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BS: The Mother of all BS threads

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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 08:30 PM

"I sing of arms, and the man" sounds vaguely reminiscent of "Goddess, sing of Achille's wrath against the Greeks". Both use the fine frequencies of human aesthetics to glorify the bestiality of human insanity, not a very nice thing to do.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 05:33 PM

Arma virumque cano, Troiae qui primus ab oris
Italiam, fato profugus, Laviniaque venit
litora, multum ille et terris iactatus et alto
vi superum saevae memorem Iunonis ob iram;
multa quoque et bello passus, dum conderet urbem,               
inferretque deos Latio, genus unde Latinum,
Albanique patres, atque altae moenia Romae.

sounds like

Η οργή Αχιλλέα, στην Ελλάδα το τρομερό ελατήριο των θλίψεων θεϊκή θεά, τραγουδά! Εκείνη η οργή που θλιβερό βασιλεψτε οι ψυχές δυνατού πρόωρου προ!ισταμένων που σκοτώνεται Ποιά άκρα άταφα στη γυμνή ακτή, η καταβρόχθιση των σκυλιών και των πεινασμένων γύπων έσχισε. Δεδομένου ότι μεγάλοι Αχιλλέας και προσπάθησαν, τέτοιο ήταν η κυρίαρχη μοίρα, και η τέτοια θέληση!

???????

But I only wrote that little poem to show how much better yours are, Amos. My little verse cowers against the brillance of yours.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 05:17 PM

Well, that opening line sounded Virgilesque to me. Compare it the opening line of the Aenead and you will see what it is that fooled me. But I don't care. Your little poem was awful, so there.



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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 03:40 PM

Virgil, my bonny blue...bonnet.

If you knew Homer
Like I know Homer,
Oh, oh, oh what poet!
There's none so classy
As that Greek laddy
He even make Achilles classy!...


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 01:34 PM

Virgil, yet. Oy, such tsuris you gimme, Rapaire.

And MM is right, you know. I can think of several examples which are battery-operated.



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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: MMario
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 12:41 PM

Rapire - you believe that old "What's good for the goose is good for the gander" stuff? How the heck have you survived this long.

Never, ever, EVER, assume that because it's okay for a woman it's okay for a man.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 12:26 PM

Well, if it's okay for Stilly it's okay for Rapaire!

Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring
Of woes unnumber'd, heavenly goddess, sing!
That wrath which hurl'd to Pluto's gloomy reign
The souls of mighty chiefs untimely slain;
Whose limbs unburied on the naked shore,
Devouring dogs and hungry vultures tore.
Since great Achilles and Atrides strove,
Such was the sovereign doom, and such the will of Jove!

Declare, O Muse! in what ill-fated hour
Sprung the fierce strife, from what offended power
Latona's son a dire contagion spread,
And heap'd the camp with mountains of the dead;
The king of men his reverent priest defied,
And for the king's offence the people died.

For Chryses sought with costly gifts to gain
His captive daughter from the victor's chain.
Suppliant the venerable father stands;
Apollo's awful ensigns grace his hands
By these he begs; and lowly bending down,
Extends the sceptre and the laurel crown
He sued to all, but chief implored for grace
The brother-kings, of Atreus' royal race
"Ye kings and warriors! may your vows be crown'd,
And Troy's proud walls lie level with the ground.
May Jove restore you when your toils are o'er
Safe to the pleasures of your native shore.
But, oh! relieve a wretched parent's pain,
And give Chryseis to these arms again;
If mercy fail, yet let my presents move,
And dread avenging Phoebus, son of Jove."

Or, to put the first stanza another way:

Η οργή Αχιλλέα, στην Ελλάδα το τρομερό ελατήριο των θλίψεων θεϊκή θεά, τραγουδά! Εκείνη η οργή που θλιβερό βασιλεψτε οι ψυχές δυνατού πρόωρου προ!ισταμένων που σκοτώνεται Ποιά άκρα άταφα στη γυμνή ακτή, η καταβρόχθιση των σκυλιών και των πεινασμένων γύπων έσχισε. Δεδομένου ότι μεγάλοι Αχιλλέας και προσπάθησαν, τέτοιο ήταν η κυρίαρχη μοίρα, και η τέτοια θέληση!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 12:21 PM

Oh. I agree, Still, but I don't think Martha Stewart would.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 12:05 PM

I chose a favorite old chestnut, full-bodied and with a real emotional bite at the end. Preceded by the prefab warning that I had to do some work before I went to bed. Clever, eh?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 11:11 AM

Thanks and honors to Stilly for saving my poor brain from having to churn out thousands of fresh-blended-from-scratch quatrains, by providing us with store-boughten prefab ones. They taste okay, too, even if you don't know how they were made...


