When I was born in Chicago, Ill. on July 13, 1942, the doctor slapped my 
mother. Badda-BING! Thank you very much. Life was pretty much like any 
kid's until I discovered acting in a college production of "The Skin of 
Our Teeth" at Ripon College in Wisconsin. (I was thrown out of school my 
senior year.) I failed all my senior courses. I slept through the entire 
year, waking up only to eat pizza. I didn't want to be anything. Shortly 
thereafter I married my honor-student wife (to the obvious delight of 
her parents) and moved to California.

My goal was to become an actor. I got a contract with Columbia for $150 
a week. This was in 1965 when studios were still telling their contract 
players what kind of haircut ot get and what women they should have on 
their arms at the Oscars. I was cast as a bellhop in "Dead Heat on a 
Merry Go Round", so I acted like a bellhop. I was told I'd never make it 
in Hollywood because I didn't act like a movie star. They were 
determined to send me back to acting school until I learned how not to 
act like a bellhop.

I did the usual starving artist bit until I tired of starving. Decided 
to become a carpenter. Hey, if it was good enough for the Son of God, it 
was good enough for me! I was totally self-taught, learned from books 
and the exercise of logic. It was wonderful. My first paying job was 
building a recording studio for Sergio Mendez in his backyard. I got bit 
parts in couple of big movies in the late seventies, but I made my 
living as a carpenter for almost eight years. It beat going to parties 
and introducing myself as an "out of work actor". I finally made it 
"big" as an actor, but I still feel like the carpenter I was all those 
years ago. 

I have a pretty hectic schedule these days, but I still make time for my 
woodworking. I've been able to afford a pretty nice place in Beverly 
Hills, complete with woodworking shop and all the p*wer tools a guy like 
Norm could want. But I still get the most pleasure from the simple 
sharpening of a chisel, or a plane blade...From hearing that sound of 
the blade cutting a wisp of wood... from the smell of wood molecules as 
they meet the air for the very first time. It's not really practical for 
me to go to garage sales and flea markets anymore. (You guys don't 
realize how good you have it.) But on the plus side, I own everything 
Lie-Neilsen ever made.

No, I haven't won an Oscar yet, but if I ever do I'll probably just melt 
it down to make ornate little plumb bobs. If any of you ever figure out 
who I am, don't let it get out or I'll have to lose this psuedonym and 
come back as somebody else. Thanks for letting me hang out on the porch 
with you all. I'm learning a lot about the historical handtools. (A 
SPECIAL thanks to those of you who answer my "newbie" questions.)

Darren C. Addy

Darren or whoever writes:



>
>No, I haven't won an Oscar yet, but if I ever do I'll probably just melt 
>it down to make ornate little plumb bobs. If any of you ever figure out 
>who I am, don't let it get out or I'll have to lose this psuedonym and 
>come back as somebody else. Thanks for letting me hang out on the porch 
>with you all. I'm learning a lot about the historical handtools. (A 
>SPECIAL thanks to those of you who answer my "newbie" questions.)
>
>Darren C. Addy
>
I gotta suggestion for the plumb bob. There's a contractor's supply chain in
the midwest called KelWelco. The carried this plumb bob for a while that
they called Plumb Barbra. A nice little 10 oz. plumb bob with a cheapie
sculpture of "Barbra" on top. She looked a little top heavey to me and I
couldn't figure out for the life of me how it kept hanging straight. It was
something I couldn't figure out how to justify buying to my wife.

Maybe I should have bought one while I had the chance, but I'm looking
forward to the one you create.

Larry Williams

 
 
> Whatever you say, HF, but you'll always be Darren to us. ;)
 
   And FWIW, what led you to relocate to Nebraska?

   ;^b

   Doug Dawson
   dawson@p...

*snip*

Whatever you say, HF, but you'll always be Darren to us. ;)

Ed

On 30 Aug 96,David Gardner wrote:
> Just say (tm) "Wow, I'm on a list with a star"

Err, after that, it might be more accurate to say:

Just say (tm) "Wow, I was once on a list with a star" 
--
Keypuncher: Gary "Snick" Ilmanen - Riverside, California, USA
Other Email: snick@m... & snickmeister@g...
My Website:  http://www.liberty.com/home/saga
Pithy Quote: Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.
Disparate Quote: When a woman is reaching her sexual peak, her 
     husband is discovering he has a favorite chair.

