9622.net

I kinda sorta forgot to tell ya before.

Whoop de dooo, and all that, I'll be banging head against the wall over here.

Wake the dead, funky brutha.

what in my name are you talking about?

And what happens to me when ... erm ... I mean what happens to people who don't meet the deadline?

Oh, you know. Just a little eternal damnation.

Oh that's ok then. Can I get a side order of fries?

Only if you Biggie Size it.

And an extra large drink, I think.

No hang on ... do I get my own pitchfork or what?

people who miss the deadline will be put "in the box" where they must listen to German yodeling without benefit of alcohol while sitting in a vat of Sauerkraut.

ya know, because of Oktoberfest

walrus, I've got yours ready to ship. that doesn't make you feel *bad*, does it?

Heh. I was just speaking hypothetically, of course ...

Oh, yeah. Uh huh. Sure. Right.

I still need to know if we Unruly Monkeyboners need to wait to send jonmc his with the impending move and all. What's the status brother jon? Have you an alternate address we could send it to? Rob the EMT? OH WAIT, ROB DOESN'T 'REALLY' 'EXIST' NOW, DOES HE?

walrus, I've got yours ready to ship. that doesn't make you feel *bad*, does it?

Great, just great. It appears we have "Ms. Way-Ahead-Of-The-Deadlines-Type-A-Goody-Two-Shoes-Teacher's-Pet" in our group. I thought "Group 0" was supposed to be for slackers only, dammit! (semicolon-space-right parentheses).

I've got three different mixes ready to go, but I'm currently out of CDs. I'm hoping Office Max has a coupon in this Sunday's paper for one of their "buy one 25-pack, get another free and then get a rebate for the price of the first pack" deals. Those deals are great. I don't think I've ever actually paid for a blank CD yet.

"Ms. Way-Ahead-Of-The-Deadlines-Type-A-Goody-Two-Shoes-Teacher's-Pet"
He wants my autograph!

I've got a 4-day weekend coming up after my last day at the ranch/slaughterhouse where adam now toils away, probably wearing a t-shirt with our spiffy new logo.

I'll go work putting together my spiffy-ass mixes then, coz I needs me some space to work, dontcha know.

He wants my autograph!

That is true. In fact, I'm hoping you'll sign your CDs. Do you have any idea how much money you can get for a signed, limited edition, first run tizzie mix?

Anyway, I was only kidding. I'm right on top of things, too. In fact, I've already started thinking about how I'm going to get my hands on a CD burner.

I would also like to remind you unruly boners and thundersluts that November 2 is also the day when I will officially be wedded.

Joy. Rapture.

(anybody know a good hiding place in Mexico?)

mark my words. no amount of excuses or bribery with dumpstered turn-of-the-last-century medical books will improve your standing in the community if you are 8 months late.

Hey! We could swap our CDs in person if we all showed up at the Chef's wedding! I'll bet he'd be SO excited to see us.

Yeah, but would SHE?

Wait a sec - we have to *send out* CDs? I thought I was just going to get some!

no, everyone gets salty when you try it THAT way.

Mine is finished. I'll be burning them tonight. Does everyone have 3d glasses and 5.1 Dolby surround?

Do we have an official community standing list, or did that die with the database?

Convenient that migs runs into problems right before the swap. Remember what happened last time. Very suspicious.

You must remember. Portugal isn't even a real place. We've already established that. I believe that fact that some people call the city he lives in Lisbon and others call it Lisboa is even more proof that something hinky, and I mean hinky, is going on.

Personally, I think he just lives next to a lesbian, above Port O'Call, and just slurs a lot.

you must be pretty low down not to know the answer to that, ebk...

To ensure that your CDs reach Miguel in the mythical land of Portoogul, just drop them in the sea when the tide is going out. They will drift to him in his magical castle made of seaweed.

What on earth is a "fried zango?"
I'm working on the mix right now, I'll have it done on time. I am in 802.11b heaven. Just bought an airport basestation from the IT folks at school and I am swinging from the branches. eepwOOteep

Excellent. I just perfected the art of making a cd in a bottle. Now I can cork it and send it off. I just hope the Atlantean post office doesn't lose the damned thing.

You bastards! I'm not even in this swap. I send you the very essence of Lisboa and you still doubt its existence!

I can't login. It's all been fixed. Take a look at the log and see how pathetic my attempts have been.

