the saddest NON-PERSONAL thing that has happened in your life.
Mine was the closing of Kona Lanes in Costa Mesa, California. Kona was the last old-time bowling alley in the area. It didn't have electronic scoring, or much else. This was a bowling alley straight out of The Big Lebowski, nothing had changed in it since the day it was built in the Polynesian style that was in vogue in the 60's.
I used to go there twice a week, on Tuesdays and Sunday mornings and rent a lane by the hour for $12. Beers were $2 a pop. It was the most special place I'd ever been -- I guess the way some people feel about Disneyland or whatever.
I go there one day and the place had been ripped down. The Segerstrom company had not renewed the lease with the owner so they could sell the land to Lowes -- a shitty clothing/ home furnishings company.
They told the owners at the last minute, so there apparently was a rush at the last second to take some things out of it. I would have loved to have gotten some of the house balls that I always hunted for to pick up spares (I even named one of them, "Big Red".
I stole a scoring pencil from that place everythime I went -- thank goodness, it's now one of the few things of that place that remain.