Snick Wrote:
>On 30 Aug 96,David Gardner wrote:
>> Just say (tm) "Wow, I'm on a list with a star"

>Err, after that, it might be more accurate to say:

>Just say (tm) "Wow, I was once on a list with a star"

Yeah, C'mon Guys, lets respect his right to privacy.

WHOEVER he is, he went to an awefull lot of trouble to get here. Lets
try and respect that.

I worked security for lots of "famous" people back in CT ....... The
most commony heards compliant from all of them was.. "do you know how
dificult it is just to go to a pub on the corner and have a beer?"

Whaday say we just welcome him as a fellow Sawdust Junkie, and leave
it at that.

Of course it is probly too late now,

Hey Darren, C'mon back some day. We'll keep a Dunbar Windsor reserved
for you and the beer cold ready.

John, Another sleepless night on Pager Duty.

On 30 Aug 96,David Gardner wrote:
> Just say (tm) "Wow, I'm on a list with a star"

Hah! I guess you were totally sucked in, David!  That was quite a
good troll, Darren.  You even had me going for a while.  I guess I'm
just as much a sucker as the next guy, and I deserve it more than
most... after I tried to foist an imaginary joinery technique upon
the group.  If you missed it, see the Viking Files:

http://www.liberty.com/home/saga/vikings.htm

Incidently, in real life, I am really John Travolta, and I am
writing this from my airplane while plugged into a cell-phone. 
Oops! Gotta go! Denver Center needs me to turn left heading 088 and 
decend and maintain flight level 280.

--
Keypuncher: Gary "Snick" Ilmanen - Riverside, California, USA
Other Email: snick@m... & snickmeister@g...
My Website:  http://www.liberty.com/home/saga
Pithy Quote: Look out for #1.  Don't step in #2 either.
Disparate Quote: Beware of programmers who carry screwdrivers.

Fellow Galoots,

I would like to interject a little bit of healthy skepticism here.  One of
the boons (and banes) of the internet is the relative difficulty of
ascertaining the source of any bit of e-mail, and thus the credibility of
any of the info contained therein. 

I had a conversation with me dad, an attorney, about this subject a few 
months ago.  He pointed out that in the legal system, any testimony is 
directly linked to the identity of the witness.  With e-mail and usenet, 
it is virtually impossible to identify the source of any bit of info.

Therefore, the only info that has any real merit is the info that can be 
independently verified.  In the real world, we are a bunch of helpful 
folks with a shared interest.  Most of the info we post up here is the 
best that we have, otherwise we wouldn't bother typing it in.  So we get 
lulled into a sense of false security where we implicitly trust the 
truthfulness of what we read here.

But every so often there are posts in which the identity of the author or
the information in the post cannot be verified.  These posts are neither
here nor there.  They are simply unverifiable assertions.  It is
especially difficult when the assertion is something that we want to
believe in. 

Now Mr. HF is an enormously popular star.  I know that I would like to 
believe that I am electronically rubbing elbows with him, and I think 
that goes for the rest of us, too.  But Darren C. Addy could be posting 
with his caps lock ON proclaiming himself to be HF and it still wouldn't 
mean a damn thing.  So there is no such thing as 'outing' him.

Maybe he is, and maybe he isn't. I know what I am personally rooting for, 
but I also know at the very same time that I am deluding myself if I 
think that any definitive answer is forthcoming.

-John-

Just Say(tm) - No, *I* am HF!!!!!  ;^)

   John Hunt wrote,

> Just Say(tm) - No, *I* am HF!!!!!  ;^)

   Quite incorrect - you've all been had.  Because Harrison Ford
   is ME.  Man, I had you going.

   Harrison Ford
   dawson@p... ( - my dropbox. )

>
>Whaday say we just welcome him as a fellow Sawdust Junkie, and leave it at
that.
>
>Of course it is probly too late now, 
>
>Hey Darren, C'mon back some day.
>We'll keep a Dunbar Windsor reserved for you and the beer cold ready.
>
>John,
>Another sleepless night on Pager Duty.
>
Then there was the fellow who posted his Visa number listwide. The apparent
lack of problems resulting from this error seems to demostrate that there is
a high degree of respect/honesty amongst the galooti....

