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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: Rapparee
Date: 26 Apr 10 - 04:21 PM

Dear old Mom never stumbles along "a bit tipsy." She stumbles along roaring drunk, singing bawdy songs, beating up cops, breaking streetlights, and propositioning every man she meets along the way. But she never drives and never gets into a fight she can't win with one hand (she needs the other to hold her bottle).


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Eiseley
Date: 26 Apr 10 - 04:00 PM

Happy day! Two classes finished, one more to go.

And that sound I heard in the night wasn't the Mother stumbling along a bit tipsy, it was a skunk. Whew, pungent!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 26 Apr 10 - 01:04 PM

Rapaire:

STOP HURTING MOM!!!!!!!!!!!


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: MMario
Date: 26 Apr 10 - 12:00 PM

MOM

When I woke up to the load thump and pained shouts Sunday morning about t3 AM I figured it was just you getting back from Your night our with the Legion Auxiliary.....

Was I surprised when it turned out to be my B-I-L who fell and broke his hip


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 26 Apr 10 - 10:55 AM

GOOD MORNING, MOM!

Isn't it just a lovely day out? Let's go out and see what is blooming in the yard.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 26 Apr 10 - 09:33 AM

Alone, abandoned, and forsaken amidst the bottom dwellers. Poor Mom. Fortunately I was there to help her up. That's why I'm her favorite, except in countries that spell funny and there I'm her favourite.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 25 Apr 10 - 09:28 PM

Hurrah for Cooper and Cary
Air -- "Rally 'Round the Flag, Boys"

by Julia A. Moore

We will rally in the city,
We will gather from the farms,
Shouting equalization,
Greenbacks a legal tender,
Then the poor will get along,
The poor that dwell throughout our nation.

CHORUS:

Three cheers for Cooper and Cary,
Hurrah, boys, hurrah;
Three cheers for our nation,
In peace and in war;
If it were not for our laboring men,
What would our nation do --
Take this in consideration.

It is now one hundred years,
Or just one century,
Stood grand this good old nation,
And our forefathers fought
That we may not be a slave --
A slave to the monarchy of England.

Revolutionary war was fought
With the British, this we hear,
To make this an independent nation;
We, the independent men,
We will not be a slave,
To bond-holders in our nation.

The Republicans are for gold,
And the nation as it is;
Take this in consideration.
In eighteen seventy-nine
Taxes must be paid in gold,
If Hayes and Wheeler gain election.

The Democrats are for gold,
Reform and economy;
What better off will be our nation,
If Tilden and Hendricks,
If they gain the day --
Poor people will come to starvation.

Come, freeman, now arise,
Put your shoulder to the wheel
This Presidential election;
Vote for an independent man,
One in favor of greenbacks,
In this great financial question.

Three cheers for Cooper and Cary,
May they keep marching on --
Marching with God upon the right, boys,
May they conquer o'er their foes
And the cursed money rings --
Right will yet conquer might, boys.


Oh it can get worse, Amos. MUCH worse....


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 25 Apr 10 - 07:17 PM

Okay, then I won't.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 25 Apr 10 - 12:06 PM

Japan in around 1960 is encapsulated in Yosujiru Ozu's film "The End of Summer". The civilization of Osaka is people with geishas and career girls, salary-men and elders in kimonos. Grace and delicacy in small gestures is very much alive in ordinary circumstances, even in Westernized bars where the salary-men drink scotch and smoke Marlboros. It is a strange land, almost cartoon-like, where a large proportion of the interactions seem almost telepathic. BEautiful piece of work; but not for keeping in the library, methinks.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 25 Apr 10 - 10:54 AM

I suppose that's one way to handle brats. In our house we just give them a time-out.

Rapaire, that was loathsome of you, my friend. Repulsively bad.

I suspect Julia Moore was one of Mom's past-life incarnations.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 11:29 PM

MOM, I shared my beer with the sausages (cooked some brats) and with the snails (poured some in a bowl in the yard in the strawberry patch). There wasn't any left for the guys. Sorry about that.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 11:12 PM

Croquet by Moonlight
by Julia A. Moore

On a moonlight evening, in the month of May,
A number of young people were playing at croquet,
They mingled together, the bashful with the gay,
And had a pleasant time and chat, while playing at croquet.

