"Tom Keats" <[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]> wrote in message
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> In article <MuYEc.15327$[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]>,
> "Marlene Blanshay" <[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]> writes:
>
> > I feel like saying, get the kid a bike!
>
> Maybe it would be better to wait until he actually wants one,
> and the decision to take up cycling would be the kid's own.
> But that's not to say you can't make the idea appealing to him.
>
>
> cheers,
> Tom
>
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Well, it's not my responsibility. Frankly, I also wish they'd get him an
x-BOX or a Play station. At least then he'd be sitting down and not running
up and down the hall all the livelong day.
In article <wr1Fc.15446$[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]>,
"Marlene Blanshay" <[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]> writes:
> Well, it's not my responsibility.
No, But it's your idea, and if you wanted to, you could
run with it by playing-up cycling to the kid and his
parents. A li'l subtly persuasive advertising ;-)
Besides, it takes a village to get a kid to knock it off
(or something like that.) You'd also be potentially
helping to assimilate another rider into our ranks. Maybe
you could even become the kid's cycling mentor. While
simultaneously get all the 'dirt' about his folks, like
in that TV commercial: "My mom had to cut up all her
credit cards ..." That kind of stuff.
> Frankly, I also wish they'd get him an
> x-BOX or a Play station. At least then he'd be sitting down and not running
> up and down the hall all the livelong day.
I once had upstairs neighbours like that, too. My tactic
was, whenever they started up, I'd fire up my earthquake
machine -- aggressive-knobbied Trek 930 on rollers -- for
a minute or two. That pretty well got the whole world to
go quiet for awhile.
I've gotta kinda feel a little sorry for apartment-dwelling
kids, though. A back yard can be an whole world to a kid.
Maybe the kid just needs a pair of slippers.
cheers,
Tom
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In article <wr1Fc.15446$[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]>,
"Marlene Blanshay" <[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]> writes:
> Well, it's not my responsibility.
No, But it's your idea, and if you wanted to, you could
run with it by playing-up cycling to the kid and his
parents. A li'l subtly persuasive advertising ;-)
Besides, it takes a village to get a kid to knock it off
(or something like that.) You'd also be potentially
helping to assimilate another rider into our ranks. Maybe
you could even become the kid's cycling mentor. While
simultaneously get all the 'dirt' about his folks, like
in that TV commercial: "My mom had to cut up all her
credit cards ..." That kind of stuff.
> Frankly, I also wish they'd get him an
> x-BOX or a Play station. At least then he'd be sitting down and not running
> up and down the hall all the livelong day.
I once had upstairs neighbours like that, too. My tactic
was, whenever they started up, I'd fire up my earthquake
machine -- aggressive-knobbied Trek 930 on rollers -- for
a minute or two. That pretty well got the whole world to
go quiet for awhile.
I've gotta kinda feel a little sorry for apartment-dwelling
kids, though. A back yard can be an whole world to a kid.
Maybe the kid just needs a pair of slippers.
cheers,
Tom
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In article <wr1Fc.15446$[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]>,
"Marlene Blanshay" <[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]> writes:
> Well, it's not my responsibility.
No, But it's your idea, and if you wanted to, you could
run with it by playing-up cycling to the kid and his
parents. A li'l subtly persuasive advertising ;-)
Besides, it takes a village to get a kid to knock it off
(or something like that.) You'd also be potentially
helping to assimilate another rider into our ranks. Maybe
you could even become the kid's cycling mentor. While
simultaneously get all the 'dirt' about his folks, like
in that TV commercial: "My mom had to cut up all her
credit cards ..." That kind of stuff.
> Frankly, I also wish they'd get him an
> x-BOX or a Play station. At least then he'd be sitting down and not running
> up and down the hall all the livelong day.
I once had upstairs neighbours like that, too. My tactic
was, whenever they started up, I'd fire up my earthquake
machine -- aggressive-knobbied Trek 930 on rollers -- for
a minute or two. That pretty well got the whole world to
go quiet for awhile.
I've gotta kinda feel a little sorry for apartment-dwelling
kids, though. A back yard can be an whole world to a kid.
Maybe the kid just needs a pair of slippers.
cheers,
Tom
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In article <wr1Fc.15446$[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]>,
"Marlene Blanshay" <[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]> writes:
> Well, it's not my responsibility.
