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Subject: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Amos Date: 14 Feb 06 - 05:06 PM A sussuration of surf on warm sand as the morning breaks over the wide bay bordering the hundred-some acres of the Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Capo Carnivale. The boardwalk snakes along the edges of the white-sand beach, where pale blue waves roll into ragged lines of gentle surf and the gulls sing fragments of Gaudeamus to the surf's slow rhythm. From a hundred small trailers and cabins parked along the northern boundary of the park, the smell of bacon sizzling and black coffee dripping mingles with the sounds of banjos, 12-strings, and bazoukis tuning up for a day of merriment. Four hundred folkies of various sizes are rolling out to start a day of hilarity and hijinks, although some of them have been up for hours tuning up the rides -- the Death Defying Circle of Fifths, the Flat-E-Terror-Trip, the amazing Tunnel of the Lost Chord, the pulse pounding Journey to the Relative Minor, and a score of others. Others have been opening the stands for food, games, love and magic along the boardwalk -- the incredible "Dylan Back On Pitch" game, The Rick Fielding House of Endless Harmonics, the BSeed Fortune and Forgotten Lyrics Guessing Stand, the JenEllen House of Love and Animal Husbandry, LEJ's Highdrammer Walk, and MBO's Heartbreak Hotelarama. Swanno is doing death-defying dives from the high board. Couples break into songs, strolling in the early light, in perfect thirds of heart-straining beauty. Laughter joins the smell of sunlight and jasmine along the sand. There are special spots all over the landscape, joined by paths among verdant tropical growth and bathed in delectable breezes perfumed by the airs of a thousand distant lands. Talk a walk down the boardwalk. Look!! What's that????? Amazing.... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Rapparee Date: 14 Feb 06 - 05:12 PM Golly. It's Matty Groves and Lord Arlen, much to the dismay of Lady Arlen, strolling hand-in-hand. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Stilly River Sage Date: 14 Feb 06 - 05:26 PM There's a tidy little open front tavern tucked under a stand of eucalyptus, with comfortable stools along the bar and separate tables alongside the hut. The smell of a brewery wafts through the clear air, with promises of things to come. An adjacent gravel footpath is spanned by a crudely-joined arbor with a smallish hand-lettered sign hanging from the top that says "Mudcat Tavern: Pacific door." The trail disappears around the back of the hut. A duck sits at the edge of the path idly watching people stroll by. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: GUEST,Wesley S Date: 14 Feb 06 - 05:36 PM It sounds so inviting. I guess it's time to saddle up and ride in from my home on the Bar F Ranch. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: frogprince Date: 14 Feb 06 - 05:54 PM Is it ok if I skinnydip along the beach here? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Rapparee Date: 14 Feb 06 - 05:57 PM Is there a fencing piste? Someplace where singers and swordsfolk can meet and mingle? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Amos Date: 14 Feb 06 - 06:31 PM As it happens, you need only find the Bobert's Bucaneer World house, which is about a quarter-mile that way, just past the Lake of Forgotten Lyrics. Follow the sound of the Arrrghs and you can't miss it. Choice of weapons at the door. A |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: GUEST,Wesley S Date: 14 Feb 06 - 06:33 PM Can we gamble ? Is there a casino ? With a floorshow ? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: katlaughing Date: 14 Feb 06 - 06:39 PM (So, if we sing, you won't slice? Kind of a variation on the shooting at the feet to make one dance? **bg**) Fortune, foretell your Futures, Reveal your Soul's Mate! Madame has lived for over 200 years and SafeKeeps the Records of Lifetimes. Who were YOU?! The King of Arabia? Queen of Sheba? Madame Siezeall reveals All to you! Come one, come all! Only a tenner and you will KNOW the Great Things you are destined for! Begin your New Life, today. Open your Palm for Madame, Cross hers with Silver and All will be Revealed! *here, you! Get back, unless yer willin' to pay!* |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: GUEST,Pamela Bereft Date: 14 Feb 06 - 06:43 PM Noticeable immediately, due to the enthusiastic crowd of worshippers, is the William Shatner Mudcat Shrine where one can plunk down a few hard-earned dollars for 8 x 10 glossies of their hero, Sweet William, action figures of same, and books written by Mister Shatner. There will be a draw this evening to see which lucky purchaser gets to receive a free signed copy of the new album, "Hasbeen"! Rumours are rife that "the man" himself may make a surprise appearance, which is why I am here! At last my dreams may come true. I know that when he sees me, and looks into these blue eyes which are only for him, that my destiny by his side will be secured for all time. (sigh!) