The Fat Lady is Singing


Well. it seems as if the folks who control the theater are trying to sugar coat what went down over the last "X" amount of time vis-a-vis my emails to the arcarena@mcn.org addy and what they say happened = "OOPS!!! We didn't see them." Darn! I bet they just HATE IT when that happens...

Weasels... Skanks... Liars... Republicans...

UPDATE!!! Looky here what I found... lol...

Speaking of Weasels... Skanks... Liars... Republicans..., I stumbled across Mr & Mrs Beach's personal web site today, June 26, 2008... if the theory that the size of a guy's dick is inversely porportional to the size of his material belongings is true, Dick Beach must need a pair of tweezers to pull out his wang when he needs to pee pee... take a look @ his & Mrs Beach's San Diego bungalo, and the pretentious pic pointing to the "Directions to Rick's Hangar at Montgomery Field" in San Diego...

Note: I must say that the landscaping involved here is just great... a beautiful low water usage landscape... I'll bet that the Beaches had many blisters to show for all of their work making this happen! And here below is my version of the same .jpg, fixing the 'Straighten' & 'Cropping' to my eye, anyway...

The good 'ol Arena Theater has been taken over by outside interests... none of this crap would be happening if Raven was still alive... the dip shit who panders around town thinking to his self that he's the King Fisher Entroupenour (Jeez, that's not even close to being spelled right) would be soooo put in his place if The Bird was still alive... Raven would take him to school... and flunk him... LOL...

and, Hey, South Coast friends, I did not make this up... this is THE most disgusting display of wealth I've ever seen by anyone who claims to be "a local"... unless of course Mr and Mrs Beach are merely passing through... we should be so lucky, 'eh?

Anyway, if'n ya want to see what I had coded on the arenacinema.com web site just before Mr. Dick Beach & the duplicitous bitch Ms Cornelia Reynolds instructed Mr. Peter Laugran to fire me, check it out here. Be sure and read the last paragraph below to get directions for the super duper secret link craftily hidden on that page... mebbe now w/ all my free time I'll become a spy!!! Or a sleuth!!! Or drink more beer... yeah... more beer... WAHOO!!! That's the Ticket!!! I'll invite Homer Simpson over and we'll guzzle beer and chow down on pork chops... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... pork chops...

"For whom the Fat Lady sings; she sings for me"

Well, actually the Fat Lady is singing for this web site.    For reasons far too Byzantine & Boring to expect mere mortals to care about, the ARC / ATA (Arena Theater Association) Board has chosen to stop funding for arenacinema.com... in other words, I was fired.  *sob*

Please keep supporting the theater, she's a fine old girl...

Tom Reid
Point A

To paraphrase Bluto's (John Belushi) line in Animal House, "Darn, 8 years of html coding* down the drain"

*Sisyphean labors

Hint type hint... The word drain is a hot link... which takes you on a magic carpet ride to the Films page of the site I built (a huge expansion of the original arenacinema.com site) after I was asked by one of the Board members to combine the two Arena Theater web pages, arenacinema.com, as I had done for the last 8 years, and arenatheater.org, which has had several folks try to keep together over the last few years... oy vey! this is much too convoluted for anyone not involved in the theater's ins and outs to fathom, but anyway, if you follow the Films page to its bottom and click on the (.) period following the very last Back to Home Page link you'll go to even more crap that might be of interest if you were the most bored person ever, like someone watching Titanic or a Kevin Costener movie (except for The Big Easy) and could not leave...

AAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!! I've lost my mind... again!!! Here, Mind... here, here, here... come back, feeble mind...

---> To be continued, The Saga That Would Never End...<---

or not... I just stuck a fork in me... I think I'm done... I'm glad none of this makes any sense... what a load of BS.

OR, "The saga continues. I'm looking forward to the next installment!"

Update... thanks to Ms Riboli for reminding me of this mess... w/o your wonderful email today (7_18_2008) I would never have taken the time to do this refresh! :) Good for you!