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 10:24 AM

Um, Rapaire...I don't think you should be giving Mom Panama Gold this early in the morning. She'll be useless all day! Her lungs aren't what they used to be, also. And she's not used to modern levels of potency...



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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: MMario
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 09:53 AM

I don't think it was hickory smoked...


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 09:51 AM

What, no thick-sliced hickory smoked bacon?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 09:11 AM

Good Morning, Mom! Isn't the sunrise lovely? Here's a cuppa Yorkshire Gold and your morning Panama Gold. The scones will be ready shortly.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Dec 07 - 12:05 AM

But I like the one about the young fellow from Kent! Or the one about the two old sisters of Birmingham!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:34 PM

Okay! Now you've had your bedtime poem, tomorrow is a school day, so go to bed!

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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:32 PM

Barbara Frietchie's work is o'er,   
And the Rebel rides on his raids no more.   
   
Honor to her! and let a tear   
Fall, for her sake, on Stonewall's bier.   
   
Over Barbara Frietchie's grave,   
Flag of Freedom and Union, wave!   
   
Peace and order and beauty draw   
Round thy symbol of light and law;   
   
And ever the stars above look down   
On thy stars below in Frederick town!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:32 PM

All day long through Frederick street   
Sounded the tread of marching feet:   
   
All day long that free flag tost   
Over the heads of the rebel host.   
   
Ever its torn folds rose and fell   
On the loyal winds that loved it well;   
   
And through the hill-gaps sunset light   
Shone over it with a warm good-night.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:32 PM

A shade of sadness, a blush of shame,   
Over the face of the leader came;   
   
The nobler nature within him stirred   
To life at that woman's deed and word:   
   
"Who touches a hair of yon gray head   
Dies like a dog! March on!" he said.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:32 PM

Quick, as it fell, from the broken staff   
Dame Barbara snatched the silken scarf;   
   
She leaned far out on the window-sill,   
And shook it forth with a royal will.   
   
"Shoot, if you must, this old gray head,   
But spare your country's flag," she said.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:31 PM

Up the street came the rebel tread,   
Stonewall Jackson riding ahead.   
   
Under his slouched hat left and right   
He glanced: the old flag met his sight.   
   
"Halt!"?the dust-brown ranks stood fast,   
"Fire!"?out blazed the rifle-blast.   
   
It shivered the window, pane and sash;   
It rent the banner with seam and gash.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:31 PM

Bravest of all in Frederick town,   
She took up the flag the men hauled down;   
   
In her attic-window the staff she set,   
To show that one heart was loyal yet.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:31 PM

On that pleasant morn of the early fall   
When Lee marched over the mountain wall,?   
   
Over the mountains winding down,   
Horse and foot, into Frederick town.   
   
Forty flags with their silver stars,   
Forty flags with their crimson bars,   
   
Flapped in the morning wind: the sun   
Of noon looked down, and saw not one.   
   
Up rose old Barbara Frietchie then,   
Bowed with her fourscore years and ten;   


(more to come)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:30 PM

Barbara Frietchie

UP from the meadows rich with corn,   
Clear in the cool September morn,   
   
The clustered spires of Frederick stand   
Green-walled by the hills of Maryland.   
   
Round about them orchards sweep,         
Apple and peach tree fruited deep,   
   
Fair as a garden of the Lord   
To the eyes of the famished rebel horde,   

to be continued . . .


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:29 PM

Thanks, Robert Frost! It smells like a snowy evening even if it isn't actually snowing.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know,
His house is in the village though.
He will not see me stopping here,
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer,
To stop without a farmhouse near,
Between the woods and frozen lake,
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake,
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep,
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 10:06 PM

I've told you and told you, Amos. Don't run with your rifle's safety off! I know you're getting older but you'll just have to remember to click the safety OFF before you shoot! If you keep it up I'll tell Mom.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 09:34 PM

And as we stood beneath a tree,
Lost in a pensive ponder,
A crashing boom from over the hill
Made us jump and stare with wonder.
We could hear the brush being trod down
And we hardly dared to gape
For something big was crashing off
And making its escape.
We flipped our safetys and scrambled the ridge,
Heading to toward the vale away,
We could almost smell that giant beast,
The Twenty One of K.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 12:48 PM

The woods were still, and darkly deep,
And a wintry sun did shine,
Among the ancient oaks did creep
A band of single mind
Armed and intent, hearing each twig
And whisper through the oaks
Seeking the fabled Number Big,
Those stealthy stalking folk.

THey tiptoed past the sleeping vines
And started with each sound
Rapaire was tense, his rifle high,
While mine was pointing down.
We padded through the unmarked paths
In the whispering ancient pine.
Rapaire heard a snap, and fired fast
But it was only 8-8-9.

