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Mudcat Tavern - Round 11
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Jeri Date: 18 Sep 99 - 02:45 PM I have to mow the lawn, which explains why I just spent a chunk of time compiling all the virtual boozing threads into one handy little table. It also has a link to this thread, in case you can't remember where you are...
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: catspaw49 Date: 18 Sep 99 - 03:17 PM Hey Jeri...See if Cletus is at your place? I have Cleigh here and he's trying to be a good little guy .... but I think Cletus may have headed back in your direction since one of my cameras is missing and the library called to say he had two overdue books, one entitled "Dragonflies and Hooters" and the other is "Women with Clamfeet and the Men Who Love Them." Keep an eye out and call the cops if he pops up.....uh, so to speak.......I'll have the Insanevac chopper standing by for an emergency flight to the Center. Spaw |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Dave Swan Date: 18 Sep 99 - 07:18 PM Hey guys, look what followed me in for a pint. I figured since the pets policy was so liberal here, and since nobody minds a little BS, I'd bring the little fella in. Can't stay longjust a couple of horns then we're on our way. Cheers, E.S. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Dave Swan Date: 18 Sep 99 - 07:20 PM Oh fergettit, it was going to be this really funny clicky thing with a really funny photo, but if ya gotta explain it... I guess it's back to the gorilla suit and blue flames. Damn. E.S. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: catspaw49 Date: 18 Sep 99 - 07:34 PM Geezus man, I'm LMAO.......NOTHING you could have "blue clickied" would have been funnier than your second post!!!!!!!!!!!!! Spaw |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Jeri Date: 18 Sep 99 - 08:39 PM Catspaw, I am really getting tired of this, and it's going to stop NOW!!! I read your message and decided to snoop around in the woods a bit. Apparently Cleigh told Cletus he could hang out in his sub-let den. I found most of Cletus on this side of the hole, with a couple of insignificant parts - one shoulder and a head - firmly lodged inside. I cussed him out, got in a couple of good kicks and called the Fire Department. After they dug him out, they found the little necklace that said "If caught doing something extremely stupid or bizarre, call the Neil Young Center at 1-800-NUTCASE," and promptly packed him off. They said they'd mail the books, camera, and a couple of what appear to be home made videos to your address. (Incidentally, Swanno's link which would have worked if he'd put a space between the "a" and the "href" was: just a couple of horns) |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: katlaughing Date: 18 Sep 99 - 09:14 PM Nice pet, El Swanno! Hey, I've some friends in New Zealand who'd like us all to join them in their pub for a game of darts and sing-a-long, follow me...... to the Onetangi Pub! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: bseed(charleskratz) Date: 18 Sep 99 - 09:31 PM Dave and Jeri, it's a good thing this is a B.S. thread. And a cyber-cafe, although I'll bet that sucker is eating up a lot of bandwidth--and dumpin' big piles of ones and zeroes everywhere. Just--for god's sake--don't, I say DO NOT let him near the hot tub...aw, look what you two did. He jumped in and flooded the tub and now there's pink poop everywhere. --seed |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: bseed(charleskratz) Date: 18 Sep 99 - 09:31 PM Dave and Jeri, it's a good thing this is a B.S. thread. And a cyber-cafe, although I'll bet that sucker is eating up a lot of bandwidth--and dumpin' big piles of ones and zeroes everywhere. Just--for god's sake--don't, I say DO NOT let him near the hot tub...aw, look what you two did. He jumped in and flooded the tub and now there's pink poop everywhere. --seed |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: DougR Date: 18 Sep 99 - 09:47 PM Susan A-R: I'm delighted you enjoyed the rub dow ...er massage and are willing to recommend me to the other charming ladies here in the Tavern. Form a line to the right, ladies, I'll get around to all of you sooner or later. Spaw, I keep gettin' the drink orders mixed up! What was it you wanted? Somebody let a possom in here and it's lapping up the WD40 I use for massages. DougR |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: katlaughing Date: 18 Sep 99 - 11:49 PM Okay, DougR, I'm next, my creaking joints need that WD40 more than that possum and guided by your skilled hands, I'm sure it'll work magic! Mmmmmmmmm, yea, right there! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: DougR Date: 18 Sep 99 - 11:57 PM Kat: Always happy to oblige, provided I can keep that possom out of the damn WD40. Spaw, come get this critter! DougR |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Susan A-R Date: 19 Sep 99 - 12:29 AM Hmmm, I thought that I'd detected a slight petroleum bouquet after that massage. Doug, just let me know if you need a recommend, and it's yours. Just try to keep the possum hair out of the massage, it is a bit of a turn-off. I'm all set for now, I've had a relatively nice day. I did cook an indian dinner for about 18 people, but it was a bit more relaxed for some reason, probably because I got to eat it with friends at the end of the day, and had a loovely time. Now what can that health department guy have against the black vile stuff?? Yawnn G'night all Susan