No, But it's your idea, and if you wanted to, you could
run with it by playing-up cycling to the kid and his
parents. A li'l subtly persuasive advertising ;-)
Besides, it takes a village to get a kid to knock it off
(or something like that.) You'd also be potentially
helping to assimilate another rider into our ranks. Maybe
you could even become the kid's cycling mentor. While
simultaneously get all the 'dirt' about his folks, like
in that TV commercial: "My mom had to cut up all her
credit cards ..." That kind of stuff.
> Frankly, I also wish they'd get him an
> x-BOX or a Play station. At least then he'd be sitting down and not running
> up and down the hall all the livelong day.
I once had upstairs neighbours like that, too. My tactic
was, whenever they started up, I'd fire up my earthquake
machine -- aggressive-knobbied Trek 930 on rollers -- for
a minute or two. That pretty well got the whole world to
go quiet for awhile.
I've gotta kinda feel a little sorry for apartment-dwelling
kids, though. A back yard can be an whole world to a kid.
Maybe the kid just needs a pair of slippers.
cheers,
Tom
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In article <wr1Fc.15446$[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]>,
"Marlene Blanshay" <[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]> writes:
> Well, it's not my responsibility.
No, But it's your idea, and if you wanted to, you could
run with it by playing-up cycling to the kid and his
parents. A li'l subtly persuasive advertising ;-)
Besides, it takes a village to get a kid to knock it off
(or something like that.) You'd also be potentially
helping to assimilate another rider into our ranks. Maybe
you could even become the kid's cycling mentor. While
simultaneously get all the 'dirt' about his folks, like
in that TV commercial: "My mom had to cut up all her
credit cards ..." That kind of stuff.
> Frankly, I also wish they'd get him an
> x-BOX or a Play station. At least then he'd be sitting down and not running
> up and down the hall all the livelong day.
I once had upstairs neighbours like that, too. My tactic
was, whenever they started up, I'd fire up my earthquake
machine -- aggressive-knobbied Trek 930 on rollers -- for
a minute or two. That pretty well got the whole world to
go quiet for awhile.
I've gotta kinda feel a little sorry for apartment-dwelling
kids, though. A back yard can be an whole world to a kid.
Maybe the kid just needs a pair of slippers.
cheers,
Tom
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On Thu, 1 Jul 2004 18:21:00 -0700, [Only registered and activated users can see links. ] (Tom Keats)
wrote:
>I once had upstairs neighbours like that, too. My tactic
>was, whenever they started up, I'd fire up my earthquake
>machine -- aggressive-knobbied Trek 930 on rollers -- for
>a minute or two. That pretty well got the whole world to
>go quiet for awhile.
Another option is to get an electric guitar and an amp, and learn to
play. Or better yet, fail to learn to play...
--
Rick Onanian
On Thu, 1 Jul 2004 18:21:00 -0700, [Only registered and activated users can see links. ] (Tom Keats)
wrote:
>I once had upstairs neighbours like that, too. My tactic
>was, whenever they started up, I'd fire up my earthquake
>machine -- aggressive-knobbied Trek 930 on rollers -- for
>a minute or two. That pretty well got the whole world to
>go quiet for awhile.
Another option is to get an electric guitar and an amp, and learn to
play. Or better yet, fail to learn to play...
--
Rick Onanian
On Thu, 1 Jul 2004 18:21:00 -0700, [Only registered and activated users can see links. ] (Tom Keats)
wrote:
>I once had upstairs neighbours like that, too. My tactic
>was, whenever they started up, I'd fire up my earthquake
>machine -- aggressive-knobbied Trek 930 on rollers -- for
>a minute or two. That pretty well got the whole world to
>go quiet for awhile.
Another option is to get an electric guitar and an amp, and learn to
play. Or better yet, fail to learn to play...
--
Rick Onanian
On Thu, 1 Jul 2004 18:21:00 -0700, [Only registered and activated users can see links. ] (Tom Keats)
wrote:
>I once had upstairs neighbours like that, too. My tactic
>was, whenever they started up, I'd fire up my earthquake
>machine -- aggressive-knobbied Trek 930 on rollers -- for
>a minute or two. That pretty well got the whole world to
>go quiet for awhile.
Another option is to get an electric guitar and an amp, and learn to
play. Or better yet, fail to learn to play...
--
Rick Onanian