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: frogprince Date: 14 Feb 06 - 06:51 PM I...knew...at my age, I shouldn'ta...tried to ride that damn...roller coast...coast...coasterrurrrp. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Rapparee Date: 14 Feb 06 - 06:57 PM And over there is the Catspaw49 Parfoomery. Unbelievable fragrances redolent of hills of sweet fresh grass and honeysuckle.... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: frogprince Date: 14 Feb 06 - 06:59 PM Ahuh; sweet fresh grass processed through a clydesdale, maybe. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Amos Date: 14 Feb 06 - 07:17 PM Sir Catspaw himself will be barking for shills at the Parfoomery this afternoon. "Woddizzit? They dunno woddizzit! Come one an' come all, come ye ladyes and ye gennulmens, and lissen to my song...." Braawwwwwwmp!!!"It wuz found ten miles from sea, five miles from land, and science has guaraynteed there is none other like it on any known planet or asstroid. Step up to the Parfoomery and take a gander at the incredible Jovial Ambergris Entity! He walks, he talks, he crawls on his belly like a reptile!! Your mom won't tell ya, yer pa won't tell ya, but by Gum we're heah to SHOW ya!! Step up, step up, it's a wonder, yes, a wonder of the World and it is here before you today and may never come again!! Take yer hands outta yer pockets, son -- don't fiddle with the unemployed!! Yank my doodle, it's a dandy, folks, and you will not be disappointed or we will show you the very exclusive Egress into the bargain. Step right up, step right...."Braawwwwwwmp!!!"...up and put your nickels where your minds are! You know you wanna, you know you gotta, and no-one is gonna stop ya!! Step right up!!!..... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Little Hawk Date: 14 Feb 06 - 07:25 PM What IS the definition of folk music anyway? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 07:42 PM You won't find any folk music in a carny L.H. ... but I heard you can see a bearded woman there. sIx |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Little Hawk Date: 14 Feb 06 - 07:50 PM Oh, joy. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 07:52 PM Yeah .... want some cotton candy? sIx |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Elmer Fudd Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:03 PM Step right up, ladies and gentlemen, to see Little Egypt do the famous dance of the pyramids! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: katlaughing Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:09 PM (*sigh* C'mon folks, flesh out those characters and let's get a good storyline going here!) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:14 PM You want some cotton candy Kat ??? It's good, it's a nice shade of blue. sIx |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: GUEST,North Ontario Observer Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:14 PM A stranger slouches in....he's a youngish man, probably in his middle to late 20's, sporting greasy blonde shoulder-length hair and a poorly trimmed mustache. He has a heavy five o'clock shadow which looks to be a pretty permanent condition, and a hand-rolled cigarette (or a doobie?) drooping from his lower lip, with a very long ash on it that looks about to fall at any moment, but never does. His clothes are dirty, old, faded, nondescript, and decidedly "working class". He wears an insulated maple leaf logo baseball cap on his head, with the words "Go Leafs Go!" on the front and "You're Followin' The Flippin' LEADER, Eh?" on the back. His faded and oil-stained lumberjack jacket, which once was blue and red plaid, but now is a bewildering melange of old stains of god knows what sort of crud, both organic and inorganic, is zipped open to disclose a stinking yellow pullover of some kind on which are emblazoned the words: "I'm with the Idiot", with an arrow under them pointing to the left, and another below that pointing to the right, just in case. He also has a button on his coat which says: "Free Sex! Inquire within (pants). Girls only!" He looks around at the general scene before him and smirks. "Flip me!" he remarks to no one in particular, taking a short drag on his cig. "This is what they call fun? I seen better in Sudbury on a Monday night! Buncha flippin' yanks. I bet not one of 'em can play air guitar half decent, eh?" Shane McBride, the most famous citizen of Blind River, Ontario, has arrived. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Amos Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:15 PM You are mistaken, s6! The Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Capo Carnivale. is ALL about folk music. Here, look around you!! The gallants and the damsels of every persuasion and tuning a beginning to gather in the arm nooning sun, on greens among the jasmines and under the shade of palms, and on stretches of beach where no-one minds what you sing or what you wear, or don't, as you sing it!! Just over there you can hear the strains of the MArvelous Mudcat Madcap Membership Merry-go-Round, which plays Rick Fielding's own strains as it rides folks through the Chamber of Merriment on undulating sea-serpents, white stallions, pegasi, hippogriffs, buffaloes and ostriches. Just now, old RIck is singing one of my favorites -- "When We Gather Once More". And over there, under the palm, surrounded by voluptuous women with fire in their eyes, Big Mick Lane is singing the sweetest version of Parting Glass ever recorded. And there's Wyowoman!! She's finally learned the chords to "Night Rider's Lament"!! And a voice like an angel, too!! Come on down this way, and see what you can find to love listening to. These folksingers between them know every song ever worth singing twice! A |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:17 PM Oh no ... betcha he going to roll some kid for change. No, look he's too busy running the ferris wheel. Look at him he's disgusting, but ya gotta admit he fits right in to a carny. sIx |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: katlaughing Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:19 PM (THAT's what I'm talking about! GoodonyaShane!!) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: GUEST,Blind DRunk in Blind River Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:24 PM I dismember bein' this bored once. Yeah. When was it? Musta been in histry class back in 7th grade. Yeah, it was. They was goin' on about the golden spike and all that and Sir John A. McDoneld, the flippin' goof who was the first, like Prime Ribister in this country, and he was 3 quardrs pissed about 98% of the time which explains why they would end up with a country that don't rightly know which flippin' end is up and has 2 offishal lenguages..one of which ain't English! Bad flippin' idea. It has caused a whole lotta trubble, lemme tell ya. The FRogs think they own half of my town! That's a laff and a half, eh? Lookin' around, I don't see anyone here who looks like an Ozzie Osbourne fan. Nope. This is sad. Not one metalhead in sight. Where can a guy get a free beer and some action around here? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:27 PM I dunno ... going to start walking down this boardwalk away from the midway and the likes of Shane ... down over there, it certainly looks nicer .... whatzat I hear down there ... sounds like some guy whining the blues away ... playing some accoustic in simple 3 chord structutures ... but it sound nice!! sIx |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Amos Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:35 PM A lonely and standoffish, lanky fellow with long tangled brown hair sporting occasional glimmers of gray, materializes among the jacaranda, carrying an old, scarred Dreadnought. He watches, shaking his head with wry amusement, as the sardonic Canuck in the woebegone, outmoded Identity, tries to put some moves on a fine, high-cheekboned, lovely lass with fire in her eyes. It is Peg; she listens to his line, gives him the sunniest smile in all creation, hugs him once and proceeds to sing to him in a lilting, piercing, heart-rending alto, a song of truth and long-lost illusion, of sunrises a world away and moonlight in ancient hills, of horseback rides in dark, fog-lain paths by a long-forgotten sea, of love on moonlit sands and hope restored with the touch of a gentleman's hand -- all these things were in her sweet song. The surly, barbarian minded man was struck dumb -- or perhaps it was his natal condition -- but in any case he watched with his jaw so low-slung that his half-burned cigarette fell on the ground. And then, as though seized himself by some ancient moor-born mist, the sallow-faced grease-stained hoser from Onario melted into a gauzy shimmer, and disappeared as the last beautiful note of song drew to a close. Little Hawk -- for it is he who watches this unfolding with amaze -- fingers his old guitar thoughtfully for a few minutes, lost in thought, and then, with renewed energy and purpose, swings the mighty Martin to the ready and unleashes a few baritone arpeggios. "Come you people, around me, wherever you rooooooooam....." he sings. His words break through the dappling sunlight under the eucalyptus, and filter through the jacaranda, and spread for hundreds of yards to the ears of a hundred smiling and entranced folks...and for a few lines, there are not one but a hundred voices taking up the song... "For the times, they ARE ac-chaaaaaaaangin..." And the singer, finding himself the sung-to and the song in one, smiles in renewal. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: GUEST,North Ontario Observer Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:37 PM Shane tries giving the eye to a succession of passing females. Most of them seem oblivious, but one glares at him and stalks off. An obvious rebuff! "Flippin' skank," he mutters, discarding his cigarette butt and digging in his jeans for another. "I wouldn't flip her on a dime if she begged me for it!" A thorough search turns up a crumpled packet of tobacco. Shane sits down on a handy bench and expertly rolls himself another cig. All the while he is scanning the scene for useful possibilities, such as...a loose woman, a free beer, a discarded issue of Penthouse, something which which to while a way those empty hours that one is forced to spend in the hungry years that precede "Freedom 35" and a life of leisure in the company of Shania Twain and the Rolling Stones' concert crew... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Bee-dubya-ell Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:49 PM |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: frogprince Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:53 PM An old coot from the midwest strolls the midway; he's at least clean, but not at all stylish, in old jeans and sneakers, a vintage checked shirt, and a faded tan sailor cap. He pauses in the crowd listening to the barker in front of the hootch cootchy show. "Ill be derned", he thinks; "I haven't seen one of those in a carnival since I was too young to go in one anyhow. Now do I or don't I. Judy'd kill me if she thought I did, but I always wondered if the shows ever amounted to anything. Heh; 'Liz the Squeak'; that's a funny name for a hootchy-cootchy dancer." |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Bee-dubya-ell Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:54 PM By the way, it's a little known fact that all food items sold at carnivals, fairs and arts & crafts shows are made from the same basic ingredient. Funnel cake dough. It doesn't matter what it's being sold as, it's really just a funnel cake in disguise. You think that's a Polish sausage smothered in onions and peppers? Think again. Yep, you got it, it's a funnel cake. Blooming onion? Hah! Funnel cake. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Little Hawk Date: 14 Feb 06 - 08:55 PM The times will never stop changing. Change is the most undeniable aspect of existence. But we struggle and try to hold it back, clinging to the familiar, trying to arrest the river in its flow. I have a Yamaha guitar that I have owned for over 10 years, and it has exactly one tiny mark on it. One that no one would ever notice, but I remember the night I banged it into a mike stand, and it got this tiny little mark on the side of the neck, on the white binding. You'd think it was new if you took a quick look. I have not managed to preserve myself quite so well as I have the guitars, but have done not too badly. There's a Martin too, but it's almost new. Sounds like a million dollars, that one. Singing, singing, singing. Must've sung a million songs. I want to hear Angels sing again. I heard that a couple of times, back in the 70's. Still have no idea why that happened, but there was no mistaking the sound when you heard it. Shane is the compendium of the small-town Ontario lowlife, a species that haunts cheap bars and downtown sidewalks, harassing women, committing petty crimes, getting arrested, dealing dope, and living in misery. When you have that little really going for you, a rich fantasy life can put a bit more of a glow on things. What is likeable about these guys, though, is...they are more or less innocent. They basically just don't know any better. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Bert Date: 14 Feb 06 - 09:00 PM Aaaannd here comes Bert. Fish and chips in a newspaper in one hand, cotton candy in the other and a stick of rock in his pocket. Pssst! want some dirty postcards? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Little Hawk Date: 14 Feb 06 - 09:06 PM Shane? Heads up! There's a guy here with dirty postcards. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Little Hawk Date: 14 Feb 06 - 09:12 PM Got any of Mata Hari? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 09:20 PM Somehow I have turned up in this blissful garden away from the sleasy midway and the likes of the carny Shane ... maidens, jugglers, clowns, cotton candy, and the bountiful sound of music of harps, mandolins, and guitars ... ah ha I say, I wish I had brought my Taylor with me .... puuuffft ... all of a sudden it is at my side ... and what a weird place this is I say to myself ... really weird. sIx |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 09:20 PM Mata Hari !!!! .... LoL ... very good L.H. .. very good. sIx |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Little Hawk Date: 14 Feb 06 - 09:32 PM She was pretty hot stuff in the days of dirty postcards. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Amos Date: 14 Feb 06 - 09:34 PM The shadows swerve and seem to tango to the rhythms of a small trio reviving childhood Calypsos. Down the midway, the House of Harmonic Reflections and ANcient Passions is doing a land-office business. Spaw's fevered carny pitch is drawing a number of curiosu passer-bys in to see the Ambergris Entity, and Stilly's Sterling Stout stand is swamped with thrsty tipplers of all ages. There are no hours, here, and there are no years. The spirit of Mudcat past ripples down the sun-dapples as surely as the spirit of Mudcat present rises up to meet it, singing tenor and bass runs around its mellow melody. Mick has started a whole hootenanny of union tunes over past the Frenetic Fret-Fingering Fangdoodle ride, and you can hear their merry challenge echoing against the gentle sea. Which side are you oooooon? Oh, which side are you on? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 09:34 PM So I have been told ... LOL !! Those cards should keep the sleasy slag Shane occupied for a while. sIx |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Janie Date: 14 Feb 06 - 09:40 PM 'Scuse me, suhs, but ah ain't from around these parts, and I feel just abit out of my element. Nevah been on the weyest coast befoya, nor the tropics neither. Is theaya somewheres here a southern hillbilly woman like me can just kinda hangout--'til I get a feelin' fer the place....The Ferris Wheel? Why yeyus, I believe would enjoy that. I might commence to singing as we go 'round 'n 'round. That be awright with y'all? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Rapparee Date: 14 Feb 06 - 10:02 PM The eagle is hurt, her feathers are ruffled, Make no mistake, she is coming fer yoooooooouuuuuuuu.... I'd finish this song if I knew all the words, But since I don't I guess I am through. It's really, really hard to play a trumpet and sing at the same time, but he's managing it. Somehow. And he doesn't sing very well, either. But then, there's a lot of caca-phony to drown it out. It nearly drowns out the sound of his jingling spurs. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: GUEST Date: 14 Feb 06 - 10:03 PM Just keep your skirts drawn tight. There's them around here what likes to stand below and look up as you go round. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 10:05 PM Excuse me ma'am ... ya, go up to the ferris wheel ... the guy operating it can help you with everything you want or need. Jeeeesh .... my mother told me never to hang out at the carny. sIx |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: GUEST,#24 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 11:37 PM My God. I haven't been anywhere like this in such a long time, not since my first small town County Fair, the summer before I began High School. It's so...so innocent, so quaint, so inviting. So Nice. It's a flashback to that long-ago time, before gangs, before drugs, before politics, before punch clocks and responsibilities and deadlines and mortgages, before infidelities, before positive biopsies and negative feedback, before dreams were dashed and unlimited possibilities were squandered, before my weakness let fear eat its way into the inviolate and irreducible core of my heart. It's such an epiphany to see through these eyes once again, I love it. Thank you for inviting me Amos. The afternoon meanders into evening and the sky takes upon itself a deep blue hue more imperious than the sea's. The lights strung above begin to glow a warm, embracing yellow-gold, not that damned urban pink of today. But the crowd jostles, and even tho Neil reminds me "all my friends are there," it begins to feel lonely. Then I see...her. Long brown hair with bangs over her brows, exquisite, probing brown eyes that in an instant lock onto mine stripping away my armor of self delusions, and yet, tho leaving me defenseless, seek not to wound, but instead hint at approval. Of me (of all people), of the Real Me. Emboldened, we explore together. We fearlessly walk the Not Quite Totally Tuned Twelve-String Tunnel of Terror.We put a nickle in, then stand on, the Pentatonic Scales to get our weight and the little card with our fortune on it. At last we make our way thru the Big Brazilian Forest over to Rick Fielding Field where we find the nightly ball game stuck in it's Suspended 7th Inning Stretch. We spread a blanket out under the stars. Sleep comes easily, and with it the chance to dream some more... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Little Hawk Date: 14 Feb 06 - 11:41 PM Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: number 6 Date: 14 Feb 06 - 11:50 PM An this song just starts to come out of me ... Saw a man with the jinx in the third degree From trying to deal with people--people you can't see Take away, take away, this house of mirrors Give away, give away, all the souvenirs We're all in the same boat ready to float off the edge of the world The flat old world The street is a sideshow from the peddler to the corner girl Life is a carnival--it's in the book Life is a carnival--take another look |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: frogprince Date: 15 Feb 06 - 12:04 AM And the seasons, they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down: We're captive on the carousel of time. We can't return; we can only look behind From where we came, And go round and round and round In the circle game. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Funhouse, Boardwalk and Carnival From: Emma B Date: 15 Feb 06 - 05:37 AM This just doesn't sound like Blackpool to me Bert! Now where did I put that "Kiss me quick" hat? |
