BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: GUEST,Toenails John
Date: 05 Mar 06 - 05:56 AM

Seeing as you mudcat's seem to be dredging up all kinds of stuff, Maybe you should take a look at the perfect site for ya

The Perfect Site?

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 10:16 PM

"The Gaylord Opryland"

You sure pick hotels with great names.

I stayed years ago in the Tiki-Tiki Motel on the way to somewhere. They should have named it the Taki-Taki.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Rapparee
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 09:48 PM

Skyline? Geez, it's DARK outside. It's nighttime. Things get very dark in Tennessee at night, unlike Idaho or Alberta or BC or Oregon or Washington or places like those.

Besides, I'm inside a hotel. The Gaylord Opryland, to be specific. There are so many palms and stuff that I'm afraid of snipers, and I think I saw Tarzan swinging from a vine.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 09:07 PM

How's the skyline? Bob wants to know.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: GUEST,Rapaire
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 06:15 PM

Ya want BORING? I'm in Nashville!!!

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: autolycus
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 05:33 PM

It's turned out nice again.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Cobble
Date: 04 Mar 06 - 05:28 PM

YAWWWWWWWWWWWWNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 11:36 PM

I was kidding.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 07:11 PM

Until now. Way to go. Ya fucked up a perfectly boring thread. Could you rewrite that post so as to tone it down a bit?

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 07:09 PM

This thread is so liberating! I'm usually leary of skipping over lengthy. boring-looking posts in most threads because there might be some gems in them. Not so with this thread! You can skip over anything over three lines long and be absolutely certain you haven't missed a damned thing!

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 06:19 PM

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Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 05:54 PM

Well, since you people have obviously not found enough dullness:

