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[Jorge]

Hahaha... not a car owner, didn't know that was a thing people did. Cute.

[E.H. Ruddock]

Cobalt
Holey
Little blue
Frosty
Blizzak
Sinclair
Green machine
Sinclair II

All of the cars I’ve owned in my life

[dad]

tell us a little about Blizzak.

[E.H. Ruddock]

tell us a little about Blizzak.

haha, one of my favorites! An old Subaru 4WD Loyale. Can't remember the year. Was living in Colorado, and I had studless snow tires that were put on every winter, and they were called Blizzaks. Adopted it to the car. Would always encourage Blizzak when I had to drive 5 miles to the base I was stationed at in feet of snow.

[Jorge]

Have you ever bought a Cameo for yourself or someone else? If so, who was it and what was the experience like? If not, does the idea seem appealing to you at all?

Bumping this to say that I just ordered a Cameo from Ray Abruzzo, the guy who played Little Carmine on The Sopranos. It's my third time buying a Cameo as a gift for someone, but the first time the performer reached out to ask me additional questions to best customize my order. He enabled free messaging (Cameo usually charges an additional $20 if you wanna go beyond the allotted 250 characters to describe your order) and asked me a bunch of questions about my friend and our relationship, to personalize the message as much as possible. And the video turned out great.

So if you're ever in the market for a personalized greeting from an actor who played a small part in a TV show 20 years ago, I can heartily endorse Ray Abruzzo. What a class act.

[doug rr]

Have you ever bought a Cameo for yourself or someone else? If so, who was it and what was the experience like? If not, does the idea seem appealing to you at all?

Bumping this to say that I just ordered a Cameo from Ray Abruzzo, the guy who played Little Carmine on The Sopranos. It's my third time buying a Cameo as a gift for someone, but the first time the performer reached out to ask me additional questions to best customize my order. He enabled free messaging (Cameo usually charges an additional $20 if you wanna go beyond the allotted 250 characters to describe your order) and asked me a bunch of questions about my friend and our relationship, to personalize the message as much as possible. And the video turned out great.

So if you're ever in the market for a personalized greeting from an actor who played a small part in a TV show 20 years ago, I can heartily endorse Ray Abruzzo. What a class act.

my buddies did one for me last year for my birthday...Squirelly Dan from Letterkenny..it was awesome

[tree_]

I can't imagine a celebrity I would enjoy a personalized message from. It's not like they know me. Feels staged and forced. If you're going to spend that kind of money, just please give it to me instead.

[dad]

what if it was from Mike McDaniel?

[tree_]

what if it was from Mike McDaniel?

I love him. But it's like, not really for me, you know? He doesn't know me. Might as well just do a generalized message and cut/paste my details in certain spots, you know? If I get to hang out with him, that's another story. But I'd still prefer the money.

[dad]

what if it was from Mike McDaniel?

I love him. But it's like, not really for me, you know? He doesn't know me. Might as well just do a generalized message and cut/paste my details in certain spots, you know? If I get to hang out with him, that's another story. But I'd still prefer the money.

okay fine, I'll send you some money.

[tree_]

sounds good, thanks

[The Argonaut]

My preference would be for a personalized video message from an RMer, or a group of RMers. Ideally, for my birthday this year, you will all record personalized messages of good wishes and salutations for me and then have someone edit them all together and upload it to Vimeo or something. I will be really disappointed if you guys don't do this for me.

[spike]

Your birthday’s tomorrow. Pretty short notice dude.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

Albini

[tree_]

probably jada pinkett smith

[dad]

tom hanks.

[Jorge]

I can't imagine a celebrity I would enjoy a personalized message from. It's not like they know me. Feels staged and forced. If you're going to spend that kind of money, just please give it to me instead.

It works best if it's for a laugh, a gesture related to conversations you've had and not like a celebrity you actually love and admire. The idea (at least for me) isn't to pretend that you're actually friends with the performer. Like if I paid Chad Smith to send you a birthday greeting that'd be kind of cute.

[VinylGuy]

Or Mark Hamill sending an angry video to Dime

" you dont get Star Wars!"