I blame you, Canale! You were the one who mixed up the passwords, you supercilious reptile! :)

We Portuguese discovered California - and don't think we don't regret it!

Essence of Lisboa....
I think they have that at the health food store, next to the spirulina.

Heh! Of the fifty or so Lisbons, almost all of them are in the U.S. You just can't resist a good name, can ya?

Miguel. Don't get so frazzled, I was planning on sending you a cd regardless. The two you sent me were wonderful.

fixing [small] tag

Of the fifty or so Lisbons, almost all of them are in the U.S.

Dude, there are way more than 50. You ever see one of them Pride parades?

Moxie (as in the delectable soda pop) Days are in Lisbon Falls, Maine

I can't believe I'm saying this, but damned if I don't have my playlist all set, songs ripped and ready to burn. Lumberjacks? Prepare to be... well, ok, everyone likes Journey, right? RIGHT?

And I, for one, welcome our Lisboan masters. Master. Cruise Director. Whatever. Welcome!

*prostrates self in the traditional manner*

Arrr. Miguel be our swarthy Western European Cruise Directarrrrr. Arrrrr, Blind Pew ,'tis the Black Spot! Arrrrrrrr!

Can't stop!

Arrrrrr! Count the teeth on that pretty! Arrrr!

Lash 'em to the yard arm I say!

I sail the good ship....Succeed...

Arrrrrrr.

I still need to know if we Unruly Monkeyboners need to wait to send jonmc his with the impending move and all. What's the status brother jon? Have you an alternate address we could send it to? Rob the EMT? OH WAIT, ROB DOESN'T 'REALLY' 'EXIST' NOW, DOES HE?

**grows impatient. pulls tail. howls. flings the proverbial poo. then, just whines**

jonmc....i need an answer!

I would also like to remind you unruly boners and thundersluts that November 2 is also the day when I will be officially wedded.

I am positive the other 9622 ladies will agree that November 2 will be a sort of sad day. You know we all secretly have crushes on you.

Also, in case it got overlooked the first time, I regretfully must withdraw from the swap due to bum burner.

I suck the most.

I suck the most.

Hmmmm. I seem to be developing a crush of my own...

It is after ColdChef is married that I will begin having a crush on him.

Crushes are wasted on single men.

I have a not-secret crush on coldchef.

Secret lovers that's what we are
Trying so hard to hide the way we feel
Cause we both belong to someone else
But we can't let it go, cause what we feel is oh so real
So real...so real...

*combs hair, straightens tie, sprays breath spray directly into eye, falls to the floor, clawing at eyes, bangs head on desk, bleeds to death*

Private message to Goneill:

Sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you. Here's the long, long story of why it took me so long to get your package (condensed form):

When I moved back home, I got a PO box in my small hometown, because I didn't know where I'd be living and it just seemed convenient. Little did I know that the boxholder before me was the local Farmers' Collective. About twenty farmers got mail at this one small drawer. It's a really small town.

So, of course, that box fills up with crap all the time (brochures from John Deere, missives about the Gub'ment) and I never can get all my private mail. So here's what they do: they keep a bucket in the back for mail for the farmers and when they come in, they just hand them the bucket. So far, they've gotten several of my wedding invitations that were returned, about three months of my "Playboy" subscription, and (much to their confusion) your package.

My mom has spent the last few days calling the farmers and trying to track down your package. A kind farmer's wife (I swear I am not making this up) gave the box to my mom this weekend at one of our wedding showers. I got it from her last night.

The CD is fantastic and the book is even better. Grody pictures. Dong definitely needs the "syphillis" book more than I do. And nice cover art, too. Makes me feel lazy for my half-assed job.

The music is a lot more punk than I'm accustomed to, so it's cool to have my tastes streched a bit.

Thanks again. It was worth the wait.

Your pal,
ColdChef

I was all prepared to announce my crush on Cold Chef, and then he said "syphillis."
One crush, free to a good home!

What's wrong with syphillis?

Anyway, I expect similar letters of apology from the rest of you for not receiving cds from me earlier.

Ufez--I'll still be living here in Bridgeport for a coupla months, dude. Just send it to the address you were emailed.

Rob the EMT is moving to (no shit) Honululu to join the police force. I have an almost irresistible urge to call him up and start scat-singing the "hawaii 5-0" theme. He leaves town on the 30th. CC gets married an the 2nd. I leave work on the 24th. This is one momentous coupla weeks we got goin' here.

