This could be an interesting thread.
Personally, nothing comes to mind. Threads are like little haikus to me. I eke out whatever nuggets of wisdom, insight, and/or humor I can, then discard them like so many bits of shredded paper in a hamster cage. Hell... I probably can't even remember most of the threads that happened yesterday.
But a trip down BBS memory lane is a good idea... Unless it becomes embarrasing, and if so - I go back to hating you, Shuckins.
(you know I could never really hate you. I love you, man.)