CHORUS:

This play they call croquet, croquet,
This play they call croquet,
It is amusement for the young,
This play they call croquet.

On that pleasant evening, the moon shone clear and bright,
And every heart among that crowd was filed with great delight.
It was a merry party, for lady Dell was there
Her merry laugh above the rest was heard by all, so fair.

CHORUS: This play, etc.

She was the belle that evening, admired by great and small,
And all the boys liked to play with the girl and blue ball.
She was a splendid player, so lively and so gay,
For she was skilled in playing that pleasant game croquet.

CHORUS: This play, etc.

Two young men among them, that loved this pretty Dell;
Although I write about them, their names I will not tell.
They were fine young fellows, so bashful, and yet so gay;
They tried to beat the girl that with the blue ball play.

CHORUS: This play, etc.

Ah! with those handsome fellows, Dell thought she'd have some fun,
"The one of you that'll catch me, may see me safely home."
The play began in earnest, between those fine young men,
To catch the girl with the blue ball, was impossible for them.

CHORUS: This play, etc.

She went around the play-ground, so full of life and gay,
She left them at the farther arch, so she beat them at croquet.
It was late that evening, and as I went away,
I know not how they came out, in that pleasant game, croquet.

CHORUS: This play, etc.

So croquet by moonlight is pleasant, as you see,
For business cares were laid aside, in that little company.
So playing at croquet, croquet, so playing at croquet,
It is amusement for the young folks, this play of croquet.


I have researched this poem quite thoroughly and cannot find out about the blue balls of the young men who played with the girl.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 10:34 PM

MOM! My little brother just called and after two years and more of fighting the Dept. of Defense and the VA bureaucracy he got a memo from the USAF today saying that he was "boots on the ground" in Vietnam for at least 196 days of TDY! He expects to get some other medals, too -- perhaps even the Distinguished Flying Cross (he was put in for it for flying air intelligence for the Son Tay raid).

Wow, this is exciting! It means that if he develops Type 2 diabetes he's covered by the VA (also ALS and some other nasty things we don't want to think about) because of Agent Orange exposure!

We are happy for him.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 10:05 PM

Today, I rode an electric bicycle in a street fair. It was a most uniusual sensation.

Tonight I have the pleasure of watching my first movie by the once-celebrate Japanese director Ozu.

I tingle with anticipation!


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 10:01 PM

Definitely! It would cure her of her excessive airs and improve her tone immensely.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 09:08 PM

Penelope Rutledge??


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 07:43 PM

And Chongo would just use them for ammo...


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 05:41 PM

Shame could do it, only he gets awfully hungry.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 05:21 PM

"I am struck speechless," he said.

Turn it into a true oxymoron.

I wish Shane would make himself useful. Or Chongo. One of them. I could use someone to come police the grounds in the back for dog droppings.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 03:44 PM

Amos - "I am struck speechless."

If only! (grin)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 03:43 PM

Well, there's only two--more than that wouldn't fit in there!! But they're doing a first rate pro job.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 02:31 PM

What I already know is that if it is a crew of women working on your bathroom, they'll do a darned good job!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 01:36 PM

I have now received said message. I am struck speechless. I never KNEW this!!! Why has no-one told me this before now??

Good friends, I implore you, ask Little Hawk to also send you a message containing something you should know. You will be amazed at how good he is at it.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 01:23 PM

You will receive the PM in seconds, good sir. Mere seconds.

(note that I did not say how many of them)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 12:01 PM

I can nly assume M. Hack's mind has shed its load in some other fashion. No message has appeared! What can account for this!!

My hard drives have names: Daphne, Calliope, and Pendragon.

I love them all. They are like children to me. Naughty on occasion, but readily corrected once they learn the correct format.

Daphne is represented by an icon of a proud schooner under full sail; Calliope by a gorgeous sunset; and Pendragon by a different schooner also under full sail.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 10:45 AM

I await your message with bated breath, Sir Hack...


I have put LiebenScheiss on full alert standby. Just in case.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 10:37 AM

Amos, there is something you should know.

Wait....ummm....well, actually, there are a whole bunch of things you should know...

Geezus. I mean...hundreds of things. Maybe thousands. Volumes upon volumes.