Don't forget about Miguel being evicted and b****fire taking that job with the circus!

I suck the worstest. I have to un-gracefully bow out of the swap. I never received a list of addresses, though, so maybe I already fell off the swap list.

*resumes fetal position under desk*

November 2 is the Day of the Dead. Just sayin'. I don't think it means anything in terms of the swap. Not really.

Your swap is doomed. Dooooomed, I tell you!

Get out!

*gulp*

*adds "Spooky" to swap mix list*

Yoikes!

Gangwaaaaaaay!

So to be cool in the swap, we have to mail books with pictures of syphilis? Or we have to read books and send syphilis? Or we have to get booked (where's Rob?) and send Phyllis?

I'm so confused. Please hope me!

Posted by: readymade on October 16, 2002 02:38 PM

Don't forget about Miguel being evicted and b****fire taking that job with the circus!

Huh?
Nobody tells me anything. So just how much DO I get paid for sweeping behind the elephants?

Rob the EMT is moving to (no shit) Honululu to join the police force. I have an almost irresistible urge to call him up and start scat-singing the "hawaii 5-0" theme. He leaves town on the 30th. CC gets married an the 2nd. I leave work on the 24th. This is one momentous coupla weeks we got goin' here.

did i mention i'm going to brazil? because i am.

for a spy convention.

seriously.

i'll be drunk n sneaky all next week.

never fear. the cds will be in the mail.

Do I expect you to talk? No, Mr. Fishfucker, I expect you to DIE!!

*fires up laser*

Fish-fuuucker!
He's the man, the man with the clammy touch.
A scaly touch.
Such a cold sucker.
Beckons you to enter his cave of sin
But don't go in.

Fishy lies he will ooze in your ear,
But his gills can't disguise what you fear,
For a golden girl knows when he's kissed her,
It's the kiss of death from

Mister Fishfucker.
Pretty girl beware of this heart of ick
This heart is sick.

Posted by: readymade on October 16, 2002 03:17 PM

Damn, Fes, we ended up in the same movie, but picturing different fishy roles....jinx.

Posted by: readymade on October 16, 2002 03:19 PM

So, when is "9622: The Movie" coming out?

I'm already sellin' the popcorn, babe. Extra butter?

As soon as Emmanuel Lewis gets out of jail.

Och! Post!

A spy convention? Please explain.

So, when is "9622: The Movie" coming out?

I dunno, but I demand to be played by Abe Vigoda, the kids behind him can play the rest of youse.

I'm not sure giving the recipients syphillis is a surefire way to become popular, its just the method that I chose.

(The recipient of said syphillis is now going to find it a lot less hilarious now that he's seen the title written out 600 times. It was going to be the joke of the century.)

this is kind f strange, since whenever the brother-that-doesn't-post-here (also known as the-brother-who-has-my-missing-kidney or Jim) tries to watch Match Game on the Game Show network I always shout "Syphillis", "Hooker", or a combination thereof for Charles Nelson Reilly's answer.

(sad, but true)

The real question is, is it your kidney that's making him watch reruns of The Match Game, and possibly making him have lurid sex fantasies about Brett Somers?

Damn! Another child star in jail.

Well, thank god for Emmanuelle Beart.

No, I believe my kidney is tempting him to drink though.

Are you popular with your brother?

I had a hunch about her.

Emmanuel Lewis?

*cackle, snort, guffaw*

Oh man. That show can't be real can it?

And, if it is, where's Mr Miyagi? I demand Miyagi!

Phew. I thought it was real until they called Vince Neil a has-been. Then I knew it was a joke.

I recently stumbled upon a...ahem..."special interest" video featuring Mr. Neil and I assure you that he's a still-is. He's got nuthin' on tommy, though.

Among those in the cast are ... Mindy Cohn, who starred as Natalie in "The Facts of Life" and Vince Neil of Motley Crue.

Did anyone else think Natalie was kind of sexy in that jolly fullfigured kinda way, maybe ya hoped her and Jo might get something goin'? surely I'm not the only one?

*crickets*

Where'd everybody go?

Among those in the cast are ... Mindy Cohn, who starred as Natalie in "The Facts of Life" and Vince Neil of Motley Crue.

Did anyone else think Natalie was kind of sexy in that jolly fullfigured kinda way, maybe ya hoped her and Jo might get something goin'? surely I'm not the only one?

*crickets*

Where'd everybody go?