All humane things are subject to decay,
And, when Fate summons, Monarchs must obey:
This Fleckno found, who, like Augustus, young
Was call'd to Empire, and had govern'd long:
In Prose and Verse, was own'd, without dispute
Through all the Realms of Non-sense, absolute.
This aged Prince now flourishing in Peace,
And blest with issue of a large increase,
Worn out with business, did at length debate
To settle the succession of the State:
And pond'ring which of all his Sons was fit
To Reign, and wage immortal War with Wit;
Cry'd, 'tis resolv'd; for Nature pleads that He
Should onely rule, who most resembles me:
Sh—— alone my perfect image bears,
Mature in dullness from his tender years.
Sh—— alone, of all my Sons, is he
Who stands confirm'd in full stupidity.
The rest to some faint meaning make pretence,
But Sh—— never deviates into sense.
Some Beams of Wit on other souls may fall,
Strike through and make a lucid interval;
But Sh——'s genuine night admits no ray,
His rising Fogs prevail upon the Day:
Besides his goodly Fabrick fills the eye,
And seems design'd for thoughtless Majesty:
Thoughtless as Monarch Oakes, that shade the plain,
And, spread in solemn state, supinely reign.
Heywood and Shirley were but Types of thee,
Thou last great Prophet of Tautology:
Even I, a dunce of more renown than they,
Was sent before but to prepare thy way;
And coarsely clad in Norwich drugget came
To teach the nations in thy greater name.
My warbling Lute, the Lute I whilom strung
When to King John of Portugal I sung,
Was but the prelude to that glorious day,
When thou on silver Thames did'st cut thy way,
With well tim'd Oars before the Royal Barge,
Swell'd with the Pride of thy Celestial charge;
And big with Hymn, Commander of an Host,
The like was ne'er in Epsom blankets toss'd.
Methinks I see the new Arion Sail,
The Lute still trembling underneath thy nail.
At thy well sharpned thumb from Shore to Shore
The Treble squeaks for fear, the Bases roar:
Echoes from Pissing-Ally, Sh—— call,
And Sh—— they resound from A—— Hall.
About thy boat the little Fishes throng,
As at the Morning Toast, that Floats along.
Sometimes as Prince of thy Harmonious band
Thou wield'st thy Papers in thy threshing hand.
St. André's feet ne'er kept more equal time,
Not ev'n the feet of thy own Psyche's rhime:
Though they in number as in sense excell;
So just, so like tautology they fell,
That, pale with envy, Singleton forswore
The Lute and Sword which he in Triumph bore
And vow'd he ne'er would act Villerius more.
Here stopt the good old Syre; and wept for joy
In silent raptures of the hopefull boy.
All arguments, but most his Plays, perswade,
That for anointed dullness he was made.
Close to the Walls which fair Augusta bind,
(The fair Augusta much to fears inclin'd)
An ancient fabrick, rais'd t' inform the sight,
There stood of yore, and Barbican it hight:
A watch Tower once; but now, so Fate ordains,
Of all the Pile an empty name remains.
From its old Ruins Brothel-houses rise,
Scenes of lewd loves, and of polluted joys.
Where their vast Courts, the Mother-Strumpets keep,
And, undisturb'd by Watch, in silence sleep.
Near these a Nursery erects its head,
Where Queens are form'd, and future Hero's bred;
Where unfledg'd Actors learn to laugh and cry,
Where infant Punks their tender Voices try,
And little Maximins the Gods defy.
Great Fletcher never treads in Buskins here,
Nor greater Johnson dares in Socks appear;
But gentle Simkin just reception finds
Amidst this Monument of vanisht minds:
Pure Clinches, the suburbian Muse affords;
And Panton waging harmless war with words.
Here Fleckno, as a place to Fame well known,
Ambitiously design'd his Sh——'s Throne.
For ancient Decker propheci'd long since,
That in this Pile should reign a mighty Prince,
Born for a scourge of wit, and flail of sense:
To whom true dullness should some Psyches owe,
But worlds of Misers from his pen should flow;
Humorists and hypocrites it should produce,
Whole Raymond families, and Tribes of Bruce.
Now Empress Fame had publisht the renown,
Of Sh——'s coronation through the town.
Rous'd by report of fame, the nations meet,
From near Bun-Hill, and distant Watling-street.
No Persian Carpets spread th'imperial way,
But scatter'd limbs of mangled poets lay:
From dusty shops neglected authors come,
Martyrs of Pies, and Reliques of the Bum.
Much Heywood, Shirly, Ogleby there lay,
But loads of Sh—— almost choakt the way.
Bilk't Stationers for Yeomen stood prepar'd,
And H—— was Captain of the Guard.
The hoary Prince in Majesty appear'd,
High on a Throne of his own Labours rear'd.
At his right hand our young Ascanius sat
Rome's other hope, and pillar of the State.
His Brows thick fogs, instead of glories, grace,
And lambent dullness plaid arround his face.
As Hannibal did to the Altars come,
Sworn by his Syre a mortal Foe to Rome;
So Sh—— swore, nor should his Vow bee vain,
That he till Death true dullness would maintain;
And in his father's Right, and Realms defence,
Ne'er to have peace with Wit, nor truce with Sense.
The King himself the sacred Unction made,
As King by Office, and as Priest by Trade:
In his sinister hand, instead of Ball,
He plac'd a mighty Mug of potent Ale;
Love's Kingdom to his right he did convey,
At once his Sceptre and his rule of Sway;
Whose righteous Lore the Prince had practis'd young,
And from whose Loyns recorded Psyche sprung,
His Temples last with Poppies were o'er spread,
That nodding seem'd to consecrate his head:
Just at that point of time, if Fame not lye,
On his left hand twelve reverend Owls did fly.
So Romulus, 'tis sung, by Tyber's Brook,
Presage of Sway from twice six Vultures took.
Th' admiring throng loud acclamations make,
And Omens of his future Empire take.
The Syre then shook the honours of his head,
And from his brows damps of oblivion shed
Full on the filial dullness: long he stood,
Repelling from his Breast the raging God;
At length burst out in this prophetick mood:

