On Nov 24, 8:29 am, Dave LaCourse wrote:
On Fri, 23 Nov 2007 22:44:37 -0500, daytripper

wrote:
Somehow I doubt there will be a last word, until one of us is pushing daisies.

I'm going to state the truth, claim by claim, below. If you ever bring this
crap up again, I will simply post the Google url to this post, and be done
with it, short and sweet, so I don't have to waste any more time than that.

We were less than two hours from the conclave, as anyone with a mapping
program could easily figure out for themselves. You were exhausted, but the
younger of us could have easily driven the rest, and told you so. And you know
that. But you didn't want to let me drive, so you made the "executive
decision" to barge in on those poor folks in the middle of the night. And, no,
I didn't fall right to sleep on that couch, I spent more time sitting on the
front stoop smoking cigarettes than I did sleeping.

We could have left earlier that we did. I wanted to leave in the
morning and could easily have driven to Boone (I have driven non-stop
to Georgia, Western NC which are farther than Boone). It was after
two in the morning and we were both tired. Your claim that I am too
old to drive is bull****.



You recently you came up with the bull**** claim that I was the one that
wanted to stop, to add to all the other bull**** stories you've cooked up,
YEARS after these conclaves. I'm not sure what the heck you are conceding to
on this point now, but we both know the truth. One of these days you should
simply admit it, and get it over with.

We both wanted to stop. We were both tired. You probably didn't want
to stop at a motel because it would have cost you something. You were
more than happy to stop at my brother-in-laws home, humble as it was.
I got up to take a leak about an hour after we went to bed. You were
sound asleep, not out on the porch smoking.



I paid what Ken asked me for the *bed* (emphasis added on Ken's behalf) at the
Fall Ball, when he asked. As I had no innate knowledge of the cost, I could
only expect he asked me for the true cost, which apparently was the case.
YEARS after the event, you cooked up the bull**** claim that I didn't pay
anything for that *bed*. Ken clearly put an end to that, and one of these days
you should simply admit this was just another one of your bull**** stories and
get it over with.

Then *WHY* did you tell me you paid him nothing? WHY? If you had
told me you paid him, I would not have asked you for your share. And
also, if you hadn't been so cheap as to put 86 octane in a brand new
Audi V8, none of this would have happened. I once asked wayno what he
would do if someone screwed him. He said it would never happen again.
I was not going to let you screw me again. You may have "innocently"
put 86 octane in the car, but you never paid for gas after that.
Twenty two hundred miles for $22 - not bad.







I paid what you asked me for the *bed* at the Spring Fling, when you asked. I
was prepared to pay whatever the cost of the *bed* was, but as I had no innate
knowledge of the cost, I could only expect you asked me for my fair share.

YEARS after the event, you cooked up the bull**** claim I didn't pay you
*anything* for the *bed* at the Spring Fling. Then, earlier this year, you
conceded I *did* pay you - but then you trimmed the truth by claiming I didn't
pay you what you asked. NOW you're saying I didn't pay you the full cost
because YOU DIDN'T ASK for the full cost? What the hell?

Insomuch as I specifically remember paying you $125, you're still not telling
the truth, but it sure looks like you're trying to sneak up to it. Why not end
the damned drama and just admit you were lying all this time, and get it over
with - because this latest version of your bull**** story makes no sense at
all.

You paid $100 for the Spring Fling room. Just about everyone *knew*
how much it cost because they paid Waldo in advance or when they
arrived. You were prepared to move right in without paying anyone. I
asked for $100 because that was close enough for me. Hell, if I asked
for an addition $25 you would have gone into a catatonic fit!

Before we left Massachusetts, you promised to stay for the entire Spring
Fling, knowing I would not accompany you down there if you said otherwise.
But within minutes of Wayno's departure early in the week, you suddenly
decided you had to leave because you were "sick". That was patent bull**** -
and you were called on it by me and others. I'll never know if that was your
plan from the start, but you yourself provided ample reason to believe that
was the case, by relating your spouse's business plans for that week, and how
you felt you should have been there with her. Apparently, a promise means
little to you, something others may well take into account. We still left well
before the end of the conclave, but at least I got a couple of days of fishing
in.

