9 November 2003
Submitted by eve on Sun, 11/09/2003 - 9:46pm. Beautiful
"Angora does say 'I love you, honey,' more than cotton."
--One teenage girl to another, shopping at American Eagle
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Posted by daen on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 6:12pm.
And this is what I've had in my head all day:

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot on sea, and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no more
Of dumps so dull and heavy,
The fault of man was ever so
Since summer first was leafy.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny nonny.



Why yes, I did watch Much Ado About Nothing last night; why do you ask?
My entry...
Posted by Hazel on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 5:48pm.
Well, a Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair
And one could tell by how he walked that he'd drunk more than his share
He fumbled 'round until he could no longer keep his feet
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring di-diddlee aye-oh
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.

About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by
And one says to the other, with a twinkle in her eye
"See yon sleeping Scotsman, so strong and handsome built?"
"I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt."
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring di-diddlee-aye-oh
"I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt."

They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman, quiet as could be
And they lifted up his kilt about a inch so they could see
And there behold for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt,
Was nothing but what God had graced him with upon his birth.
Oh Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring di-diddlee-aye-oh
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth.

Well they marveled for a moment, then one said, "We must be gone."
"Let's leave a present for our friend before we move along."
As a gift, they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow
Around the bonnie star the Scot's kilt did lift and show.
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring di-diddlee-aye-oh
Around the bonnie star the Scot's kilt did lift and show.

Now the Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled towards the trees
Behind the bush, he lifts his kilt, and gawks at what he sees,
And in a startled voice, he says to what's before his eyes,
"Ah, lad, I don't know where ya been, but I see you won first prize!
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring di-diddlee-aye oh
"Ah, Lad, I don't know where ya been, but I see you won first prize!"


Bryan Bowers -- I heard it first on a Dr. Demento collection
Friday Songs Double Header
Posted by umrguy on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 9:45am.
Hey you! out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me
Hey you! standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles, can you feel me
Hey you! don't help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight

Hey you! out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone would you touch me
Hey you! with your ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out would you touch me
Hey you! would you help to carry the stone
Open your heart, I'm coming home

But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high, as you can see
No matter how he tried he could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you! out there on the road
Doing what you're told, can you help me
Hey you! out there beyond the wall
Breaking bottles in the hall, can you help me
Hey you! don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall


And for a total switch around...

Well they say that you can never
Never go back home
And if you're bound to wander
You're bound to be alone

You say I got no right to feel what I feel
When I look into your eyes
But that I dream of you almost every night
Comes as no surprise

Well I've been out on this road for so long
Far and wide do I roam
But something in your smile tells me
I'm almost home

Well I've been out on this road for so long
I was locked in the dark all alone
Till the light in your eyes showed me
I was almost

Home is where the heart is
And my heart goes with you
I would travel till the end of time
If it's what I had to do
Just to spend one night
Till your sweet love light
Coming down
Shining down on me

You say I got no right to feel what I feel
When I look into your eyes
But that I dream of you most every night
Comes as no surprise

Well I've been out on this road for so long
Far and wide do I roam
But something in your smile tells me
I'm almost home

Well they say you can never
Never go back home...


-There's someone in my head, but it's not me.-
And here is mine
Posted by peegee on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 9:12am.
As I am a friday-burnout-mere-shadow-of-my-self I long for a deeply cynical song, like this one about breaking up:

When I wake up in the morning
I jump out ouf bed and smile
Guess, I haven't been that happy
For quite a while

I dance out to the bathroom
Shower, and I'm as good as new
Nothing will bring me down today
Cause it's my first day without you

On my way to work I shake hands
With just 'bout everyone I meet
I tell our pretty secretary
"You knock me off my feet !"

And all day long, when it's dirty chores
I volunteer out of the blue
Today nothing's too dirty
Cause it's my first day without you

All my colleagues soon were certain
That I'd stepped off the cliff that day
So my boss came round at lunchtime
To ask if someting's in the way

But I explained my situation
He said: "I'm glad you've seen it through"
And then he sent me home to celebrate
That it's my first day without you

On my way home, when I see two lovers kiss
For a moment there's a pang of loneliness
But when I step into my door I see
That as of today I'm free, I'm free
If you can't sing it yourself...
Posted by paul on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 8:42pm.
...let them sign it for you!

http://www.sr.se/cgi-bin/p1/src/sing/default.asp

(Shiny new toy, steff!)
 