But one of the things you should know is specifically on my mind at the moment.

I think I had best PM you about this. ;-)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 24 Apr 10 - 10:21 AM

Man, oh, man. I have spent eight hours at least dicking around swapping out a hard drive for a new one-TB drive. Wrassled for hours trying to get the thing to act as primary bootable drive and finally dived down into Unix terminal commands to reveal the damn thing was formatted in the wrong format!!! Blagggh. Once I found that out it was a relatively simple fix but it had me going in circles.

Everything is okay now, Mom.

Oh, and the guest bath has been stripped to the timbers and is being overhauled. Literally to the timbers and more, as they had to jackhammer out a foot of concrete to replace some pipes from 1965. Oy!! The woes, the costs!! But now the greenboard's all up, the plaster is on and they will be laying out the mesh and starting the tiling come Monday. Great little team of brawny women, who call themselves "Women In Construction". Love 'em.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 09:06 PM

That will be quite a while considering your skill set, Little Hawk Shane.



A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Blind DRunk in Blind River
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 08:34 PM

Flippin Don! He said that he went to the doc and was told not to drink no more beer! So he don't have none! Something about his flippin hert! I go to get some beer I just was thirdy days with nothin but cofee and water! Wen I get the mony I am going to go to flippin Idyhoe and KILL that flippin Rapaire booky.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 06:23 PM

What a brilliant summation of Shane's major defining features! ;-D Rapaire, you have outdone yourself!

Yes, Shane is on a vendetta against Rapaire. He hates him with a passion. He desires to achieve the utter humiliation and destruction of Rapaire in many horrible ways...but he lacks the means to accomplish said desire, given the fact that he is too lazy, cowardly, and incompetent to even begin to act upon it effectively.

It's a sad situation. It's the sort of thing that can drive a "man" to drink.

He still hasn't reported in. I fear the worst. Well, no, not the worst...but, you know...more like "the usual".


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 06:08 PM

Whatever makes you think I've sold all my guns? Or for that matter my swords and knives?

Shame McBride doesn't like me because I know that he's a fraud, a cheat, a skin containing nothing but wind and that is periodically released via his bodily orifices. He is a wimpled, ruttish, milk-livered, ill-bred, flap-mouthed chancre blossom. His escutcheon contains so many bars sinister it forms circles within circles. He is a toadying toss-pot, a lick-spittle, a chattering coxcomb who can do no better than to cadge the dregs of beer bottles emptied by his betters. He is a pox-marked, whey-faced pignut, a minnow, a maggot-pie who runs, not from cowardice, but from a mirror.

But like all of us, Shame also has his bad side.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Eiseley
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 05:28 PM

Thank you, Kat. I will now knit a few green stitches in your honor.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 05:09 PM

Oh, my! I think we all owe Katlaughing a huge debt of gratitude. I sent her a post asking her to remove that extra extra long post of Amos' (the one he asked a clone to remove) and poor dear, she loaded the entire thing.

Need I say more? It poured off of her screen, over her kitchen table, tangled around the feet of her dog, cats, and sweet as can be grandson. What a tangle, until she deleted that long poem oops and closed out the thread.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 03:15 PM

That would be attacking an unarmed man, Eiseley. Not even Rapaire would do that!


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Eiseley
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 01:34 PM

Are you worried about Shane, Rapaire? He seems to have a vendetta against you, and now that you've sold all your guns, how will you defend yourself---with your rapier wit?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 11:47 AM

Stupid things ALSO happen when Shane gets beer, tries to relate two ideas, farts or breathes.

Also when the name of Shatner is invoked for any reason.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 11:37 AM

I agree, Stilly. Dylan Thomas wrote some brilliant, very memorable lines there...but from the perspective of a young man, not an old one, and that does make him, as you say, a somewhat unreliable narrator in this particular case. ;-)

We haven't heard back from Shane. I hope he managed to score some beer. Shane gets desperate when he can't get any beer for more than, say, 24 hours...and when Shane gets desperate, stupid things happen.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 11:09 AM

April 23rd
by Archibald Winthrop Madleash II

The sky is gray, the ground is white
The fog is thick, nothing in sight.
Soon it will start in raining
And the sewers won't be draining.