Eric

>
>Do any other galoot out there have any suggestions as to how Hans Solo can
>go under cover so he can share the joy of hunting in yard sales and flee
>markets?
>

well, I was at Andy's a couple of weeks ago.  there was some codger behind
the counter (Andy was schmoozing in back in front of a truck load of bad
doughnuts.)  after the man took my money, I said: "I love you."  he looked
at me deadpan and said: "I know."  I looked at him closely and thought I
saw a hint of the edge of a latex mask.

i've heard that HF sometimes does yardsales disguised as Julia Roberts.

415-267-7313(beep/Bay Area) 310-201-8615(beep/Westwood)

On Sat, 31 Aug 1996, Chew-Bakka wrote:

> Nope Not me!
>
> Never fooled me for a second.... eh Darren?
> BTW, The next Cold One is on me,
> Now get out of my chair!

Guntermann!!!

-- Steve

At 12:42 AM 8/30/96 -0400, you wrote:
>When I was born in Chicago, Ill. on July 13,

Nope Not me!

Never fooled me for a second.... eh Darren?
BTW, The next Cold One is on me, 
Now get out of my chair!

John,

"Acting is basically like carpentry - if you know your craft, you figure out
the logic of a particular job and
submit yourself to it. It all comes down to detail." 

Go figgure!?!?!?

Ahh, crap, wrong URL.  They say the memory is the second thing to 
go... does anybody remember what the first was?

Let me just start over!:

Hah! I guess you were totally sucked in, David! That was quite a
good troll, Darren. You even had me going for a while. I guess I'm
just as much a sucker as the next guy, and I deserve it more than
most... after I tried to foist an imaginary joinery technique upon the
group. If you missed it, see the Viking Files at:

http://www.liberty.com/home/saga/viking.htm

(not .vikings.htm like I said before)

Incidently, in real life, I am really John Travolta, and I am
writing this from my airplane while plugged into a cell-phone. 
Oops! Gotta go! Denver Center needs me to turn left heading 088 and
decend and maintain flight level 280.

Now, ODEEN!!! YOUR TURN!

"404 Not Found

The requested URL /~Odeen/galoot_caps.htm was not found on this
server."

I hate the Internet.  It has no intelligence.
--
Keypuncher: Gary "Snick" Ilmanen - Riverside, California, USA
Other Email: snick@m... & snickmeister@g...
My Website:  http://www.liberty.com/home/saga
Pithy Quote: As the evening sky faded from a salmon color to a 
     sort of flint gray, I thought back to the salmon I caught 
     that morning, and how gray he was, and how I named him Flint.
Disparate Quote: Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.

At 05:30 PM 8/31/96 EDT, you wrote:
>
>On Sat, 31 Aug 1996, Chew-Bakka wrote:
>
>> Nope Not me!
>>
>> Never fooled me for a second.... eh Darren?
>> BTW, The next Cold One is on me,
>> Now get out of my chair!
>
>Guntermann!!!
>
>-- Steve
>
>
>----------------------------------------------------------------
>Private replies: 
>

Are you sure?  The spelling is flawless.

Jeff

At 09:08 PM 8/31/96 -0400, Snick wrote:
>Now, ODEEN!!! YOUR TURN!
>
>"404 Not Found
>
>The requested URL /~Odeen/galoot_caps.htm was not found on this
>server."

Sicky, I love you, but you've got to learn cut-n-paste. My web page is on 
a real machine: Sun Sparc20, running Unix. Unix boxes support file suffixes
greater than three characters. Tack on the letter 'l' to 'htm'

:^)  

Paddy GM/ENB/Unix Geek

Gary & Sandra Ilmanen wisely wrote:
> 
> "404 Not Found
> 
> The requested URL /~Odeen/galoot_caps.htm was not found on this
> server."
> 
> I hate the Internet.  It has no intelligence.

Pray that it never gets any.  

-- 
   Ed Bell	 

   Cincinnati Bell Information Systems, Inc.,

   E-Mail:  

   Opinions expressed are my own, and do not reflect those of my 
   employer or anyone else.
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