That number fled, and on we trod,
Pausing in silent awe;
Wearing our bright reflective vests,
Required by the law.
Our guns were oiled, our minds were sharp
And we followed the woodsman's way.
We were full intent on larger game,
The Twenty-One of K.

...


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 11:13 AM

Winter arrived overnight. It's a rainy 40 degrees out there now; it was 65 yesterday morning. I don't think the back yard will get mowed again this year. Missing that last mow was worth it, though. Her grandmother and uncle are in town visiting her Dad and brother. We all piled in the pick'em up truck and went up to Denton to have a leisurely lunch with Moonglow and her boyfriend before they both had to go to work, then until next weekend they will cram study as much as possible. Final exams are this week.

MOM, I'm baking cookies this weekend. I'll bring you a tray of cookies when I have a few types to choose from. Have a seat by the window and stay warm. You might see a few folks running through the yard--pay them no mind. They're stalking that next big number.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 10:53 AM

Oh, he was talking about spending forty days at a whack. Well that makes sense.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 08:50 AM

...Sometimes the criminal had to get to the church itself to be protected, and might have to ring a certain bell there, or hold a certain ring or door-knocker, or sit on a certain chair ("frith-stool"), and some of these items survive at various churches. In other places, there was an area around the church or abbey, sometimes extending as much as a mile and a half, and there would be stone "sanctuary crosses" marking the boundary of the area; some of those still exist as well. Thus it could become a race between the felon and medieval law officers to the nearest sanctuary boundary, and could make the serving of justice a difficult proposition.

Church sanctuaries were regulated by common law. An asylum seeker was to confess his sins, surrender his weapons, and be placed under the supervision of the head of the church or abbey where he had fled. He then had forty days to make one of two choices: surrender to secular authorities and stand trial for the crimes against him, or confess his guilt and be sent into exile (abjure the realm), by the shortest route and never return without the king's permission. Anyone who did come back could be executed by the law and/or excommunicated by the Church....


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 09 Dec 07 - 12:16 AM

Uh-huuuuh!! That's gotta be true. He tole his mom and dad that at least six times.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 10:26 PM

We also prayed a lot, spending much time in church.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 08:31 PM

"S about right on. Plus occasional forays into overcoming free-market resistance in specialized commodities.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Rapaire
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 06:24 PM

Ours involved girls and bottlecaps, with the police in third place.

What was yours?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 04:37 PM

Hell no. When you're nineteen your attention is almost wholly engrossed in overcoming other kinds of resistance altogether.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 02:50 PM

Some friends and I went to pick up a chest of drawers. We got the drawers in the car, and put the chest (about 5 feet high) on the roof and tied it all down. We put the bottom of the chest to the front and the openings for drawers down on the blanket on the roof of the car.

Dang, but we couldn't get over 50 mph! And we could almost see the gas gauge needle dropping and couldn't figure out what was wrong with car.

When you're 19 you don't figure in wind resistance and drag....


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 01:10 PM

Gawd, Still, I am glad your reflexes are in order. How dumb can you be not to account for lift in planning a move? Sheeshe!!!

At Twenty, nine, and seventy-nine,
We have so few to write,
Before the Mother's Twenty One
Comes booming to the light.
It won't be long, but it will be fun,
That much I surely know,
To reach that THousands Twenty-One,
And we don't have far to go.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 11:00 AM

Hey, MOM, I forgot to tell you about my exciting drive to the office yesterday evening. I counted myself fortunate to not be slowed too much by a traffic accident in the middle of a large split in the highway (I usually stay on the eastern route, but two lanes turn north and circle the city). I was able to maneuver past the wreck, thinking I was still in plenty of time for the meeting I was to photograph. Flying down the highway, more or less around the speed limit, and I notice what look like a couple of lightweight large sheets of plastic, or maybe plywood, float up and off of the pickup two vehicles in front of me, and in the next lane over. Truck in front of me just missed the impact and I had to slam on the brakes and weave past the double-size mattress and it's accompanying box springs that had not been tied down. Jeez, Louise, but some folks are so stupid. The pickup they floated out of pulled over a hundred yards on, but there is no way you're going to get things that bulky quickly out of the middle of a six lane highway.

I drove very sedately the rest of the way. I'd had enough of the obstacle course for the evening. The bagpipes were great (it was our holiday meeting of the Friends of the Library).


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 10:38 AM

Cosmos 954. Skylab was big, but so was Cosmos. And who knew (but who is suprised?) that a place called Space.com has a page about "Dangerous space reentries of spacecraft."


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 10:35 AM

Correction...it was not SpaceLab, but SkyLab, which re-entered over W. Australia in 1979.