Friday song:
Posted by tim on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 7:14am.
The Chi-Lites
One month ago today, I was happy as a lark
But now, I go for walks, to the movies, maybe to the park
And have a seat on the same old bench, to watch the children play, huh
You know, tomorrow's their future, but for me, just another day
They all gather 'round me, huh - they seem to know my name
We laugh, tell a few jokes, but it still doesn't ease my pain
I know I can't hide from a memory, though day after day I've tried
I keep saying, "She'll be back," but today, again I've lied
Oh, I see her face everywhere I go
On the street and even at the picture show
Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her
Oh I hear her voice as the cold winds blow
In the sweet music on my radio
Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her
Why, oh why did she have to leave and go away
Oh, I've been used to having someone to lean on
And I'm lost, baby I'm lost
Woah, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her
Woah, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her
Woah, she left her kiss upon my lips
But left a break within my heart
Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her
Oh I see her hand reaching out to me
Only she can set me free
Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her.
Why, oh why did she have to leave and go away, oh yeah
Oh, I've been used to having someone to lean on
And I'm lost, baby I'm lost
Woah, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her, woah.
As another day comes to an end, I'm looking for a letter
Or something, or anything that she would send
With all the people I know, hmm, I'm still a lonely man
You know, it's funny, I thought I had her
In the palm of my hand.
(Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her)
Oh yeah, yeah, have you seen her, have you seen her
Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her
(Tell me have you seen her)
Have you seen her, tell me have you seen her
--" The torture never stops"--
 
My Fri. Song
Posted by Apple on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 8:26am.
Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad,
Other things just make you swear and curse,
When you're chewing your life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle,
And this'll help things turn out for the best,
And.....
Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistling]
Always look on the light side of life.
[whistling]
If life seems jolly rotten,
There's something you've forgotten,
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you're feeling in the dumps,
Don't be silly chumps.
Just purse your lips and whistle. That's the thing.
And...
Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistling]
Always look on the right side of life,
[whistling]
For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word.
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin.
Give the audience a grin.
Enjoy it. It's your last chance, anyhow.
So,...
Always look on the bright side of death,
[whistling]
Just before you draw your terminal breath.
[whistling]
Life's a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
Life's a laugh and death's a joke. It's true.
You'll see it's all a show.
Keep 'em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.
And...
Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistling]
Always look on the right side of life.
[whistling]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistling]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistling]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistling]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistling]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistling]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistling]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistling]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistling]

Monty Python has been running in my head all day (since the morning news). The whole gang. They're leaving scars, it's quite fun.
*grin*
 
Hmph
Posted by Cebu on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 7:51am.
Well that just put a Hall & Oates song in my head.



-
I hate Elmo.
 
Gahhhhhhhhhhh
Posted by tim on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 8:02am.
I am truly sorry about that
--" The torture never stops"--
 
Posted by Matt on Sat, 11/15/2003 - 12:59am.
An engineer-type guy who can't embed a hyperlink? What's up, Paul?

And I assume you meant "sing it," not "sign it." Unless you're just being obtusely punny.
 
Well..
Posted by paul on Sat, 11/15/2003 - 1:33pm.
...did you take note of the time it was posted? Bearing in mind that I'm on the east coast, and the time shown is California time? It was just shy of 4am at the time and I was a bit tired and didn't feel like going to the effort of embedding the link.

Nevertheless... it is kinda fun to play with.
Friday, after all
Posted by marinerd on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 3:51pm.
A song, and a description of the weather up here, all in one.

Turned on the weather man just after the news
I needed sweet rain to wash away my blues
He looked at the chart but he looked in vain
Heavy cloud but no rain

Back in the time with Louis XVI
At the court of the people he was number one
He'd be the bluest blood they'd ever seen
When the king said hi to the guillotine
The royal astrologer was run out of breath
He thought that maybe the rain would postpone his death
He look in the sky but he look in vain
Heavy cloud but no rain

Well the land was cracking and the river was dry
All the crops were dying when they ought to be high
So to save his farm from the banker's draft
The farmer took out a book on some old witchcraft
He made a spell and a potion on a midsummer's night
He killed a brindled calf in the pale moonlight
He prayed to the sky but he prayed in vain
Heavy cloud but no rain
Heavy cloud but no rain

The sun won't shine till the clouds are gone
The clouds won't go till their work is done
And every morning you'll hear me pray
If only it would rain today

I asked my baby if there'd be some way
She said she'd save her love for a rainy day
I look in the sky but I look in vain
Heavy cloud but no rain
 
What you talkin' 'bout,
Posted by TheEileen on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 2:29pm.
Marinerd. It ain't raining, darlin'. It's snowing out there. Maybe you don't see it all that often but when it's white and sticks to things, that is snow... S N O W. The clear stuff that doesn't stick, that's rain. R A I N

Grin that incites peasants. Well, they're too incitable anyway.

===
Take the road not taken - the leaves crunch that much louder!
 
