My fave use of an area code was in the movie Go when one girl said to another, "Don't go 818 on me, Claire." HAHAHA! Made funnier by the fact that I'm in the 818! Go Valley!
Ah, the pitter patter of tiny feet in huge combat boots. Shut up!
Mal ,'War Stories'
Natter 60: Gone In 60 Seconds
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Glamcookie - Aug 25, 2008 9:04:17 am PDT #5219 of 10003
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
meara - Aug 25, 2008 9:05:13 am PDT #5220 of 10003
(I've just never heard people chant an area code as a sign of city loyalty, is all. Some people call Cincinnati "The 'Nati," but I think it's ironically.
Yeah, what David said--definitely in rap songs.
Though my brother in law's sister is trying to be a singer, and style herself as the "princess of 'The Lou'" (sp?). Apparently she is from St. Louis. But I heard this and went "princess of the LOO???" and though of the bathroom. Never having heard of a nickname for St. Louis being "the Lou".
meara - Aug 25, 2008 9:06:32 am PDT #5221 of 10003
I think my favorite area code shout out is in "Peaches and Cream". Heh....from the 404 to the 212....
megan walker - Aug 25, 2008 9:17:55 am PDT #5222 of 10003
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
beth, that link was fabulous! i'm now watching all his other vids.
It also led me to Olga Korbut's high bar routine from 1972, which, damn.
Sue - Aug 25, 2008 9:18:38 am PDT #5223 of 10003
hip deep in pie
The CBC has had some athletes and journalists keep blogs of their Olympic experience. The swimming commentator, who competed for Canada in the '72 Olympics, has a great post about a near miss with the hostage-takers in Munich.
The movie “Munich” by Stephen Spielberg opens with the terrorists readying to hop the Athletes Village fence at 4 a.m. There are also four American athletes in the movie version who, after some jovial chatter, all jump the fence.
This is not accurate. They were not American athletes; it was me and three other Canadians. And there was most certainly no camaraderie among the two groups, who stayed 50 metres apart from one another.
Steph L. - Aug 25, 2008 9:20:04 am PDT #5224 of 10003
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I've just never heard people chant an area code as a sign of city loyalty,
Really? I've heard it a lot. Mostly in rap songs.
Ah -- see, no wonder I wasn't familiar with it. I'm not really down with the rap music and the bling and The Nati, dig?
Tom Scola - Aug 25, 2008 9:21:12 am PDT #5225 of 10003
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
And yeah, I think of area codes as being A Thing. Like, you know, hoes in different area codes.
Area Codes in which Ludacris Claims to Have Hoes
megan walker - Aug 25, 2008 9:22:32 am PDT #5226 of 10003
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Really? I've heard it a lot. Mostly in rap songs.
French rap does this too, with a lot of references to the "93" (93 being the department code for Seine-Saint-Denis, a rough neighborhood just north of Paris).
tommyrot - Aug 25, 2008 9:24:14 am PDT #5227 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
“Ludacris has hoes in the Midway and Wake Islands. Only scientists are allowed to inhabit the Midway Islands, and only military personnel may inhabit the Wake Islands. Draw your own conclusion.”
Heh.
Burrell - Aug 25, 2008 9:25:35 am PDT #5228 of 10003
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
There is a whole set of social markers that go with each LA area code. In general, I find it pretty eyerolly but that may be because I'm from the "rich and snobby" area code and yet live in a solidly middle class, boringly residential neighborhood and can't really identify with either rich or snobby.