Heavens bless my Son, from Ireland let him reign
To farr Barbadoes on the Western main;
Of his Dominion may no end be known,
And greater than his Father's be his Throne.
Beyond loves Kingdom let him stretch his Pen;
He paus'd, and all the people cry'd Amen.
Then thus, continu'd he, my Son advance
Still in new Impudence, new Ignorance.
Success let other teach, learn thou from me
Pangs without birth, and fruitless industry.
Let Virtuoso's in five years be Writ;
Yet not one thought accuse thy toyl of wit.
Let gentle George in triumph tread the Stage,
Make Dorimant betray, and Loveit rage;
Let Cully, Cockwood, Fopling, charm the Pit,
And in their folly show the Writers wit.
Yet still thy fools shall stand in thy defence,
And justifie their Author's want of sense.
Let 'em be all by thy own model made
Of dullness, and desire no foreign aid:
That they to future ages may be known,
Not Copies drawn, but issue of thy own.
Nay let thy men of wit too be the same,
All full of thee, and differing but in name;
But let no alien S—dl—y interpose
To lard with wit thy hungry Epsom prose.
And when false flowers of Rhetorick thou would'st cull,
Trust Nature, do not labour to be dull;
But write thy best, and top; and in each line,
Sir Formal's oratory will be thine.
Sir Formal, though unsought, attends thy quill,
And does thy Northern Dedications fill.
Nor let false friends seduce thy mind to fame,
By arrogating Johnson's Hostile name.
Let Father Fleckno fire thy mind with praise,
And Uncle Ogleby thy envy raise.
Thou art my blood, where Johnson has no part;
What share have we in Nature or in Art?
Where did his wit on learning fix a brand,
And rail at Arts he did not understand?
Where made he love in Prince Nicander's vein,
Or swept the dust in Psyche's humble strain?
Where sold he Bargains, Whip-stitch, kiss my Arse,
Promis'd a Play and dwindled to a Farce?
When did his Muse from Fletcher scenes purloin,
As thou whole Eth'ridg dost transfuse to thine?
But so transfus'd as Oyl on Waters flow,
His always floats above, thine sinks below.
This is thy Province, this thy wondrous way,
New Humours to invent for each new Play:
This is that boasted Byas of thy mind,
By which one way, to dullness, 'tis inclin'd,
Which makes thy writings lean on one side still,
And in all changes that way bends thy will.
Nor let thy mountain belly make pretence
Of likeness; thine's a tympany of sense.
A Tun of Man in thy Large bulk is writ,
But sure thou'rt but a Kilderkin of wit.
Like mine thy gentle numbers feebly creep,
Thy Tragick Muse gives smiles, thy Comick sleep.
With whate'er gall thou sett'st thy self to write,
Thy inoffensive Satyrs never bite.
In thy felonious heart, though Venom lies,
It does but touch thy Irish pen, and dyes.
Thy Genius calls thee not to purchase fame
In keen Iambicks, but mild Anagram:
Leave writing Plays, and choose for thy command
Some peaceful Province in Acrostick Land.
There thou maist wings display and Altars raise,
And torture one poor word Ten thousand ways.
Or if thou would'st thy diff'rent talents suit,
Set thy own Songs, and sing them to thy lute.
He said, but his last words were scarcely heard,
For Bruce and Longvil had a Trap prepar'd,
And down they sent the yet declaiming Bard.
Sinking he left his Drugget robe behind,
Born upwards by a subterranean wind.
The Mantle fell to the young Prophet's part,
With double portion of his Father's Art.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 04:24 PM

Any of you dull unimaginative people care for a dull unimaginative snack?

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 03:26 PM

Garf?

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: gnu
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 03:21 PM

Carb?

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 10:30 AM

Man from?

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Janie
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 08:50 AM

"Uncle"

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: autolycus
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 03:52 AM

Please leave, Joe. That was far, far,far,far,far,far,far,far too interesting.

I add thanking you to my thanks list. See, told you I'd miss someone I needed to thank.

Thankfully.

Thank you.

Ivor































Thank you.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Joe Offer
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 03:15 AM

Is this another damn Shatner thread?

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Skivee
Date: 03 Mar 06 - 03:09 AM

I came back today to visit like I said I would.
The nurse lets me in, cause I said I was your friend.
So I was cleaning out my desk drawer yesterday.
I found more rubber bands to put in the collection...you remember my rubber band collection. Most of them are brown, but some are different colors.
Do you think I should put them all together, or keep the red and blue ones away from the brown ones.
I saw a picture once on a TV show about a guy who made a big ball of rubber bands, but this seems like a waste of time to me.
Later they put it in a plane to see if it would bounce, but it blew up instead. There was big blobs of rubber everywhere.
I also found a felt tip pen, but it was dried up.
Do you know a way to make them work after they dry up?
I put the Celeon Deyon CD on, cause somebody said you like music.
If you don't, blink your eyes twice. If you can't blink twice, just blink to let me know that.
Do you think she's really French?
I really liked that song she sings.
And you like music so I brought it.
So. anyway, the felt tip pen was red, but the most I get is a pink spot, and I have to push the point on the paper for a long time.
Now the point is all mushy.
I was going to make some signs for my rubber band collection, but I guess I'll have to look for another felt tip pen. I hope it's no dry, too.
Do you think people keep dry felt tip pens on purpose, or they just forget them in the drawer.
Maybe there's a different color in there.
Are you crying from the dust?
I see that tear on your face.
I'll wipe it off with my sweater sleeve.
There's a lot of dust in air. Maybe that why you got that tear.
Did you know that half of dust is really mites who eat the dust, so you have bugs crawling on you all the time, when you thought it was just dust. I saw that in a TV message.
They live in your pillow. Sometimes at night, I think I hear them crawling around in my pillow.
Do you hear them.
Maybe you can listen for them tonight. I think they make little clicky noises...but really tiny.
I have to go now, 'cause my cousin gave me a big box of rubber bands to put in the collection. Maybe there will be colors mixed in.
I'll just turn the CD up so you can enjoy the music when I leave.
But I'll be back soon.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 11:04 PM

