Is there actually press-box etiquette?

That's what I thought -- "Poor Mountaineer, barely kept his family fed."

 

Without a doubt, one of my first crushes (on the left ... grrrr ... on the left):



A mega-babe before we knew what a mega-babe was.

 

Tell the guy sitting in your seat that you are the Fonz and it's time to step outside.

 

So he's from Mimico, Ontario? (inside joke for JR)

And Betty Rubble. And the original Granny from the "Tweety and Sylvester" cartoons.

According to Wikipedia's entry about the show, the Clampetts' home was "a hamlet called Bugtussle in the Ozark Mountains." A working title for "Petticoat Junction" was "Ozark Widow," and Hooterville is described in an article about itself as being 20 to 25 miles away from Bugtussle.

There is ample evidence placing Hooterville (and therefore Bugtussle) in southern Missouri, which is Ozark territory. There are numerous references in both "Petticoat Junction" and "Green Acres" to Springfield, the name of a city in the Missouri Ozarks. Reference is also made to Silver Dollar City, which could have been an in-joke referring to the Ozark theme park near Branson.

As well, Paul Henning, the creative force behind "BH" and "PJ" and the executive producer of "GA," was from Missouri. He and his wife donated land for a conservation area and state forest near Branson that now bear their names. And, in 1976, he donated the Clampett's 1921 Oldsmobile truck to the Ralph Foster Museum, College of the Ozarks, in Point Lookout, MO.

Wow. This thread has gotten way off track, but it's been in a most enjoyable way.

"Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Jed
Come ride a little train that is rolling down the tracks to the Junction
Greeeeeen Acres is the place to be"

 

OK, what was the specific event which led to the most crossover between GA, PJ and the Hillbillies? It was one specific thing.

 

On the etiquette front...

I remember sitting on press row at a basketball game and noticing, rather innocently, that the guy next to me had called up SportsJournalists.com on his laptop.

Which, of course, spurred my curiosity. Until I saw that he was PM-ing someone with "Yeah, I'm at the game. You should get a load of the douche next to me."

Still like to know what I did to that guy. Can't wait to see him again.

 

The birth of Betty Jo Bradley's baby

 

Give that man an extra heapin' helping of hog jowls.

 

Let's just say when it came to Betty Jo and Bobbie Jo Bradley, I was a big fan

 

Maybe it wasn't you. Could have been the douche on the other side of him.

 

Before I was born, my family had three pet squirrels which were named Billie Jo, Bobbie Jo and Betty Jo.

One used to sleep in the pot of an angel wing begonia which soon became known as "the Billie Jo plant" to distinguish it from other plants in the house.

Stems from the original plant were taken to start several new angel wing begonias which are still alive today and fondly known in our family as "Billie Jo plants."

 

Years ago, I covered a minor-league hockey game. A metro-daily part-timer I knew and was friendly with came over and we talked for a while. Then she said, "This is my seat." I was set up. The seat was unmarked. I looked around and there were 3 square miles of unused media seats. There was no reason for her to kick me out of my seat except she power-tripped me. I regret it deeply, but I gathered up my stuff and moved. I thought she was probably insane enough to make a scene. I'd never do it again and we have had next to no contact since. I still kick myself for not telling her to go fuck herself. Sheesh!