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: DougR Date: 19 Sep 99 - 01:52 AM Susan A-R: No, no no! Give credit where credit is due! Twasn't the company that relaxed you, twas the massage! Sorry about the possom hair, but Spaw won't keep that critter on a leash and it just LOVES WD40. DougR |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Neil Lowe Date: 19 Sep 99 - 02:13 AM ....Neil emerges from a cloud of dust left by a hell-bent for leather Mercury careening off into a September late afternoon dissolving and fading into early evening. Disoriented, he stumbles through the door of the Tavern, and pauses momentarily as he assesses the scene unfolding before his eyes. To no one in particular he offers, "The original owner, in true free-spirit, peace-and-love fashion, opened this place and presided over it, nurtured it, watched it grow beyond his fondest imagination, then set it free to become what it was destined to be: a virtual mosh pit for jello-crazed, velcro-hanging, hot-tubbed, barbecue-massaged, thong- attired, potato stuffing, possum-talking, ghost-imagining, blues-adorned denizens of folk life and summary depravity. And I thought I was weird." He glances at the table near the window, abandoned save for a few dead soldiers lying strewn about the floor, holding various ranks from Kentucky's Finest to Mad Dog to French Absinthe. "Been away, yes," says Neil, as if he'd been asked for an explanation. "Sewing up holes in my normalcy suit, acquired for a sawski at the local St. Vincent de Paul's. Blake would be proud. But I feel a new rent in the works, another tear in the reality fabric....I just stopped in to unravel a while," and he begins pulling at a thread dangling from his pocket. Neil feigns an air of importance. "bbc, if you please, the usual." No response. "bbc? Is she gone? Moved on to bigger and better things? Maybe got a paying job? Can't hold it against her. And Roger," he inquires, "still making the jello deliveries? No? That seemed to be one of the few things you could count on. Oh well, seasons change, life goes on."
Neil seats himself at the end of the bar. "Here I sit, He wheels around on his bar stool to face the table by the window again. "No TV," he observes. "None that I've seen, at least. No big screen. Accidentally or on purpose? In my house, no cable. One local channel. You have two choices: what's on or 'Off.'" A laminated, simulated wood grain frame appears around the table and the lights come up to reveal a virtually imaginary Neil sitting at the table alone, hunched over a glass tinkling with ice and filled with yellow liquid. "Caught in the synaptic crossfire again," the virtual Neil manages to say out loud through clenched teeth. Mustn't... go there." He screws his eyes closed. Rod Serling steps into the frame wearing his signature somber suit, wisps of cigarette smoke weaving threads of intrigue around his head. "Submitted for your consideration," he begins. "A man, and his tenuous hold on reality, just another cyber-citizen reduced to talking to ghosts representative of a generational attitude that went the way of beads, bells, crash pads and light shows. There's a signpost up ahead....you've entered the LateNight Zone." Rod steps out of the frame. The virtually imaginary Neil comes to life and begins gesticulating to the unseen patrons at the table. "Uncle Ron went to 'Nam," said Neil. "Came home early...got just a little too friendly with the indigenous peoples there. Sat down and ate dog with them at table one evening and the CO got wind and shipped him home most ricky-tic. Now he sits and watches TV. Says TV is responsible for the 'homogenization' of America. Used to be, he says, the good old U. S. of A was a country of regions, the South being distinctly different from the North, being distinctly different from the West, you see. These days, what the kids are wearing in the Bronx, they're also wearing in Biloxi and Butte. Madison Avenue foisting the winds of change upon an unsuspecting public through their all-invasive electronic tentacles. Now we are all the same, all part of a consumer collective that exists only to be 'hustled.' And all the violence? He says it's part of a calculated plot to desensitize the citizens to murder and mayhem when the eventual collapse of society occurs. That way no one will be overly appalled when Dirty Harry