Weather eye
Posted by marinerd on Fri, 11/21/2003 - 3:41pm.
Well, when I wrote that post, it was raining to beat the band, rivers were overflowing, and there were floods and landslides.

Then after a break, a few days ago there was more of the same, which just turned to snow a couple days ago. But no snow at my house, so yay!

Nice to look at, but driving in it: not so much.
Dude
Posted by hypoxic on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 12:39pm.
did you forget I'm also a mechanical engineerd too? From Cal no less? Delta S is the change in entropy. Entropy is also always increasing in the universe.
 
Of course I forgot that...
Posted by ParU on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 12:54pm.
hypo - sorry 'bout that. Loonie pt to you!
What?
Posted by hypoxic on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 10:46am.
I didn't say anything informative about me. It was just information about the cigar! Apple started it. She brought up Monica and bill! I guess I'll pass the TMI point to her, but I'm keeping the Monk Point. You never know what type of harm Apple could do with one of those ;)
Ermmm...
Posted by hypoxic on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 9:15am.
Apple,

You know that the cigar didn't end up in the mouth right? Though you may believe so if you read a description of lips and all but no. No mouth on that one.
 
The infamous Cigar.
Posted by Kris the Girl on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 11:57am.
Ya know, I know that this references the Monica scandal, but I have no idea why. Sure, I snicker right along with everyone else, but I don't know exactly where this originated or why.
 
Posted by Matt on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 1:51pm.
You're probably better off that way, Kris. If you really, really want to know the whole story, just email, well, almost anyone who posts here.
 
Young Kris
Posted by marinerd on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 3:00pm.
I really, really don't think she wants to know!
 
Uggggg
Posted by Cebu on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 4:40pm.
Yeah. I could've lived my whole life without knowing that one. *tries to shake it out of brain*
 
And a ...
Posted by ParU on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 10:17am.
TMI pt to hypo! Also a Monk pt too.
Those durned villagers
Posted by hypoxic on Thu, 11/13/2003 - 9:35am.
That's why you need to burninate them and their thatched roof cottages.
 
And a ...
Posted by ParU on Thu, 11/13/2003 - 10:47am.
cross-thread cool pt to hypo!
My question is...
Posted by daen on Wed, 11/12/2003 - 1:05pm.
But to whom does angora say "I love you, honey"? The one for whom one buys the angora, or the one for whom one wears said angora?
In the latter case, I'd think that the shed factor would sort of negate the "I love you" factor.

Perhaps that's just me.
Bunnies
Posted by hypoxic on Tue, 11/11/2003 - 9:07am.
don't really taste that good to me. A chicken is about the same size and has better flavor.
 
I thought
Posted by Apple on Tue, 11/11/2003 - 6:08pm.
everything tasted like chicken.

*grin*
 
Well
Posted by Davius on Wed, 11/12/2003 - 3:55am.
That or fish. I've heard tell of things that taste like both, but that's surely a vicious lie.
My aunt breeds/raises angora
Posted by Obsidiana on Mon, 11/10/2003 - 9:00pm.
My aunt breeds/raises angora bunnies...I had a friend at school last year who was always constantly hovering over the line between "militant vegetarian" and "normal human being" and I don't even remember how many times I had to explain to her that no, cute, snuggly bunnykins did not have to die from my angora sweater. Funny how she was a lot more concerned about rabbits than less cute animals...like cows...
 
Yummy
Posted by dave on Mon, 11/10/2003 - 10:32pm.
Yeah, why distinguish between them, they all taste good!
 
The big moral difference
Posted by David. on Tue, 11/11/2003 - 7:43am.
between bunnies and cows is that bunnies have a lot more tiny bones. All those little bony pokes in the mouth as you're trying to eat them equate, subconsciously, to pricks of conscience, making you feel bad for eating rabbit. Beef, with its big massive bone structure, is less likely to give you subliminal remonstrances for eating it.
I make mistakes, but I am on the side of Good, by accident and happenchance.
Angora Bouquet
Posted by Davius on Mon, 11/10/2003 - 12:33pm.
Washes your brain as well as your face.

Cool points?
 
Cool pts.
Posted by ParU on Mon, 11/10/2003 - 8:17pm.
Davius - sorry - clever - but asking for cool pts means you get no cool pts. Thems the rules, I didn't make 'em.
 
You misunderstand.
Posted by Davius on Wed, 11/12/2003 - 3:53am.
The question mark was more along the lines of "Am I allowed to give out cool points?". Oh well, there goes my hope of seamlessly blending in with the teeming throng. (Offer is still up.)
 
