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Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different)
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: mousethief Date: 27 Apr 01 - 11:33 AM coprophagic grin You're eating copper again, Susan? Don't tell me you're rubbing homeopathic remedies on your wrists, too? You're supposed to INGEST the homeopathics and WEAR the copper. Some people just don't understand Alternative Medicine at all. :-) Alex |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Caitrin Date: 27 Apr 01 - 12:06 PM They'd never dream of putting me in the geriatric wing, Matt...*grins* I'd cause too many heart attacks. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Matt_R Date: 27 Apr 01 - 12:31 PM Well, if you want to put it that way, I'm sure you could! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Kim C Date: 27 Apr 01 - 01:08 PM (waking up) Man, I had the weirdest dream! Something about Spaw and a thong and Cool Whip... what? It wasn't a dream? Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Liz the Squeak Date: 27 Apr 01 - 02:45 PM Spaw, was there any of that cool whip left.... I think I've had an accident with a bra strap..... And what do I have to take off/put on to get a drink round here? Here I am, the only sober one in a house full of drunken bodies, stood here like a pork pie at a barmitzvah, listening to all the farting and belching and other intestinal noises, and me not a drop to whet me whistle with.... LTS |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: mousethief Date: 27 Apr 01 - 02:52 PM Sounds like a personal problem, Liz. :-) Let me buy you a what's next. Alex |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: gnu Date: 27 Apr 01 - 02:53 PM I'm not drunk. Just looks that way. Who threw that ashtray anyway ? That hurt. I promise, no more Hran or singing. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: gnu Date: 27 Apr 01 - 02:55 PM Alex, it was you who didn't like my singing !! Still cranky from the farting dogs thread, eh ? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: mousethief Date: 27 Apr 01 - 03:03 PM Your singing was fine. Your farts, however, smell like dead gnu. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: gnu Date: 27 Apr 01 - 03:11 PM That was Spaw. How come I keep getting blamed for stuff I didn't do ? It's gnus. Catch 40, eh ? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Apr 01 - 03:22 PM Gentlemen! And I use the term loosely! Get the lady a drink! I'll have an Irish Coffee with Jamesons. Come here Spaw. You can be the topping. gnu - one more bam on the bohdran (or is it bodhran or bodrhan????) and we donate it to the Neil Young Center as a bedpan. Let's raise our glasses to Joe Offer and his bride-to-be Christina. Wonder if she knows how many Clones come with the the package????? Gives a whole new meaning to the pitter-patter of little feet. Speaking of which - mousethief? oh mousie???? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Amergin Date: 27 Apr 01 - 03:23 PM Uh, there are ladies present? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: mousethief Date: 27 Apr 01 - 03:32 PM Uh, yes, Miss Sins? That was Spaw. It's gnus to me. Alex |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: gnu Date: 27 Apr 01 - 03:41 PM Sins... just got a Remo synthetic last week for huntin and fishin trips. I was told they could take a licken and still keep kicken. Perhaps that could be the ultimate test. Don't know if Remo would advertise this particular attribite, but their supposed to "stand up" to anything. As long as Spaw doesn't "use" it.... it's made of plastic & fibreglass, so it might melt if exposed to HIGHLY noxious gases. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Apr 01 - 04:04 PM aMERGIN - I AM GOING TO TELL aLLISON WHAT YOU SAID. aND THEN, i AM GOING TO TELL bIG mICK. THEN i AM GOING TO SIT IN THE CORNER AND CRY IN MY BEER OR iRISH cOFFEE OR WHATEVER. dAMN cAPSLOCK! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: gnu Date: 27 Apr 01 - 04:53 PM How namy heva you hadd ? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Apr 01 - 04:55 PM None! They're all running after Alison! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: gnu Date: 27 Apr 01 - 04:58 PM I meant ashtrays... er, drinks. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Micca Date: 27 Apr 01 - 06:12 PM I am here, Sins baby, wanna come and play not-so-Trivial pursuit??I have some stuff in my hip-flask you might like to try!!! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Apr 01 - 11:13 PM Oh Micca! Is that a hip flask you're carrying or are you just glad to see me? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Amergin Date: 28 Apr 01 - 12:39 AM How come you folks are always trying to get me in trouble? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: kendall Date: 28 Apr 01 - 08:14 AM Life is trouble. Only death is not. A man should undo his belt and look for trouble. (Zorba the Greek) |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Micca Date: 28 Apr 01 - 08:19 AM Sins, Both!!!!!!!! