I recall one. I remember my dad telling me that when he used to work at Cedar Point, whenever he was on the Frontier Lift, he saw about five people in three different cars smoking marijuana. He said that was a record for the number of times he has seen that happen (he had seen it before that many times). I was told that that was the real reason for taking the ride down. It was secluded, and you went through the woods. It was about the only place in the park where you could be alone.
I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time effectively.
Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing. I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed. I cook thirty minute brownies in a mere twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love and an outlaw in Peru.
Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once singlehandedly defended a small village in the Amazon basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello. I was scouted by the Mets. I am the subject of numerous documentaries. Whem I am bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays after work I repair electrical appliances free of charge.
I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have received the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal force demonstration. I bat .400.
My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl tennis racquets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA.
I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and all my bills are paid. On weekends, I participate in full-contact origami to let off steam. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life, but I forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four-course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven.
I breed prize-winning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet. I have performed open heart surgery. I have spoken with Elvis. And gosh-darned if I don't smell real good, too.
(attribution elsewhere)
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Duane Cahill
Coasterbuzz Track Record - 59
CP Track Record - 13 (too tall for Jr. Gemini)
I believe the above was Hugh Gallagher's admission essay to N.Y.U., eventually re-printed in Harper's. How would I remember that? Because Mr. Gallagher is an old acquaintance, who worked with my wife years ago on a long forgotten T.V. show.
Insert small world cliche here ...
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*** This post was edited by RaptorFlyer on 12/21/2001. ***
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RaptorFlyer said:
I think Duane's post should be the quote of the moment.
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-RaptorFlyer
*** This post was edited by RaptorFlyer on 12/21/2001. ***
Too Bad It Isn't His..........
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One Time Me And My Friends Rode The Mine Ride 25 Times In A Row For Fun, And Gave The Ride Op's A Thumbs Up Back. I Think We Annoyed The Heck Outta Them:)
Nor did I ever claim that it was mine. I specifically mentioned that it was attributed elsewhere, unfortunately the attribution was not on the site from which I copied it. I had seen it before this site, so I knew that giving that site credit was not appropriate. I remembered seeing it originally as (what I thought was a job, but spewey correctly ID's it as) a college application but didn't know the source. Big thanks to spewey for coming up with that one (Small world, huh?)
Did the fact that I didn't specifically mention the author confuse you? Everyone else seemed to get the jist that I wasn't taking credit as original material...
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Duane Cahill
Coasterbuzz Track Record - 59
CP Track Record - 13 (too tall for Jr. Gemini)
Anyone else have any stories?
Cp_Rider said:Too Bad It Isn't His..........
I know, I just thought it was funny. :)
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-RaptorFlyer
"Magnum is sinking and they are going to sell it?"
"Yeah"
"Oh, I better get my last ride" :)
If I remember correctly.. one of the local papers got it and didn't know it was a joke. Hence.. a legend was born...
http://www.guidetothepoint.com/thepoint/cpplace/thread.asp?ForumID=1&TopicID=728
Wí¢këÐ Twî§të® said:
"He should've gone in the soda bottle that made him have to go... then throw it, with no cap, up and over the whole crowd of the queue line... that would be funny!!!
Yeah, sounds real funny...oh wait a minute, it doesn't.
*** This post was edited by CP_bound on 12/29/2001. ***
It was June 6th, and I went to CP with my church youth group. Well, my friend Jenny and I were having fun and we decided to ride the Raptor. It had just gotten done raining really good, and we had just gotten off Disaster Transport when we looked over at the Raptor line and saw a small group of about 10 people. The ride ops were testing it so they could open it back up again, so we waited. Our small group then grew to a HUGE mass of people trailing down the midway, and everybody was getting impatient after they sent train after train up the hill for about 25 minutes. Finally, people began screaming and shouting nasty things (not to mention the guy behind us, annoying us with a joke fart noise-maker!) Anyways, suddenly the gate to the ride opened and all of a sudden the whole mob of people were pushing and shoving and screaming! Jenny and I almost got trampled!!!! She fell down, while people just half-walked over her! I picked her up and grabbed her and we had to sprint through the lines to get up to the platform to dodge the crazy people. It was total maddness....but it was kinda fun! LOL! :) :)
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