I *was* sick. I spent at least one day in bed and all I could eat was
crackers. I vomited several times, once over the railing onto the
grass where Joe did his juggling. I believe I warned him about it.
We left on Saturday morning at the end of the clave. We were there as
long as anyone else.



As for the fricken' beer saga: I don't even know what the hell I might be
apologizing for any longer. First you said I resented you drinking one of the
beers *I* bought, which - considering my past contributions to the alcohol
pools at these events, doesn't sound like me at all.

I had one of your beers when we first arrived. The next day Tom and I
replenished the big cooler with five cases of beer - he bought 3 and I
bout 2 (although I remember buying only 1 1/2, but Tom says
different). I then picked up one of the beers I just bought, strolled
out onto the rear deck, and you said, "When are you going to buy your
own?* Nice! I told you it was *my* beer, and you replied, "Oh".
That was when you confirmed just how ****in' cheap you really are.

Now you are saying I
said something about you drinking one of beers *you and/or Tom* purchased.

I don't recall saying anything to you about *anything* to do with beer -
seriously or in jest, before or after your public melt-down, before or after I
stopped drinking beers at that conclave (when I came down with a mean case of
the hives). And where did "five cases of beer" come in, anyway, and what does
*that* mean? I have *no* idea what the heck you're talking about - I swear you
are becoming even more incoherent with each telling of your tales.

See above. Call Tom.



If I allow the absolute *worst* case possibility you have claimed on this
point, that I said something negative to you about your drinking a beer
*anyone* purchased, then *fine* - whether that happened or not - whether it
was after your ridiculous hissy fit or before - I am willing to take that
completely off the table with my apology, as in any case it is a mote of dust
on the mountain of lies you concocted in a futile attempt to somehow damage
me.

No lies, Dave. You are cheap and will get out of any expense you can.



With regards to the goddamned premium gasoline mistake, it is beyond the pale
that you put such import into something that was clearly a harmless, innocent
error on my part. I hadn't owned or even driven a car that preferred premium
fuel since I sold my '67 GTO - 30 years prior to the Spring Fling. It simply
didn't register that your rather modestly engined Audi preferred premium,
there was nothing on the dash board or fuel filler door to indicate that, and
you didn't bother to mention it to me when I *offered* to fill up the car at
the very first fuel stop.

It wasn't that you filled it with 86 octane - the car will run on
*any* octane - it was the fact that you got out of buying gas the
cheapest possible way you could. You"offered" to fill up at the first
stop? Wow, how generous of you. You should have paid for two more
fill-ups but didn't. Tom Brown once gave me a ride to go fishing with
Waldo. I paid for ALL the gas. I recently fished the Penobscot with
a friend from town. He drove - I paid for all the gas. I drove him
to Lakewood last year. He paid for all the gas. And the 4.2L Audi is
not a "modest" engine. It works best on high test, as does your Audi
which *does* have a modest engine.



As a reading of your owner's manual allowed for the safe use of regular, at a
commensurate decrease in performance and as automatically compensated by the
engine management system - a fact that you've mentioned yourself on the Audi
usenet group - it seems your eye-popping public melt-down was, at the very
least, totally uncalled for. And in fact, probably was rooted in something
completely unrelated to gasoline, beds, beers, etc. And I think I know exactly
what that actually was. Should I say - or should you?

I told you at the time that the Audi engine would compensate for your
mistake. It would just get poor mileage and would not perform as
well. But, no damage would result from its use. It was your
*cheapness* that I was angry at, and you confirmed that cheapness at
the clave by complaining that I was drinking your beer, complaining
that you won a $10 gift at the drawing while having paid $20 for the
one you gave. You say you didn't want to get into the drawing, but
when it was revealed that only those that enter the drawing would be
eligible for Zimbo's boo and two other fly rods, plus a number of
other pricey items, you got together with Walt and bought a reel that
Walt gave you a deal on. I will never forget your face when you won
those two first aid kits. Priceless! I offered to exchange my gift
for yours, but you refused. Yeah, a Strilene hat for two first aid
kits would not have been a good deal for you.





And now, we come to your most heinous lie of all: recently - and YEARS after
the Spring Fling - you came up with the bull**** story that I tried to get you
to

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