Brunswick Line       Take a peek at March Schedule
MARC Train service operates on Monday through Friday ONLY. Please check the schedule for Holiday & Inclement Weather service.

Servicing: Union Station-Washington, DC; Silver Spring, Kensington, Garrett Park, Rockville, Washington Grove, Gaithersburg, Metropolitan Grove, Germantown, Boyds, Barnesville, Dickerson, Point Of Rocks, Brunswick, MD; Harpers Ferry, Duffields & Martinsburg, W.V.

Additionally, a MARC Train extention services Monocacy & Frederick.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: bobad
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 10:53 PM

I don't really know MARC from French firewater, I'm just pretending.

Actually my familiarity with the term comes from googling an old girlfriend who is a librarian and it turns out that she must be some kinda expert on MARC as she goes around giving seminars and such.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Rapparee
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 10:45 PM

Yup. The good ol' Double-O Seven field.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Rapparee
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 10:44 PM

You want dull? I'll give you dull!

When data is received, the opposite happens. Each layer strips off its header and/or trailer before passing the data up to the layer above. As information flows back up the stack, information received from a lower layer is interpreted as both a header/trailer and data. The process of removing headers and trailers from data is called decapsulation. This mechanism enables each layer in the transmitting computer to communicate with its corresponding layer in the receiving computer. Each layer in the transmitting computer communicates with its peer layer in the receiving computer via a process called peer-to-peer communication.

Each layer has specific responsibilities and specific rules for carrying out those responsibilities, and it knows nothing about the procedures that the other layers follow. A layer carries out its tasks and delivers the message to the next layer in the protocol stack. An address mechanism is the common element that allows data to be routed through the various layers until it reaches its destination.

Each layer also has its own independent data structures. Conceptually, a layer is unaware of the data structures used by the layers above and below it. In reality, the data structures of a layer are designed to be compatible with the structures used by the surrounding layers for the sake of more efficient data transmission. Still, each layer has its own data structures and its own terminology to describe those structures.

Had enough? Gonna cry "Uncle"???

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: bobad
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 10:39 PM

Very interesting Rap, is that MARC?

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Cluin
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 10:36 PM

Can you repeat that? I wasn't listening.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Rapparee
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 10:33 PM

1. The data elements in field 007 are positionally defined and the number of character positions in field 007 depends upon the code contained in 007/00. Character position 00 contains a code that identifies the category of material. The fill character (|) is not allowed in this position. The fill character may be used in any other character position when the cataloging agency makes no attempt to code the position.

The categories of material for which field 007 is applicable in bibliographic records are presented in the following order in the field description: map, electronic resource, globe, tactile material, projected graphic, microform, nonprojected graphic, motion picture, kit, notated music, remote-sensing image, sound recording, text, videorecording, and unspecified.

2. A subnet mask increases the amount of address that is deemed to be "network" thereby reducing the amount of host for each address.

e.g. Class C address 194.64.48.86, mask 255.255.255.240

In binary:

Address 11000010.01000000.00110000.01010110

Mask 11111111.11111111.11111111.11110000

So the network is the 28 most significant bits.

To determine the subnet, the address is ANDed with the mask.

Address 11000010.01000000.00110000.01010110

Mask 11111111.11111111.11111111.11110000

=========================================

ANDed 11000010.01000000.00110000.01010000

Thus, to determine whether two addresses are in the same subnet, the address is ANDed with the mask, and the two results compared.

E.g. Is 194.64.48.86 in the same subnet as 194.64.48.162, when a mask of 255.255.255.240 is applied?