types level a cannon at a 'suspect' fleeing with a TV set, and fire until the clip is empty. They will have seen it a thousand times already, electronic images burned into their collective minds. Makes way for the police state to follow. "He says that all the images of divorced and decidedly single people piped into the homes each night is not by accident either. Viewers get acccustomed to the image of people living singly, and subconsciously apply it to their own lives (witness the rise in the divorce rate), and that increases the possibility of selling more refrigerators and microwaves. A student of economics came up with that one, had to be. "Not to mention the mores and values transmitted to kids and teenagers. The casual attitude toward sex, for instance. Now what could be the sinister plot behind that? Population explosion, making more consumers to buy stuff. Increasing the market size the good old fashioned way: literally." The virtual Neil opened his eyes. The hallucination was gone. All the patrons at the Beat table had left to solve the mystery in the adjacent Madison thread. And the regulars had themselves retired to the solace and rejuvenation that Dreamland advertised. "So it's said we only use ten percent of our brains," Neil said to no one. "What is the other ninety percent doing? Working overtime maintaining our reality constructs, this reality being only one out of an infinite number to believe in. Or contemplating belly button lint." "We've had the Industrial revolution, and now the Technology Revolution, which hasn't completely played itself out. The next real revolution will be the Perceptual Revolution. Physically, we can go only so far. But if you can imagine it, well, you can travel the ends of the Universe in the time it takes to form the thought." Neil stood up from the bar, ready to leave. He would weave himself into more threads at a later date. As he passed by the window by the table, he caught a glimpse of his own reflection, looking like forty miles of bad road. He felt like it too. Something he had been fingering absently in his pocket took shape in his hand. He withdrew a small bolt with a nut threaded askew and laid it gently on the table. It had been a great year for Suburbans, he thought, as he passed through the door. Farmers should have a bumper crop of them this year. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Sep 99 - 03:25 AM Gee, I haven't been in here before. Looks like kind of a nice place. I wasn't sure a place like this was a good place to be, but it's been a rough day, and I think I need a drink. I've got a sad story to tell. but first, I need a drink. Barmaid! Can I have Canadian whiskey on the rocks - make it a triple.... You see, I bought a sporty, bright red Honda, kind of a last farewell to youth (guys in their 50's do that, ya know). Well, I got it just two months ago, and it got its first dent yesterday. My friend Claudia ran into it..... with her autoharp. Yeah, with her autoharp. She had it in her hand when she was getting out of the car, and she got animated about something and turned around and....KLUNK! I wondered last night if she might have dented it, but I dismissed the idea. Well, I saw the car in the daylight today, and there it is. It's a little dent, but the first one is always a killer. Oh, well. I told her she's allowed one dent. Next time, I get upset. she was appropriately apologetic, so I guess I'll be able to live with the dent. Still, it's hard on a guy at the ripe old age of 51. Barmaid! How's 'bout another triple? -Joe Offer- |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Barbara Date: 19 Sep 99 - 04:25 AM Aw, bummer, Joe. I think I put the first dent in my Nissan with the mailbox. When you do it yourself, you don't even have the satisfaction of feeling morally superior...Sure don't make em like they useta. Can I buy you the next one? Blessings |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: katlaughing Date: 19 Sep 99 - 07:49 AM Runaway AutoHarp Dents Car! Another Dangerous Weapon in the Hands of Citenzenry? Next, on Jeraldo! Neil.....I stand in awe! Superb! Man, I am tripping with nothing but my brain, the 90% that is! The other dimensional stuff is great! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Jeri Date: 19 Sep 99 - 09:51 AM Neil, I love reading your posts, they make me think. Mainly about "what the heck did he just say." From the above message, I get the impression that your ride died. If so, I'm sorry. Joe, the first dent is always a traumatic experience. My car (something also sporty and red. Perhaps when I turn 50 I'll upgrade to a Corvette, or a Harley-Davidson.) has received dings in parking lots, curb scrapes and marks from bugs that got stuck to the paint a little too long - never from a musical instrument. I look at them now as battle scars. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: catspaw49 Date: 19 Sep 99 - 10:34 AM ........his ride died????...........geezus Jeri, LMAO!!!......I love it!!!!!!!!!.........at least he didn't name his dog "Klunk."