             (London: Flower Press, 1887)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: MMario
Date: 23 Apr 10 - 09:48 AM

goosebumps at the story, Stilly.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 11:59 PM

Dying doesn't frighten me. Death has been around me since my father died when I was five.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 11:00 PM

Not to abuse the BS quality with too much literary speculation, but this is clearly the spin a young man puts on death, as if it was his own, despite discussing it in terms of old age. He clearly doesn't understand the summing up that many elderly do. It's visceral, full of grief. I love the lines "Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light." but for all of that, I think we have an unreliable narrator here.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 10:32 PM

Shane, let me be the first to congratulate you on your timely release from the hoosegow. Imagine the nerve of those flipheads! Arresting a guy for what simply comes natural! Geez! Go figger, eh?

It is a good thing that Officer Dana, like all women, finds you so irresistible and totally hot that she can't help but take your side in these unfortunate encounters you keep having with the law.

What I am thinking about Don is....let's be brutally honest...he isn't that smart. I mean, he is not a total idiot...but neither is he a Rhodes Scholar...and there are only a certain number of places where he could've hid the beer. Start looking, man. Start looking.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 10:17 PM

Jesus, for example, died young. So did Joan of Arc. So did Crazy Horse. They lived magnificent lives and died noble deaths.

Howard Hughes died old. Rich. Famous. Wasted. Sick unto death. Gone crazy inside a white room full of echoes of dissolution and insanity.

What if he could have chosen ahead, knowing all that would come to be? He might have been quite happy to die relatively young, when he still believed in something that could set his heart afire.

Why is this society so scared of death anyway? Probably because they have little or no faith in anything they can't buy with money or touch with an outstretched hand.

That's no faith in anything at all to me. That's nothing. It's a meaningless void.

But people who deeply love their children or their partners or their community or their nation.....that I can appreciate. That's a noble and empowering thing.

So like I said, I'm glad your son made it.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Blind DRunk in Blind River
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 10:13 PM

Raging bolthole if you ask me. That flippin Rapaire is still around cause I just got out of flippin jaol! They sent me to joal for bustin up the flippin liberry a litle bit ago! Thirdy days! Flippin boltholes. Officer Dana got the judj to make it thirdy days insted of a year! I think she still likes me like all wimmen do. So I'm back and Don has hid his flippin beer.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 09:59 PM

Good lord, Stilly. Well, I'm glad he made it.


I don't believe in raging against the dying of the light by the time one is old, though. I think death when it finally comes to the old is the kindest and sweetest thing that ever was. Pure deliverance. That's just my own view of it. I do not rage against it in the least. I will welcome it one day. I can't say if I'm right for sure about that. But that's what I think.

What I rage against is the injustice and blindness of the here and now, the idiocies of human society, politics, and convention. What I mourn for is the exquisite, achingly beautiful possibilities of youth that are fast fading...or are simply no longer even possible. And that's what I think death will finally sweep away. All of that will be swept clean by a kind and forgiving breeze.

I wouldn't say therefore that I would necessarily wish for anyone to grow to what is customarily called a "ripe old age" or to live into infirmity. It might not suit them the best, because happiness is not measured in longevity of years. What I would wish for them instead is that they might attain their fondest, finest, and bravest dreams while they are still young and strong enough to taste their sweetness in full measure.

(I realize, however, that those who have borne and raised children may have quite a different view on that....they're in a different position than I am.)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 09:44 PM

I often dredge against the lying of the right, but not on this thread...


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 08:34 PM

I once colored the living room lampshades blue and my wife became very, very angry, raging against the dyeing of the light.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Eiseley
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 08:30 PM

That's a wonderful story, Stilly. Thank you for sharing it. His hair is great!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 22 Apr 10 - 07:37 PM

Whoa, Amos, that's some post!

LH, this is the motivation in his name:

Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night

BY DYLAN THOMAS

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,   
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


I wanted him to live to reach old age. He was born 2 weeks early with premature lungs and spent two weeks in the neonatal intensive care unit, hooked up to tubes and bells and whistles. They used drugs to paralyze him while he was under the oxygen hood because he had a pneumothorax that had to heal after a chest tube was inserted, and at 38 weeks he was full term and would have fought the equipment if they didn't do that. It's a pretty tough thing to look at. As you see, though, he made a full recovery.


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