Address 11000010.01000000.00110000.01010110 194.64.48.86

Mask 11111111.11111111.11111111.11110000 255.255.255.240

=======================================================

ANDed 11000010.01000000.00110000.01010000 194.64.48.80

Address 11000010.01000000.00110000.10100010 194.64.48.162

Mask 11111111.11111111.11111111.11110000 255.255.255.240

========================================================

ANDed 11000010.01000000.00110000.10100000 194.64.48.160

Subnets are 194.64.48.80 and 194.64.48.160, so they are not in the same subnet.

Only the last octet need really be considered when testing this - 195.200.21.50 is clearly not the same network!

Also, if the subnet is applied in this way, simply determining the least significant bit of the mask (in our case, 100002 or 16) gives the number of addresses in each subnet, so the addresses will be 0-15, 16-31, 32-47, 48-63, etc. As "all zero" and "all one" addresses are not allowed, 194.64.48.0, 194.64.48.15, 194.64.48.16, 194.64.48.31, 194.64.48.32, etc. are not legitimate when masked to 255.255.255.240 (in binary, these make the last 4 bits all zeroes or all ones; these are the host addresses reserved for network or broadcast).

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 10:23 PM

Wow. A new low. Great work, Janie. This is beyond doing the limbo. We gotta tunnel now.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Janie
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 10:16 PM

The NC div of MH/DD/SA is requiring all Area programs to divest themselves of services. The Area programs are now Local Management Entities (LME) who will manage and monitor services. They will accept bids from the private sector for an entity to become the local Comprehensive Service Agency (CSA). The CSA will provide CSS services, including CBS services with 5 member teams supervised by a QMHP. They must serve all in the IPRS population. Non target IPRS populations will not be served. The CSA will also provide a comprehensive CES 24-7. There will be both UCR and non-UCR funding streams. IPRS eligibility will be determined by the individual's DSM-IV or ICD-9 diagnosis in combination with the current GAF score. COI's will no longer be required as the State is moving to the TOPPS system of outcome assessment. MR-CAPP clients will be served by a separate agency. Services for the SA population have yet to be determined.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Cluin
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 10:09 PM

Okay, but you'll have to fill out these forms first.

Have a seat.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 07:44 PM

......and world peace.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: autolycus
Date: 02 Mar 06 - 07:42 PM

I would like to thank my manager, my mother , my father, my mother, my manager, my brother, all the members of my kindergarten class, God for having thought the whole thing up, my mother, my life coach, my my, your my, m my (sorry, that should have read'my my'sorry sorry sorry sorry, my home in EWdgware, my home in Hendon, my flat elsewhere, the flat after that, my mother (mustn't forget her0, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrr, my ,eeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrr, my first meal, my second meal, my third meal, my fourth meal, my toilet, my friend, too numerous to mention one bu one by one by one by one one by one , my sister, our dog, I'd also - ooops FULL STOP i'D ALSO LIKE TO -E R er I'd like to thank my teachers for most of what they (sorry? time to wind up?), I'd like to thank my teachers - again - , I'd like to thank everybody from best grip to worst grip to get-a grip (sotty about the thread drift). I'd like to thasnk anfd thank and thank and thank and thank    till I'm sick (or you are) basically cos I can't thinkl what else to do on receipt of this wonderful award which will gone onto a thankful table which will groan under the weight of the award. I'd like to thank myself for being here. I'd like to thank the makers of the award for making it, the transporters for transporting it, the porters for porting, the maids for maiding, the king for kinging, the people who put the bit of non-slip baize under the awars so that it wouldn't slip; and by golly, it hasn't slipped once. Not to mention the stand manufacturerers for manufacturururing the stand so the award would have somewhere to go.

I'm sorry if I've forgotten anyone who should be thanked, I really seem quite unable to gwt i.e. get, ahem, anything right tho' I try to be good until I FALL ASLEEP Oops, cAPS IN ERROR, SEE (damn) see what I mean. I'd also like tpo thank my late father again, in case i forgot hom - er him.

Ehank you all so much , I love you all, you're wunnerful people, I mean nice people. Very, very nice. I think that's all I have to say, well for the time being. Any thanks I have forgotten, and there are bound to be many knowing my sister, I'll pop them in envelopes, then write the addresses on, add stamps, probably one per envelope, and put them carefu#lly in the post box.

Ehank you again. Hope I bored you.


Ivor

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Rapparee
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 09:36 PM

I know the breed, Bee-Dubya. You can tell 'em by their pants.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 08:38 PM

I had a yellow trouser once. Best damned dog I ever owned. He could trouse all day long without getting tired. Poor thing ripped an inseam and I had to shoot him.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Don(Wyziwyg)T
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 08:15 PM

Belgium........Need I say more?