"Skylab was left in a parking orbit expected to last at least eight years. The Space Shuttle was planned to dock with and elevate Skylab to a higher safe altitude in 1979; however, the shuttles were not able to launch until 1981. A planned unmanned satellite called the Teleoperator was to be launched to save Skylab, but funding never materialized. Skylab was in need of a major overhaul, including new gyroscopes, and was low on fuel. Some systems were not designed for maintenance in space; however this type of problem had been overcome before such as when the primary coolant loop was repaired.


Vanguard (T-AGM-19) seen here as a NASA Skylab tracking ship. Note the SatCom tracking radar and telemetry antennas.
Increased solar activity, heating the outer layers of the Earth's atmosphere and thereby increasing drag on Skylab, led to an early reentry at approximately 16:37 UTC 11 July 1979. In the weeks leading up to the reentry, ground controllers had re-established contact with the six year old vehicle, and were able to adjust its attitude for optimal reentry dynamics. Earth reentry footprint was a narrow band (approx. 4° wide) beginning at about 48° S 87° E and ending at about 12° S 144° E, an area covering portions of the Indian Ocean and Western Australia. Debris was found between Esperance, Western Australia, and Rawlinna, Western Australia, 31?34°S, 122?126°E. An Australian municipality, the Shire of Esperance, fined the United States $400 for littering.[2] In 2004, the History Channel documentary "History Rocks" stated, in an episode covering major events of 1979, that this fine has never been paid.

The largest fragment of Skylab recovered after its reentry though Earth's atmosphere. It is on display at the United States Space & Rocket Center.

Skylab's demise was an international media event, with merchandising, wagering on time and place of re-entry and nightly news reports. The San Francisco Examiner offered a $10,000 prize for the first piece of Skylab to be delivered to their offices. 17-year-old Stan Thornton scooped a few pieces of Skylab off the roof of his home in Esperance, Western Australia and caught the first flight to San Francisco, where he collected his prize. In a coincidence for the organizers, the annual Miss Universe pageant was scheduled to be held a few days later, on 20 July 1979 in nearby Perth, Western Australia. A large piece of Skylab debris was displayed on the stage.[3]"

(Wikipedia).

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 10:02 AM

And the fallout from that was a Mir trifle.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 09:50 AM

There was also Mir, but that was later.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 09:19 AM

he one with all the press was SpaceLab, just as the Master of All Printed Things say.

Good luck on the reunion!!!


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 09:11 AM

It could have been the US Spacelab -- that went down off Australia with parts falling in the Outback; I don't remember the date. There was also a Soviet satellite that crashed over Canada, spreading radiation and junk over a pretty wide area (it was nuclear powered).


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Janie
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 02:33 AM

Liquid Valium, so that's what it was!

As Dani and the nurse poured me into the car after my 'introduction to age 50', I slurred "Gee, I haven't like this since I was in...in..."

"College," finished the nurse.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Janie
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 02:24 AM

Weeelll -We are supposed to be in West Virginia right now for a gathering of the Clan from parts far and wide, and about double the number of friends and neighbors we thought would say yes, to celebrate my parent's 60th wedding anniversary. Doing the Do that usually gets done for the 50th, but didn't.

Annie and I (99.9% Annie -she is financing it, and has applied all her engineer skills to it so thoroughly that I simply got out of the way except to say stuff like "You go, Girl!" "Looks good to me" and "Sure, I'll address half the invitations" - she didn't used to be a control freak, and I didn't used to be so disorganized and overwhelmed by simply trying to live life on life's terms, so it has worked out quite well) have been working on this since May.   

Fortunately, Dad was discharged from the hospital today.   It always makes for a better party when all the guests of honor can attend. And if Sum Yung Sun's temperature will continue to head south, we will make a mad dash up there tomorrow. Otherwise, we will be conspicuously absent.

Hey Kids! Help! In the late 70's one of the first major satellites finally fell from orbit. Don't remember it was USA or USSR. For months before the predicted fall, there were news stories and worries that it would fall over a populated area, not burn up, and flatten some one. What was the name?   

How nice! A decade post (unless some one else is up and has beat me to it.).


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 12:29 AM

Janie, how's the boy doing now the weekend hath arrived?


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Dec 07 - 12:24 AM

Yeah...I dig it, you being all respectable and a community man and all that. You can't just go cruising for a score like the ld days, man. BBut, well, it seems like a lot to go through for a pretty mediocre trip, if you see what I mean. Kind of like flying American Airlines.



A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 07 Dec 07 - 09:40 PM

Geez, Amos, the doctor usually says, "Bottoms Up!"

I really only do it for the liquid Valium they give you.


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