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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 15 Jun 05 - 09:40 PM Ya know, seems like I've done 8080 once before again. Ohmygod! We're caught in a time loop! Gluon! Gluon! Help us outa here! |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 15 Jun 05 - 09:09 PM Thank you, Bunnahabhain. One does what one can with what one has. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 15 Jun 05 - 08:45 PM All Gluon has to do in the event of temporary temporal loss is to relocate ninety degrees to this space-time locus. Thus when "this" space-time locus (which is actually the point where a sheaf of space-time parabolas overlap) is offset, oh, say, six months, Gluon isn't affected because Gluon isn't in the offset "here-now." Another analogy (the math is far, far clearer!) is that the sheaf of parabolas defining the "here-now" space-time locus actually bend back on themselves because of gravitons, resulting in a toroidal definition. Gluon's relocation might then be compared to a doughnut which has neither hole nor doughnut. Boy, I sure do wish I could post the math for this! It's just plain elegant Oh well. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Bunnahabhain Date: 15 Jun 05 - 06:59 PM Thank you for recovering that epic of Gluons, Rapaire. I do hope I'm not on the run as a newlywed, mainly as there's another 'catter about who would be rather interested if I got married to someone else. She'd probably be interested if I got married to her as well.... |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Bunnahabhain Date: 15 Jun 05 - 06:06 PM But surely if Gluon wiped out the last six months, even only on a temporay basis, then he wipes out the six months which contain the point at which his probability waveform collapsed to one particular improbability, then he no longer exists in a form capabale of eating the Mudcat, or any other cat for that matter. In short, losing bits of Mudcat causes Gluon to stop existing, so he can't lose bits of Mudcat. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 15 Jun 05 - 05:34 PM It ALWAYS makes sense, in a quantum way. Hey, that's a great name for a street: Quantum Way. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: rumanci Date: 15 Jun 05 - 02:58 PM Hoorah for Gluon It finally begins to make sense wahey ! |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,MMario Date: 15 Jun 05 - 02:56 PM Hey! Look what I found gluon chewin' on over at the Tavern: Look! Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapaire Date: 13 Jun 05 - 03:31 PM Hell, why not? It's me or Flaming Ted. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapaire Date: 13 Jun 05 - 03:30 PM Shall I? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: rumanci Date: 13 Jun 05 - 03:24 PM nah ! Rap It's just those lazy hazy crazy days of summer -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapaire Date: 13 Jun 05 - 03:18 PM I dunno about Bigfoot, but I know I am. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,Bee-dubya-ell Date: 13 Jun 05 - 01:40 PM To paraphrase the late Mitch Hedberg, maybe the reason photographs of Bigfoot are blurry is because Bigfoot is blurry! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 13 Jun 05 - 12:49 PM I solved the problem of coming out grainy in photos by sending photos of someone else. Easy! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapaire Date: 13 Jun 05 - 12:48 PM I thought photos were always grainy, but then I discovered that it was my subject. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Bunnahabhain Date: 13 Jun 05 - 12:45 PM What? Banjos, Kipling or life in general? Probably all of them some days... Nice photo SRS. Reminds me of the most unkind thing any photographer ever said. "I thought models had to be perfect, then I discovered lighting." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapaire Date: 13 Jun 05 - 11:05 AM I'm kinda partial to the phrase I'm the Prophet of the Utterly Absurd, Of the Patently Impossible and Vain. That kinda sums it up, doesn't it? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 13 Jun 05 - 10:42 AM Kipling was comprehensive, to say the least! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,Bee-dubya-ell Date: 13 Jun 05 - 10:38 AM What? No "plinka, plinka, plinka"? My banjo goes "plinka, plinka, plinka"! In fact, there's a little guy that lives inside my head, and after I've been playing the banjo for about an hour he opens a little door, comes out and says, "Beezer! Whutchyu goin' 'plinka, plinka, plinka' fo'? Dontchyu got nothin' bettah t' do?" Then another little door opens and this much bigger little guy steps out and says, "'Cause I CAN, fuckface! Now hit the road!" And the little guy goes, "PFFFFFTTTTTTH!!!" and slams the door shut. Happens every time. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Bunnahabhain Date: 13 Jun 05 - 10:11 AM Must have got the wrong address. There were flapadoodles, and flapedoodles, and flipdoodles and all sorts on the one I meant. I'm and idjit, or maybe a flapdoodle.... To make amends "The Song of the Banjo" Kipling 1894 You couldn't pack a Broadwood half a mile-- You musn't leave a fiddle in the damp-- You couldn't raft an organ up the Nile, And play it in an Equatorial swamp. I travel with the cooking-pots and pails-- I'm sandwiched 'tween the coffee and the pork-- And when the dusty column checks and tails, You should hear me spur the rearguard to a walk! With my "Pilly-willy-winky-winky-popp!" [Oh, it's any tune that comes into my head!] So I keep 'em moving forward till they drop; So I play 'em up to water and to bed. In the silence of the camp before the fight, When it's good to make your will and say your prayer, You can hear my strumpty-tumpty overnight, Explaining ten to one was always fair. I'm the Prophet of the Utterly Absurd, Of the Patently Impossible and Vain-- And when the Thing that Couldn't has occurred, Give me time to change my leg and go again. With my "Tumpa-tumpa-tumpa-tumpa-tump!" In the desert where the dung-fed camp-smoke curled. There was never voice before us till I led our lonely chorus, I--the war-drum of the White Man round the world! By the bitter road the Younger Son must tread, Ere he win to hearth and saddle of his own,-- 'Mid the riot of the shearers at the shed, In the silence of the herder's hut alone-- In the twilight, on a bucket upside down, Hear me babble what the weakest won't confess-- I am Memory and Torment--I am Town! I am all that ever went with evening dress! With my "Tunka-tunka-tunka-tunka-tunk!" [So the lights--the London Lights--grown near and plain!] So I rowel 'em afresh towards the Devil and the Flesh, Till I bring my broken rankers home again. In desire of many marvels over sea, Where the new-raised tropic city sweats and roars, I have sailed with Young Ulysses from the quay Till the anchor rumbled down on stranger shores. He is blooded to the open and the sky, He is taken in a snare that shall not fail, He shall hear me singing strongly, till he die, Like the shouting of a backstay in a gale. With my "Hya! Heeya! Heeya! Hullah! Haul!" [Oh, the green that thunders aft along the deck!] Are you sick o' towns and men? You must sign and sail again, For it's "Johnny Bowlegs, pack your kit and trek!" Through the gorge that gives the stars at noon-day-clear-- Up the pass that packs the scud beneath our wheel-- Round the bluff that sinks her thousand fathom sheer-- Down the valley with our guttering brakes asqueal: Where the trestle groans and quivers in the snow, Where the many-shedded levels loop and twine, Hear me lead my reckless children from below Till we sing the Song of Roland to the pine! With my "Tinka-tinka-tinka-tinka-tink!" [Oh, the axe has cleared the mountain, croup and crest!] And we ride the iron stallions down to drink, Through the canyons to the waters of the West! And the tunes that mean so much to you alone-- Common tunes that make you choke and blow your nose-- Vulgar tunes that bring the laugh that brings the groan-- I can rip your very heartstrings out with those; With the feasting, and the folly, and the fun-- And the lying, and the lusting, and the drink, And the merry play that drops you, when you're done, To the thoughts that burn like irons if you think. With my "Plunka-lunka-lunka-lunka-lunk!" Here's a trifle on account of pleasure past, Ere the wit that made you win gives you eyes to see your sin And--the heavier repentance at the last! Let the organ moan her sorrow to the roof-- I have told the naked stars the Grief of Man! Let the trumpet snare the foeman to the proof-- I have known Defeat, and mocked it as we ran! My bray ye may not alter nor mistake When I stand to jeer the fatted Soul of Things, But the Song of Lost Endeavour that I make, Is it hidden in the twanging of the strings? With my "Ta-ra-rara-rara-ra-ra-rrrp!" [Is it naught to you that hear and pass me by?] But the word--the word is mine, when the order moves the line And the lean, locked ranks go roaring down to die! The grandam of my grandam was the Lyre-- [Oh, the blue below the little fisher-huts!] That the Stealer stooping beachward filled with fire, Till she bore my iron head and ringing guts! By the wisdom of the centuries I speak-- To the tune of yestermorn I set the truth-- I, the joy of life unquestioned--I, the Greek-- I, the everlasting Wonder-song of Youth! With my "Tinka-tinka-tinka-tinka-tink!" [What d'ye lack, my noble masters! What d'ye lack?] So I draw the world together link by link; Yea, from Delos up to Limerick and back! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 13 Jun 05 - 09:19 AM Give the man 10 points! (It was still funny in junior high school when signing yearbooks) Amos, having never met you I won't challenge any of your assertions. BTW, have I sent y'all my latest casual, at home on the weekend shot? ;-D |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,Gluon Date: 15 Jun 05 - 12:17 PM QUARK!!! QUARK!!! (Translation: There's a lot you don't know about me. Like my short-lived career as a belly dancer. My very brief stint as Martin Gibson's conscience. The time I got dumped for a good-looking Neutrino. I'll tell ya, it ain't been easy bein' me.) |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 15 Jun 05 - 11:53 AM I didn't know Gluon sang songs from musicals! |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 15 Jun 05 - 09:11 AM I didn't know Gluon could |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 15 Jun 05 - 08:54 AM I found this on a floppy on my keyboard. It was chewed and covered with slobber, but I managed to recover the data: Gluon's Song by Gluon Folks are dumb where I come from, They ain't had any learning. Still they're happy as can be Doin' what comes MOABlly (doin' what comes MOABlly). Folks like us could never fuss With schools and books and learning. Still we've gone from Ack to Zed, And never fillin' up our head! (Never fillin' up our head). You don't have to know how to read or write When you're out with a freds in the pale moonlight. You don't have to look in a book to find What itshehe would like for an orgy time. That comes MOABlly (that comes MOABlly). Stilly out in Texas can't even write her name. She signs her checks with "x's" But they cash them just the same. If you saw my pa and ma, You'd know they had no learning, Still they've raised a puck like me Doin' what comes MOABlly (doin' what comes MOABlly). Cousin Rap has never read an almanac on drinking Still he's always on the spree Drinkin' stuff quite MOABlly (drinkin' stuff quite MOABlly). Amos out in San Dieg' has never had a lesson, Still he's learned to sing off-key Doin' what comes MOABlly (doin' what comes MOABlly). You don't have be a learned duck Not to pick up a paper near a scoured puck. You don't have to have the capitol's dome To break down the trees when Bee-Dub's not home. That comes MOABlly (that comes MOABlly. Poor old Bunn is on the run With someone he just married. There he is at ninety-three, Doin' what comes MOABlly (doin' what comes MOABlly. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,MMario Date: 15 Jun 05 - 08:28 AM good to see MOAB's all right. Scary thought that so much quality BS could have been down the toilet! |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 15 Jun 05 - 08:06 AM "Last thing I remember, doctor, I was getting ready to post this really sexy picture of some babe and claim it was me. . .then, doctor, it all went blank. . ." "Was it a dream?" "Must have been. There was Gluon, running around with some pages in her mouth, and when I called her and she sat quietly I could see it was calendar pages of all of 2005 up through June. How odd is that?" "And you say that last night you experienced a fugue, in which you were suddenly back on December 20, 2004?" "Sure felt like it. As soon as that calendar went down the ol' duck/dog hatch. Anyway, more to the point, doc, you're the vet, you need to see what's wrong with this duck/dog. Gluon seems to have eaten the time/space continuum with those pages, and . . . wait. . .something's happening. . . eeew, Gluon, that stinks! . . . " A pile appears on the ground, and embedded are the six pages of calendar, intact but for a few bite marks in one corner. The animal rights herself, scratches the ground, then runs in a mad circle. "Hmmmmm. I wonder? . . . Amos! Rapaire! Come get this animal of yours!" |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 06 Jun 05 - 03:46 PM Sounds like there is a steep attrition rate in library use in Idaho. But maybe you do your keelhauling in that pretty lake over by McCall? Under water might be the preferable condition there--unless mosquitoes can swim and bite underwater. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 06 Jun 05 - 09:14 AM Keelhauling. And Idaho is a land-locked state. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 06 Jun 05 - 09:08 AM I shudder to think what the look is for people who lost library stuff. What is the penalty for children whose book(s) slid between the bed and the wall? |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 06 Jun 05 - 08:46 AM Only if you have overdue stuff. And I've gotten a haircut. (If you look at the "Contact" page you'll find a picture of Ted. Ted is 10 -- and that's a real, steel, and very sharp cutlass he's holding. The picture above him is of Lauretta, the website author. She has looked like that since being infected with chloroplast, but on the other hand she now photosynthesizes her own food and replaces CO2 with O2. I should mention that Ted is also a vampire.) |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,MMario Date: 06 Jun 05 - 08:39 AM Rapaire - somehow the picture of you your neice posted matches my mental image of Idaho librarians. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 05 Jun 05 - 10:59 PM Well, this mama's will be once she gets out of the shower in a few minutes. . . :-D |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 05 Jun 05 - 09:33 PM Okay, BWL...you're bragging, right? |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,Bee-dubya-ell Date: 05 Jun 05 - 08:43 PM Go to Google's translation utility, http://translate.google.com/translate_t. Translate "my mom is nice and cool" from English to Spanish. Then copy what you get and translate it back to English. It only works with Google, not Babelfish. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 05 Jun 05 - 05:13 PM Mater, je me retournee. Yes, I have returned from Salt Lake City, where my wife and I wandered yesterday. She picked up her new used Pfaff 7550, and this ack emma flew off to a seminar in Lincoln. From thence she and her friend Mary will wend their way to Columbus, Ohio and the annual NQA Quilt Show. (Not all fun, though; she will also be taking a couple days of Continuing Legal Education stuff while there.) And I...I will be laboring in the vineyard, hewing wood and drawing water, keeping the home fires burning, my nose to the grindstone, my eyes on the road, my hands to myself, my nose clean, my thoughts pure, my pants on, and my shoulder to the wheel. And Mom? Here's a web site that my niece (the art major) created about our family reunion. She the same one who's carving my rifle stock, Mom. Unfortunately, she didn't have many accurate pictures of her family. Anyway, Mom, I'm back from my brief sojourn to God's Country. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,Mork From Ork Date: 05 Jun 05 - 03:42 PM NANO, NANO! By the way, has anyone seen what you people would regard as a small animal that resembles a cross between a duck and a dog? If you do, tell it that the rebel forces have been defeated and that it's safe for him to return to Sector Seven and claim the Imperial Throne. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Amos Date: 05 Jun 05 - 02:48 PM Don't worry, Rum -- a foot's as good as a smile, and the right Miss is even better! A |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: rumanci Date: 05 Jun 05 - 01:26 PM They're playing in the yard ? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!! they'll measure up to each other and never play by the rules *says she inching away a bit rapid having put her foot firmly in her mouth again* |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 05 Jun 05 - 01:17 PM Mom, you're looking a little down this morning! Don't worry about all of that Nanoland stuff if you don't want to do it. It's hot out. Want a nice glass of ice tea? You can sit here on the porch swing (Whoops! Duck when Gluon races past!) and watch Amos and Rapaire play in the yard. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,Amos Date: 04 Jun 05 - 08:04 PM If Duckboy makes it through Nanoland, Gluon will have an old-time family get-together. Quark, quark, quark!! What fun it'll be! A |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 04 Jun 05 - 07:04 PM . . .still here, talking to myself. . . |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 04 Jun 05 - 06:13 PM You don't need to figure that hard! Where is everyone, anyway? Just because it's a nice weekend day. . . oh, wait. . . I was gonna go outside for a while. . . back later. . . |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 04 Jun 05 - 03:48 PM My kids are into Ragnarok. Norwegian downfall of the gods named game that comes out of Korea. Go figure. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Amos Date: 04 Jun 05 - 10:31 AM Duckboy in Nanoland, a video game at the Science Museum in London with an online counterpart at www.sciencemuseum.org.uk, has made a splash among physicists and philistines alike. The online game recorded 1,500 players within its first three weeks, and the video game in the museum's gallery chalked up even more, according to Natasha Waterson, a content developer at the museum. "How different the world feels, looks and behaves at the nanoscale is a difficult concept that we thought would be best conveyed in an interactive," Waterson explained in an e-mail message. "Of course, Duckboy in Nanoland is essentially a story about how quantum and classical physics affect the nanoscale world. But to say that could put people off instantly!" ``````From "Small Times" magazine. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Bunnahabhain Date: 04 Jun 05 - 04:23 AM Calumnies are best answered with silence. Johnson |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:55 PM Awed? Odd. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 03 Jun 05 - 07:10 PM So that's the "odd silence" we've detected? ;-D |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Amos Date: 03 Jun 05 - 07:08 PM I am NOT ignoring you, Mag; I check this thread every day. I am just awed into silence, is all. But I am not being mean. A |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 03 Jun 05 - 06:24 PM I had the Yoda thought also, but since I haven't seen the movie and have only heard reviewers talk about his unique positioning of words, I let the remark slide. Watching someone I'm glad! Amos, how can you complain about Rapaire when I think you've been ignoring all of us? I felt sure, after my good google pic sleuthing, that you might remark, or even better, offer a blue clam adjunct membership to the Golden Globes joint you promote so consistently. But no, not a peep! MMario, I spelled it wrong. A-KON. http://www.a-kon.com/. SRS |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Amos Date: 03 Jun 05 - 01:46 PM Mom: I am not being mean. I haven't written here since the 1st, and then it was an innocuous remark about chile recipes. So ... well, I'm sorry, but someone has to say this...my brother Rapaire is ... ya know ... kinda like ... slipping, if you see what I mean. I think there is a call for help in that last post. Moojuice? No, I mean some other kind of help. Do you still have that Austrian phone number for Liebenscheiss? He's the only one I know who can help someone in this sort of difficulty. He's really good, and highly respected -- he even helped Little Hawk, and yopu know what kind of mess he was in... I know it's hard, Mom, but we have to face up to the facts. Don't forget he has guns. Can you talk to him? He'd listen if it came from you, I think. We can hyope. A |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 03 Jun 05 - 12:15 PM Slægr fer gaur með gígju, ginn er hér komið inni, meiðr hefir skjaldar skóða skrípalát, og pípu. Rekkr lætr rauða bikkju rekið skvaldr, fyrir aldir, skulut hlýða því þjóðir, það er skaup, yfir staf hlaupa. Mom said to tell you that! So there! |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,MMario Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:38 AM ACON? |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,YODA Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:37 AM qouted were they. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Stilly River Sage Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:37 AM MOM, I wish you'd drive back and forth to Dallas six times in the next three days. It makes me tired just thinking about it. This morning--take five teens to the ACON convention This evening--pick up youngest of teens to spend night at home (rest stay at hotel) Tomorrow morning--take youngest teen back to ACON Tomorrow night--pick up youngest teen (time negotiable--either Fri or Sat can be a late night, i.e., 11 or so) Sunday moring--take youngest teen back to ACON Sunday at 6pm--pick up five teens and bring back to Fort Worth I'll try to get in here and give mom a boost when possible. But mostly I'll be filling up or driving mom's taxi. |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Bee-dubya-ell Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:35 AM The previous verses by Yoda composed they were? |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:32 AM Far famed and known by thy name Sometime, who knows if not? Hunted without honor be; In hole now hide thee. 'Neath Linden-foe targes fell franklins below Bleeding were wounds, shattered were shields, where had I to share? |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: rumanci Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:28 AM "who knows if not, sometime, my name be known and famed far? " Rest assured - it must have worked. Mom always did warn me about playing with you *bg* |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Rapparee Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:24 AM sigh... Share I had where shields were shattered, wounds were bleeding, franklins fell 'neath blows of foes-of-linden-targes. In holes I hide me now, am hunted, without honor: who knows if not, sometime, my name be known and famed far? |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,Gluon Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:21 AM QUARK!!! QUARK!!! (Translation: Getting your head slammed in a book is nothing! You should try having your hadron slammed in a book. Really makes a meson the pages.) |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: rumanci Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:15 AM Now there speaks volumes of experience |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: Bee-dubya-ell Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:12 AM Putting one's head in a book can lead to having a very flat head if someone else shuts the book... |
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads From: GUEST,MMario Date: 03 Jun 05 - 09:11 AM who know - maybe he could become a cowboy astonaut when he grows up! But probably he'll be a librarian. |