Do........MMffft.....Wha'?.....Oh yeah......n.T.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Rapparee
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 04:11 PM

Ballyfungus...I went there once because Ballyonion was closed.

I have a pair of mellow trousers.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 04:06 PM

Doolin - I went there once... cos Ballybunion was closed.

I have a pair of yellow trousers.

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: kendall
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 12:32 PM

I have this book titled "Rock formations in Death Valley." It's a tough read...

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Cluin
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 12:28 PM

I know, Jen. Been there. Left the pub one dark night to walk back to the campsite. Blacker than the inside of a cow out; good thing some folks came by with a flashlight or I might have walked off the Cliffs of Moher.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: alanabit
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 11:49 AM

A more interesting place to talk about.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: JennyO
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 08:59 AM

Cluin, Doolin may be small, but it ain't dull - at least, not for a visit.

Here's a place for ya!

Center for the dull

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Skivee
Date: 01 Mar 06 - 12:06 AM

If somebody had something to say about this...ah, I mean, something to contribute...Like maybe something that they have been thinking about for a long time, and maybe a guy might think that folks could learn from hearing, or...maybe just something to try to explain that stuff that happened...I mean, there was a lot of bad stuff said about it, and bad feelings and... I guess that...ah...
Oh, nevermind...forget I said anything...sorry for taking up your time...I should get back to my rubber band collection.
The ozone is bad for then...makes them get brittle and gummy...then you can't use them...I mean, not that I would because you can't use them in a collection...I mean that would just be a box of rubber bands...not a collection...right?
That's your new oxygen mask, right?
Sorry about your cat...I heard somebody say that he could lose the eye, but you never know about that sort of thing, right?
So I'll just go look at my bands, ok.
Who knew paper clips could do that, okay?
I'll just go now...I'm going...okay?

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Cluin
Date: 28 Feb 06 - 11:55 PM

Once upon a time they lived happily ever after.
The End.
Go to sleep.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Alba
Date: 28 Feb 06 - 10:31 PM

It is as though my people had been given
A present. They will wish to capture him
If he comes with a troop. We are apart.
Wulf is on one isle, I am on another.
Fast is that island set among the fens.
Murderous are the people who inhabit
That island. They will wish to capture him
If he comes with a troop. We are apart.
Grieved have I for my Wulf with distant longings.
Then it was rainy weather, and I sad,
When the bold warrior laid his arms about me.
I took delight in that and also pain.
O Wulf, my Wulf, my longing for your coming
Has made me ill, the rareness of your visits,
My grieving spirit, not the lack of food.
Eadwacer, do you hear me? For a wolf
Shall carry to the woods our wretched whelp.
Men very easily may put asunder
That which was never joined, our song together.

Translation by Richard Hamer... A choice of Anglo Saxon verse


eh I like it better in OE myself...:>{
Jude

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 28 Feb 06 - 10:21 PM

Thank you for bringing this thread back to its true purpose.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 28 Feb 06 - 10:09 PM

If you had caught me thirty years ago, Rapaire, I could've translated that in a flash but my OE is so rusty it's, well, dull.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 28 Feb 06 - 09:44 PM

A mystery within a mystery, even to the academics.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Rapparee
Date: 28 Feb 06 - 09:37 PM

Leodum is minum swylce him mon lac gife;                               
willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð.                           
Ungelic is us.                           
Wulf is on iege, ic on oþerre.           
Fæst is þæt eglond, fenne biworpen.                           
Sindon wælreowe weras þær on ige;                           
willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð.                           
Ungelice is us.                           
Wulfes ic mines widlastum wenum dogode;                  
þonne hit wæs renig weder ond ic reotugu sæt,                           
þonne mec se beaducafa bogum bilegde,                           
wæs me wyn to þon, wæs me hwæþre eac lað.                           
Wulf, min Wulf, wena me þine                           
seoce gedydon, þine seldcymas,           
murnende mod, nales meteliste.                           
Gehyrest þu, Eadwacer? Uncerne earne hwelp                           
bireð wulf to wuda.                           
þæt mon eaþe tosliteð þætte næfre gesomnad wæs,                           
uncer giedd geador.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: Peace
Date: 28 Feb 06 - 09:32 PM

I have lost my socks, BTW. Not in the fridge.

Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
From: number 6
Date: 28 Feb 06 - 09:28 PM

ok ... just wonderin'

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