Among those in the cast are ... Mindy Cohn, who starred as Natalie in "The Facts of Life" and Vince Neil of Motley Crue.

Did anyone else think Natalie was kind of sexy in that jolly fullfigured kinda way, maybe ya hoped her and Jo might get something goin'? surely I'm not the only one?

*crickets*

Where'd everybody go?

Post! Posthaste!

Among those in the cast are ... Mindy Cohn, who starred as Natalie in "The Facts of Life" and Vince Neil of Motley Crue.

Did anyone else think Natalie was kind of sexy in that jolly fullfigured kinda way, maybe ya hoped her and Jo might get something goin'? surely I'm not the only one?

*crickets*

Where'd everybody go?

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Emmanuel Levinas?

*giggle, hiccup, snort*

in space?

test

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Is that our first quadruple post?

*hands jonmc the kewpie doll*

witchy, I had no idea that had even posted...

*eyes kewpie doll*

I will love him, and I will hug him and I will squeeze him and I will call him george...

Hey! Stop touching my "swimsuit places!"

So, I finally finished my CD. It's kind of mellow. It's been found to cause suicide in otherwise well adjusted and happy lab animals.

Do not attempt to operate heavy machinery while listening.

Just found Goneil's tasty punk rock mix disc in my mail, handy Syphilis book and all.
Also, JD Salenger just became a Wal Mart greeter, and the devil just built a snowman.
Cherry Bomb & The Toy Dolls on the same disc? You're nuts!
Not a bad song involved, and easily the best liner notes in the bid'ness.
This one's a keeper. Great work, Goneill.

Now I can face that horrible burring sensation armed with the proper knowledge.

Also, fuck the rest of you, just because I'm feeling otherwise sour today.

It's been found to cause suicide in otherwise well adjusted and happy lab animals.

On that note, I finally found the Tindersticks self-titled (red flamenco dancer) disc and made the mistake of putting it on the other night during a quick bout of depression. I nearly drove off a bridge. Thanks, kaf.

We aim to please.

I was thinking the other day about how all the albums I really like are depressing as hell.

I could listen to "Berlin" by Lou Reed any time. Pink Floyd's "The Final Cut"? All over it. Not to mention all that "Tom Traubert's Blues" style Waits stuff.

You know, Mr. Dong Resin, you need to turn that frown upside down.

Wasn't that a australian lesbian porn movie?

Hey, I DO feel better.

Yes, I know it should have been 'an' not 'a'.

I'm a lone sober dyslexic in a fetid sea of pickled english majors.

At least I don't have a persecution complex, or the tendency to post my interior dialog.

Hello Cleveland!

I smell smoke....

Just because you're not smart enough to know when everyone's trying to bring you down, don't get all high and mighty about it.

i'm afraid of big things.

Not to mention all that "Tom Traubert's Blues" style Waits stuff.

But, Tom, in his own bizarre way is actually kind of cheerful, at least in the way he seems to believe that lives(even the most down and out) seem to always have possibilities and thus, hope.

What was it somebody one said? "On every street corner there's a derelict and 10 feet away there's Tom Waits writing a song about him."

Looking Back, that's too much murky theorizing for one day. Ignore me.

That's pretty much what I was just going to say, jon. There's always a little hope in those songs.

The Jitterbug Boy guy doesn't realize how sad and pathetic he really is. At very least, he's managed to construct a facade that protects him from it.

Reed's Berlin is really just a horrible place. Living there is like being slowly digested in the gut of the Grim Reaper himself.

tom waits is somewhat cheerful because tom waits is somewhat of a poseur.

Why do you say that, Grainne?

I've heard people mention Captain Beefheart, Kurt Weill, that sort of thing.

What's your take on it?

* quickly prays:
please don't strike me dead. please don't strike me dead. *

It's not posing, it's storytelling. You don't have to be a homeless drunk to sing songs about homeless drunks.

[this was the polite version of my response, btw.]

grianne--to a degree, yes he is, in that he obviously isn't really a derelict wino or street wandering psychotic bard. But he digs into himself to invest genuine emotion in these characters he creates, and therein lies his artistry.

You can go too far in fetishizing authenticity, I mean...Bob Dylan's not really a wandering hobo balladeer, Van Morrison's not really a Celtic Mystic, Brian Wilson's not a surfer and of course Christina Aguilera's not really a genie in a bottle..

yeah, i know, but I think everybody goes a little bit too far in fetishising HIS authority. I know he's a good storyteller... and this is a really indefensible position that i'd now like to squirm out of.

um, i was just trying that banning thing that pardon you did back there so that we can all have a big laugh.

especially since authenticity among street poets and drunks can have a high mortality rate.

did y'all like the way i spelled poser?