Yer blending ok
Posted by marinerd on Wed, 11/12/2003 - 8:18am.
That's what I thought you meant! Washing your brain as well as your face seems to bring up the old Saturday Night Live. But I may be confusing that with, "It's a floor wax--no, it's a dessert topping!"
 
Cha-ching
Posted by Davius on Thu, 11/13/2003 - 1:09am.
And epsilon cool points go to marinerd!
 
I was just wondering
Posted by hypoxic on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 10:50am.
epsilon? Is that a random number I don't know about? Or are you referring to the natural log e?

Cause if people are giving out non whole numbers I'm taking i
 
Epsilon
Posted by Davius on Sat, 11/15/2003 - 1:14am.
Epsilon. Natural log of e is just one.
 
Anyone may provide
Posted by Jon on Wed, 11/12/2003 - 6:14am.
Anyone is authorized to hand out cool points, or any type of points that you desire.
(Aside: Does CITYBAGEL have a list of the different kinds of points that have been awarded? I can't remember.)

Don't mind ParU. That giant brain of his sometimes overheats from overactivity. *gryn*
 
Well..
Posted by ParU on Wed, 11/12/2003 - 10:26am.
Jon - anyone can give out cool pts or any other types of points, that's true, but at least as far as I heard it, you can't ASK for cool pts for yourself or give them to yourself.

I think Matt's the expert on the pts, though.
 
That is understood
Posted by Jon on Thu, 11/13/2003 - 5:57am.
ParU, I am well aware of that, as I have been guilty myself of asking for them. Rather, I was trying to point out the positive side, while you were emphasizing the negative. To those of us familiar with your expertise in matters animal, vegetable and mineral, your specificity is no surprise. It may scare off the newbies, though.
YMMV.
 
Posted by Matt on Wed, 11/12/2003 - 10:39pm.
Don't ask for cool points. It's self-aggrandizing, pathetic and, well, kinda sad. Give out whatever kind of point you like, but be aware of the potential repercussions to the receiver's froot bat, the receptacle to which most points tend to be fed, should the receiver have a froot (fruit) bat.

Eve instituted the idea of giving out cool points, back when she was an active participator in the Comments section.

Stop giving Apple trivia-related points unless she really, really deserves them. She's special. Special in a short bus kind of way, but also special in her ability to conjure up the most eye-popping pop culture trivia of the last 40 or so years, particularly with television and movies. A body can only take so much truck, as Huck Finn might say. Well, he probably wouldn't say that, but he'd phrase it that way.
 
Objection!
Posted by Apple on Thu, 11/13/2003 - 6:33am.
"Stop giving Apple trivia-related points unless she really, really deserves them. She's special. Special in a short bus kind of way, but also special in her ability to conjure up the most eye-popping pop culture trivia of the last 40 or so years, particularly with television and movies."
Ahem! Mr Man's froot bat is looking rather anorexic. It needs food. Stop stealin' my shine! :^P I mean, come on! I only get trivia points! How is the bat supposed to survive? And, I was given no points on this thread! I just don't see how people giving me points matters in this conversation. You're just being mean today! :^P And, "Short bus special"??? Gah! You're just trying to get this rant out of me, aren't you??
I wish tone was conveyable with type. I'm sure I wouldn't sound quite so upset that way. *grin*
 
Yes Apple, however...
Posted by ParU on Thu, 11/13/2003 - 10:48am.
Mr. Man's froot bat has to get HIS points, not yours. No sharing...

And just cause he's working is no excuse for not posting on In Passing.
 
Well
Posted by Apple on Thu, 11/13/2003 - 11:43am.
Are you going to pay for the inevitable accident that occurs when he tries to post while driving down the highway? Not to mention the cost of high speed anywhere internet access on his (non-existant) laptop. *grin*

I pre-date froot bats, I don't have one of my own, so his gets mine. I have a license to dispense my cool/trivia/whatever points to his bat, anyway. So, there! :^P
 
Umm...OK
Posted by ParU on Thu, 11/13/2003 - 3:05pm.
Apple you win. You can share your cool pts. But only with AppleMan, else there'd be chaos throughout the realm.
 
Heh.
Posted by steff on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 10:47am.
...else there'd be chaos throughout the realm.

can anybody tell me why he kinda said that as if it would be a BAD thing? i'm puzzled.
 
Well...
Posted by ParU on Fri, 11/14/2003 - 12:15pm.
that's true steff. There do seem to be a wee bit of chaos throughout the realm of IP, at all times. I blame it on 'Delta S'. (1 Loonie pt to anyone but Paul if you know what I'm talking about).
 
Hee!
Posted by Apple on Thu, 11/13/2003 - 3:56pm.
I so love winning.

*grin*
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