...........his ride died.........LMAOLMAOLMAO...... Spaw |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: DougR Date: 19 Sep 99 - 01:20 PM Joe Offer: Like I've said for years, autoharps ought to be banned! At least a security check should be run on buyers of auto -harps before they are allowed out of the store! And autoharp Shows should be outlawed in every State in the Union, Great Britian, Australia, New Zealand, France, Germany and every place else autoharps could be sold! Just think what havoc could be wrought should an auto- harp fall into the hands of a terrorist! Don't get me started on autoharps! DougR |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: MAG (inactive) Date: 19 Sep 99 - 03:45 PM Nevermind the CAR; did the AUTOHARP come untuned?? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Bill D Date: 19 Sep 99 - 05:48 PM Saw Bryan Bowers once finish a song and sort of half-drop the autoharp **CLUNK** to the stage..The audience went "ohhhhh...."...and Bryan said, "awww...don't worry..I used to treat the harps like babies...then one night I was playing in a bar for drinks, and some drunk got nasty and came at me with a broken bottle...so I hit 'im with the 'harp! Never hurt it at all! So now I don't worry" So it seems to ME that every musican ought to carry an autoharp...whether they play it or not! Look at the defensive possibilities! We could have training courses and issue a license to carry a concealed 'harp..(which MIGHT have saved Joe's car!) (saw in a newsgroup..(not music oriented) a message from someone who has one of those auto-signatures to his email and posts..it said..."It's alright, son- you don't need to point that concertina at people in here...no one's going to hurt you."....maybe it could be adapted.... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Neil Lowe Date: 19 Sep 99 - 05:55 PM No hope No dope No ride We died .....Jeri ....your post brought to mind this little poem pencilled on an interstate sign post somewhere in Kansas I read while waiting at the on ramp for a ride. Like this poet I had plenty of time to read and reflect on his/her sentiment. Also, a little less poetic but equally powerful in conveying the feeling of impending doom: "Waited here for a ride for three days. Stole a bike and got the f*** out of here." Ah, the good old days..... Regards, Neil |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Jeri Date: 19 Sep 99 - 06:58 PM Bill, a guy named Eric Root uses this in his sig: "No need to use that concertina, son; no one here will hurt you..." He adapted it for his sig from something I said in a message to rec.music.celtic. I was flattered - no one ever quoted me before. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Banjer Date: 19 Sep 99 - 08:43 PM Jeri, you've never been quoted before? Hell, I get quoted all the time! Hardly a week goes by that someone doesn't ssay to someone else, "Did you hear what that SOB said? He called me a.......... (or) He said that so and so did this or that" Yep, I get quoted a lot! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Jeri Date: 19 Sep 99 - 09:22 PM Banjer, I'm pretty sure I'm the subject of a lot of "You'll never believe what this woman said to me..." type of anecdotes, but I'm usually not present for those. Now I'm wondering if Bill heard it from Eric, or whether someone else is using almost the same sig. (When I first said it, it was a bodhran, by the way.) It is the sort of comment quite a few people could have come up with independently. Re instruments for self defense: I have a metal bow I always thought might come in handy in the event of a bar fight. I'd probably be better off just hiding behind a banjo player, though. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: catspaw49 Date: 19 Sep 99 - 10:40 PM Jeri dear, come now....I've quoted you many times haven't I??? Spaw |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Date: 20 Sep 99 - 01:30 PM Jeri...*grin*..on the WWW or newsgroups ANYTHING remotely cute or funny will be stolen and used by 847 people within days!...and in a year 278 of them will claim to have invented it...it was not Eric Root who used it..I'll see if I still have that message somewhere... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Lonesome EJ Date: 20 Sep 99 - 02:07 PM Neil..what an amazing rumination, cloaked inside another cyber-hallucination. Food for thought? A veritable mental smogasbord! Have another absinthe from the dwindling carafe, and this tiny dried up chunk of mushroom that Kesey left me as a tip last week. Your hitch-hiker graffitti reminds me of a spot on i-70 in Eastern Colorado where I was dropped off by a rancher. I was chased from the actual highway to the entrance ramp by a Highway Patrolman, who was in too much of a hurry to actually arrest me. I stood beside the MERGE sign for about an hour and no vehicle passed me. Then I saw the graffito on the back of the sign; Been standing here 41/2 hours. 