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Peter T. Date: 28 Apr 01 - 12:57 PM After a few moments under the tablecloth, it occurred to him that remaining as rigid as a Cigar Store Indian laid him open in a variety of ways in a manner of speaking. Not only did he lack dexterity, but he didn't have the manual. He decided to fish around for (a) his precious blueprints; (b) his contact lenses, which had popped out of his eyes and gone to make spectacles of themselves elsewhere; (c) the remains of his raincoat; (d) his key chain; and (e) an exit. In doing so, he came upon (f). (f) had certainly not been on his list when he woke up that morning, though it was naturally enough on the BIG LIST, like bringing about world peace; and was not quite disconcerting, but it wasn't altogether concerting either. Flipping a mental coin, which inexplicably seemed to land, spin, and fall down into a subconscious grate, he nevertheless decided to turn on the little flashlight that dangled from his key chain (d). The moment he did, the whole space was illuminated by a childhood memory he had of making shadow puppets under the bedclothes with his cousin Ruthie back when the families used to come together at the cottage in July, and somewhere along the line he and Ruthie had made something of a ritual of smuggling into each other's beds, which, given their relative innocence, usually involved some tentative exploring around, but mostly featured flashlit shadow puppets on the tented sheets. Ruth was particularly good at panthers; while he specialised in birds on the wing. It occurred to him in that moment, not for the first time, that one of his big recurring problems was that, unlike the finally freed figures from Plato's cave, he had spent much of the rest of his life in the blazing sunshine, and all the time he had really been looking in vain for panthers sliding sinuously across the flashlit folds of a long lost jungle of sheets. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Peter T. Date: 29 Apr 01 - 12:07 PM He looked out from under his sheet,the bar had gone quiet, it was daylight, and everyone had disappeared, which was more or less why he spent Saturday nights alone a lot. Oh, well. He got up and went over to the bar, but no one was in sight -- losing the bartender was certainly a new low in achievement -- so to celebrate he reached over and poured himself a small single malt whiskey. He sat down, and began doodling new notions on a cocktail napkin, which had the Mudcat logo on it, and the phrase "Quid datur a divis felici optatius hora?" drawn from Catullus, which was translated on the back as "What can the gods give us that is sweeter than the happy hour?" A few moments later, the ginger cat leapt up on the bar, he poured a little whiskey into a bowl, and the two of them lapped the last lap together as the silence deepened. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Micca Date: 29 Apr 01 - 12:55 PM The peaceful silence is shattered by the re-entry of the Conga, led by Spaw, blowing on Cleigh O'Possum and followed by all the previus occupants of the bar with the Bartender at the end of the line.. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: SINSULL Date: 29 Apr 01 - 07:19 PM Catullus? Poor poor Peter..."lingua sed torpet,tenuis sub artus flamma demanat, sonitu suopte tintinant aures, gemina teguntur lumina nocte...OTIUM, PETER, TIBI MOLESTUM EST! Say something Peter. bEFORE sPAW DANCES jENeLLEN OUT THE BACK DOOR AGAIN. Damn Capslock! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Matt_R Date: 29 Apr 01 - 10:13 PM Dentes fredentes video!! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: JenEllen Date: 30 Apr 01 - 04:56 PM CONGA?? Oh, my fave!! **dancing back through the door in front of 'Spaw...(ya didn't think I get BEHIND him didja???)**
She hands the figure at the bar one tiny scribbled paper napkin with some of her final details for the PatterScanner...some of which included the variations for:
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: SINSULL Date: 30 Apr 01 - 05:12 PM Carpe diem! Peter. Tempus fugit! Speak up man! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: gnu Date: 30 Apr 01 - 05:21 PM Tempus fugit ? Forgive the uneducated and explain to me, please & thanks. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Peter T. Date: 30 Apr 01 - 05:22 PM He opens up the napkin, and under the Mudcat logo he reads "otio exsultas nimiumque gestis", which loosely translated means, "If you have to choose between wasting your time sitting around and conga lines, what does it matter?". He sits drinking his scotch and watches the line snaking around, and decides to add yet one more feature to his PatterScanner, the Kaa/Rikki-Tikki-Tavi hypnotic gazifier for the gazer or the gazee, or even the gazeuse. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: SINSULL Date: 30 Apr 01 - 05:27 PM Peter - Where did you learn Latin? Not from the Jesuits or the Josephites! Snap out of it Peter. We finally got matt in sync with reality and now you're slipping away. Spaw! Get over here and do your magic! |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: JenEllen Date: 30 Apr 01 - 06:24 PM The woman puts the frozen pitcher on the bar. She then makes her way to the front table while cradling a bottle of Cerro del Masso in the crook of her arm. Time is fleeting, all right, more so now than ever. The festivities go on, as always, but she can't ever recall feeling quite as tired as she does today. "Chalk one up for the windmills." she mutters as she slides into a chair. The table and chairs are bathed in light, and as she sits, the image of a lizard sunning itself on a rock passes through her mind and she smiles. Being baked is a good feeling for today, and with that thought, she pours herself a glass of wine and begins thumbing through the Vasari book that Bonnie's sister left on the table. The sun and wine remind her of the summer she spent in Tuscany learning how to make the perfect sauce. Completely frivolous, but if you need to know how to make the perfect sauce, you NEED to know. That summer she also learned that there are precious few feelings in this life better than the sun warming you from the outside in and the wine warming you from the inside out. She should have been startled when the gingercat jumped onto the table in front of her, but she wasn't. Who better to know the effects of a sunny spot on the table than a cat? He sniffs at the wine bottle and nudges it with his head. "Micio mio," purrs the woman "Gradisci un chianti?" She gets a whiff of the cat and figures that wine is the last thing he needs, but who is she to argue? "Sono il tuo schiavo" she tells him, and pours him a saucer of ruby delight. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: mousethief Date: 30 Apr 01 - 06:31 PM "Tempis fugit" = "time flies" Alex |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Micca Date: 30 Apr 01 - 06:38 PM " Its astounding,Time is fleeting Madness takes its toll Listen closely, not for very much longer I've got to keep control...... Do you remember......." |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: mousethief Date: 30 Apr 01 - 06:53 PM Alas, I remember too well. Never got dressed up, but DID go up and do the "Time Warp" when they re-played that reel after the movie was over. It's just a jump to the left..... Alex |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: JenEllen Date: 30 Apr 01 - 07:28 PM The shadow of the gingercat's whiskers on the table paired with the Latin Explosion in the tavern gave her the idea, in one vine-ripened flush that nearly sent the wine out her nose. Pairing the RickyNelson N-P-N with a MiserCattule P-N-P. (Got a pretty senorita waiting for me down in ol'Mexico, but I'll be damned if I'll kiss that tramp again, I am SO over her..) Ah, warm is good. ~N.c. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: gnu Date: 30 Apr 01 - 08:13 PM Alex.... thanks for "Tempis fugit" = "time flies". Da girls I goes wit says, "Dere's not much time left, me love." Same s***, different crowd. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: SINSULL Date: 30 Apr 01 - 08:43 PM Alex "Tempis fugit"? Your Latin grammar is as bad as your English. Tempus, temporis, neuter noun. Ain't no tempis. Don't make me get Sister Paula in here with her ruler. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Noreen Date: 30 Apr 01 - 10:10 PM Time flies like an arrow but fruit flies like a banana...
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Noreen Date: 30 Apr 01 - 10:11 PM And a frozen margarita for the lady that people are throwing things at, please...... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: JenEllen Date: 30 Apr 01 - 10:33 PM Aw, Noreen...that was baaaaad. The margaritas have certainly gone squishy by now, how's about some wine? Push that drunken pussycat off the chair and I'll teach you the Banana Sandwich (it's the sandwich with appeal) song... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Amergin Date: 30 Apr 01 - 10:48 PM Funny, Alex...I think you would make a great Dr. Frankenfurter..... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Noreen Date: 30 Apr 01 - 10:49 PM Oh yes please, JenEllen, sounds just what I need to broaden my repertoire...! The poor pussycat didn't need pushing off, he fell (in a very relaxed fashion) and is now warming my toes and purring. |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Amergin Date: 30 Apr 01 - 10:55 PM Uh, Noreen....that is me....not the cat.... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Noreen Date: 30 Apr 01 - 11:01 PM Ooops... sorry about stroking you with my toes... but you weren't objecting, Nathan... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Amergin Date: 30 Apr 01 - 11:04 PM Oh no I wasn't...it felt rather good.... |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Noreen Date: 30 Apr 01 - 11:11 PM But... it must have been the pussyc... or have you got a very rough tongue...?? |
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Tavern (More of the Different) From: Amergin Date: 30 Apr 01 - 11:17 PM Well, my tongue has not been described as rough....but I have been known to use my teeth a little....very gently..... |
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