Treez, lemmie give ya somethin to really cheer your boy about. Look back at what everyone's sayin about Comp.
"Run in front of the crowd ya preach to. "
"How fast have you gone this year?"
"Go faster don't just talk about it. " (Paraphrase of Git)
What ever be their motives, when it comes down to it, everyone just wants to see it run. All that talkin he does, we wanna see what he's talkin about. Plain and simple. We all have different ways of goin about it. In the end, the guy really does have a whole lotta people, diesel people, who'd really like to watch him do what he says, over and over, he does best. Hence, the "shut up and run" attitude.
As to the current state of events with Comp461 on this board, maybe its a lot like this... goin out there on this one:
Say ya got a roommate, you and him share a bachelor pad. One day he comes home and says,
"Dude, I got a girlfriend!
She's so hot, she's a supermodel. "
Days pass, every night roomie comes home just enamored with this girl. Talks at end about every aspect of her. What she looks like, how good she looks in that new outfit he got her; you can tell he's in love with this chick. From little insignificant details like the mood
rings on her fingers, to the good stuff like
what he's done with her.
(Even
shows you the lingerie' to prove it. ) Its all he talks about.
This goes on for some time, and sounds pretty serious. Of course you wanna find out for yourself what your buddies talkin about. Not that ya doubt him or nothin', ya just wanna see for yourself. But for some reason you never get to meet her. So,ya a set up plans for lunch with em at the restaurant down the street, only to go down there and
get stood up.
Sure enough, that night back at the crib its all he talks about. Came down
sick at the last minute. It happens. Gotta try again.
Every time ya go out somewhere, somethin always happens and ya never get to meet this supermodel girlfriend. He takes er out, but usually late at night at the
private restaurants with all the foreign movers and shakers. (You work early, and don't go to those places anyway. ) For some reason, he never brings her home.
By now you're a little bit miffed. You've seen pictures, and heard all about how marvelous she is, over and over and over again.
Eventually this may turn to bitterness. After all, its all he talks about. Well, that and to
make fun, now and then,
of the chicks you bring home.
You may even start to doubt the existence of this mystery woman a little, or at the least wish your roommate some ill will. Suddenly ya ain't so buddy buddy any more.
"If she's so awesome, why cant I meet her?" You think to yourself.
The longer it goes, the more bitter and mean you become.
"Prolly some corn-fed hussy, anyways. Hope the hairy whale gets beached on em and bugs the eyes out his head!" you think to yourself, though deep inside you don't really mean it.
Now it seems like every time he opens his mouth, all you do is fight. Your roommate has stopped even talking about bringin this chick home to meet you. (yet strangely he still talks about the chick) Now you're not so sure you wanna meet her anyways. By now,
his friends have even brought their girlfriends by, at least once. Truly a sad state of affairs.
All because you wanna meet this chick in person, and your roommate just wont bring her home.
Just like that, I'm in and out of the parable business. Enjoy, Laugh, Scratch yer head.
:-laf
Treez, in the many ways we do it, we're not gonna stop buggin till he brings that truck out in front of a real diesel crowd... "home. " Even though you think we should just let him keep talkin'. Not gonna happen.
Did somebody say beer a while back?
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