7/22/75. Look for my bones in the f*cking weeds I had a quick look, then moved back out to the Highway where I caught a ride. Joe Offer! I'll be damned...nice to see your face in the place. First round is on me. With any luck, McSweeney may strike up a song over at the Song Circle table, if he's still aound. Angus? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: DougR Date: 21 Sep 99 - 01:00 AM bbc: Where art thou? I have missed your comments, your words of encouragement you presense! I know it is the beginning of school and you are very busy, but I haven't seen any posted messages from you for a spell. Just wanted you to know you are missed. And by the way, if you are behind the bar, a Black and Tan would be nice, thank you. DougR |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: bseed(charleskratz) Date: 21 Sep 99 - 03:00 AM Leej and Neil: I uncover my bald head in your presence, fidget nervously with my cap, and stare at the ground, only occasionally taking quick, envious glances at your exalted selves. Neil, I finally read your long posting above (nine point pixilated italics are rather intimidating to the lazy eye and mind). What a gift: you are not only the Kerou-wackiest guy I know but there are layers upon layers of treasure in your prose. And Leej: someone (Katlaughing, I think) just resurrected Hokey-Pokey and the Druids and as I started reading it again, I realized that it was you who had started that wonderful scholastic nonsense--in addition, of course, to the delightful Blake Madison madness, and, of course, the Mudcat Pub. It got me thinking about when we first had some direct conversation, in the "Is anyone else as scared as I am?" thread. I've so thoroughly enjoyed what you've brought here that I'll just stand here tugging my forelock a while until you set another Baba Brau in front of me. --seed |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Bert Date: 21 Sep 99 - 09:44 AM Gawd, it's quiet in 'ere this morning. Give us some arras Leej and a GT. Come on Wakey Wakey any one for 501? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: MMario Date: 21 Sep 99 - 11:23 AM whassamatter Bert? Bored? I'm still recovering from two events many, many miles apart last weekend, plus having some venison on the hoof disagree with me..... but things went well....very well... and I feel I deserve to sit here with my cappacino, well laced with bailey's and relax for a few... what is the lovely sea chanty I hear in the background? I don't think I've ever heard it before.... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Bert Date: 21 Sep 99 - 11:29 AM 'Tiz Margarita |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: catspaw49 Date: 21 Sep 99 - 12:20 PM Aw that is lovely.........Hey guys....Say have either of you seen Cleigh? He left this morning and I'm afraid he hasn't overcome his 'bout with voyeurism. ...That gawwdam Cletus is a bad influence on the little guy.....I'm gonna' take off for awhile and look for him....Karen and I are going to a training session tonight and he's supposed to come along, be stayin' with our boys at Connies.........I'll be back in late tonight....Hope I can round him up.........Hopefully he's not gone back to peep on Jeri...........that gawddam Cletus......... Spaw |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Jeri Date: 21 Sep 99 - 12:35 PM He better not come back - that woodchuck is pissed about all the little pink flamingos Cleigh put up, along with the tiny velvet painting of Pogo in an Elvis outfit. Plus, I think a good part of the den is full of post-Floyd water - he may have an indoor swimming pool. (Plus, there is something nocturnal out there, bigger than Cleigh and probably carnivorous. May be a wild dog or a coyote. May be a fishercat, but I don't think they get that big.) See ya later! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Bert Date: 21 Sep 99 - 12:37 PM Cleigh is probably out there ogling WyoWoman who is dancing nekkid on the Hokey Pokey thread. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Lonesome EJ Date: 21 Sep 99 - 06:23 PM Catspaw, there was a rumor going around that just before the detective guy split with the Beat Boys in the Convertible, Neal Cassady(or Lowe...can't really tell em apart) jammed Cleigh into a puddle of Doublemint Chewing Gum on the nose of the Mercury, and he is headed toward Mississippi in the guise of a hood ornament. In Cognito, as it were. Cassady said he wanted to groove on the sound of the wind whistling through a possum's ass at 100 miles per hour. LEJ |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Angus McSweeney Date: 21 Sep 99 - 06:49 PM Hey Lonesome EJ, I'm here! Kinda comin' and goin', though. Works been mighty demanding lately and on the weekends my wife and I've been tearing an upstairs room apart (no-not that way, we're repainting) and by the time I drag my sorry self in here I just sit back in the corner and sip my scotch and try and follow the conversations. I'm not sure I'm recognising everyone - how are you-all folks dressed tonight? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: DougR Date: 21 Sep 99 - 07:04 PM Angus: I'm wearin' my trusty breechclout like I always do. Bbc! Where art thou? I thirst and I haven't seen you around of late. DougR |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: bbc Date: 21 Sep 99 - 08:43 PM Just heard your last 2 calls, Doug. I'm lurking behind the bar here, madly lesson-planning. I spent too much (fun) time doing recreational computer stuff this summer & I'm still not caught up. I'd come out to serve drinks to you & poor Joe w/ the wounded car (Duane & I are Honda drivers, too!)anytime! love, bbc |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Susan A-R Date: 21 Sep 99 - 10:21 PM I'm just lounging here, sipping on an IPA, (wearing faded jeans, a T shirt, and the nifty new heavy purple cotton shirt I got at the thrift store next to my kitchen) and gloating over the latest Red Sox win (sorry Rick, Peter T et al, but the Jays were the latest victims, and our Pedro was great!!) I'd be in the mood for a bit of singing, say Hearth and Fire, or Turn Ye to Me. Susan, Motorboat, Arnsu Paran, . . . |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: DougR Date: 21 Sep 99 - 10:38 PM Susan A-R: And it's about massage time again, my dear! I'll get the WD40 and be right back! bbc, don't let those lesson plans get you down! I'm committed to Susan A-R first, but you're second in line for a nice back rub! DougR |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: WyoWoman Date: 22 Sep 99 - 01:33 AM Lord, I'm parched from all that nekkid dancin' with Hokey Pokey and the Druids. Those folks do know how to keep a rhythm going, though. Who'd have thought that many bodhrand in one place could be so much fun? Of course, we never knew they'd burn quite that way .... Who's the barkeep tonight? I think it's going to be another black and tan for me. Then I'm going to have to get back to the Druid's circle to dance off all these carbohydrates. Oops. Sorry there, 'spaw. Didn't mean to sweat on your little umbrella drink ... ww |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: bbc Date: 22 Sep 99 - 07:03 PM Hey, Doug, I'll stay long enough for that backrub! Sounds just like what the doctor should have ordered! bbc |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Susan A-R Date: 22 Sep 99 - 10:41 PM Ahhhh, Thanks Doug. Now I'll just fall asleep in me beer. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Big Mick Date: 23 Sep 99 - 12:21 AM The door flies open and the biggest damn Mick you have ever seen strides across the floor and assumes his seat at the bar................What the hell does a fella have to do to get a proper of the vile black stuff around here???...........Huh??? OK, OK, Beebs.....I will take some of the bass out of my voice and ask nicely.......May I have a pint of the focking Guinness, please?.........Waddya mean where have I been? And why does this place stink of WD40? And why are all the women looking at DougR with glistening eyes? I think we used to call that the "come hither" look?...........Damn, go away for a couple of days, and the whole place falls apart.............Huh? Oh, I was at the Great Lakes Irish Music Festival...........saw a bunch of my friends, and drank copious amounts of stout and Jamesons. The seisuns in the hotel afterward were brilliant.........Craobh Rua, a Belfast Trad Band, are wonderful..........Beebs, why is my potato mounted on a plaque on the wall?........shit, I will never live this down...........and the inscription sez "This spud used by the famous exotic dancer, Daisy Orleans, in his show in this pub in 1999"..........What, kid?.........Hell no you shouldn't try it........the women haven't spoken to me since..........Anyone seen THE FAIR ONE?.............Yes, I know we were both gone at the same time, but what the hell does that prove??? Just a coincidence, I assure you. wink, wink, nod, nod.............Set a round up on me, Leej............ |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: Lonesome EJ Date: 23 Sep 99 - 12:29 AM Glad to oblige, Mick Lad. Oh, and has anyone seen Bert? VISA called and said he was $729.56 over his credit limit. I mean, I hate to have to close his tab, him being such a good customer and all. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern - Round 11 From: bseed(charleskratz) Date: 23 Sep 99 - 02:35 AM Just tryin' for a little verisimilitude here, Leej: If YOU are running a tab for Bert, why did VISA get through to you? Or is that Joe Offer's doing? Did you hire him on Spaw's urging to keep things from going completely loony here? And if so, how does he have time for trifles such as Bert's profligacy when Cleigh is still missing? -seed |
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