I don't worship or idolize the guy. I just like his music and lyrics a lot.

Yes, he leaves the worshipping for Vanilla Ice. Who is highly authentic, as we all know.

Ice is bona fide.

He's real. Word to your mother.

Kevin Bacon as Vanilla Ice on the Nat X show is one of my favorite moments on SNL.

By the way, I have now forced a conversation about Vanilla Ice into 2 threads.

leaves the worshipping for Vanilla Ice.

Word! Dump the zero and get wit' the hero, yo.

*crosses arms*

*is blasted out of existence by a blazing green lightning bolt*

Thank you for fixing the dammit, Lupo. I love this place. *tears in eyes*

[complete change of subject][rant]

I was at the laundromat yesterday and they had Oprah on the big TV there, and Cybil Shepherd was saying that when she goes out on dates she asks the men what their favorite TV show is, and if he answers The Simpsons or The Daily Show she dosen't wanna date him again. Well, excuse us sister! She's a great looking woman, but jeez, snooty much?

Um, I'm still writing a short essay on nihilism, post-modernism, and tom waits, entitled, "stepping over home-bums on my way to work".

What's a home-bum?

she doesn't seem snotty with that response, she seems ill-informed.

let me finish my article!!!

*stops bothering*

advertising that you're ill-informed on Oprah == snotty

ill-informed as in "ignorant." But not snotty. She's always seemed like the kind of girl who'd go pee in the woods if she had to. Snotty girls always make you keep driving till they find a real bathroom.

She's always seemed like the kind of girl who'd go pee in the woods if she had to.

See, I've always read her completely differently. I put her in the same camp as Candice Bergen, not nearly as talented or knowlegable as she thinks she is.

(althought I bet she can spell "knowledgable" correctly.)

sigh. knowledgeable, dammit.

Obviously, she knows that she may fall in love with a man who loves The Simpsons. And then where will she be? Just another former model/former sitcome star with a broken heart. A girl's gotta protect herself, you know.

Or, what better place to plant false information than on Oprah?

Snooty, not snotty. Two "O"'s.

Jeez, whatsamatter, you a buncha home-bums or something??

Stepping Over Home-Bums(1) On My Way To Work:
"Tom Waits is somewhat cheerful, because Tom Waits is somewhat of a poseur[sic]"
by goneill

I'm not saying I don't like his lyrics or his songwriting, or his voice, or anything like that. Or that I don't do the same thing in a lot of the stuff I write, albeit in an uninteresting and generally not good way. That's what writers do, they steal. They steal other people's life experiences, they steal their stories, their words, everything.

I'm also not saying there is anything wrong with him not being a drunk on the side of the street.

I think it's probably easy to give everyone a glimmer of hope, if you aren't them, and if you don't know that they don't have a glimmer of hope.

We, the record-buying public, people who arent' drunks on the street, but who do romanticise it, want to believe that everyone has an equal opportunity to be happy. If everyone has an equal opportunity to be happy, regardless of their *current* circumstances we do not have to feel guilty. It makes me feel good to think this. Hey you are down and out, but we are still the same, we are like brothers, marching through life, both suffering. Mine - more akin to the American Beauty suffering, and yours, well, you have to beg strangers to get money for food. But we are fundamentally the same.

I like reading books where there is a lot of misery, but some sort of glimmer of hope. I like Bukowski for that reason. His main characters are in the middle of their own hell, and they do awful things, but I can relate to their nihilism, they bring out strong emotions in me. I like art that demonstrates humanity in the face of suffering. That's what Tom Waits does.

If Tom Waits were, in fact, a miserable drunk he wouldn't be writing somewhat cheerful songs about being a miserable drunk.

So, in conclusion, this wasn't a criticism of Tom Waits,

According to the dictionary of American Traveler Kid Slang:
Homebum:(n) referred to clinically as a dually diagnosed (drug addict/mentally ill) adult male (can be female, but is not usually) homeless person. Often a Vietnam Veteran; the crazy person in your local park.

sorry its so long and dumb.

I put her in the same camp as Candice Bergen, not nearly as talented or knowlegable as she thinks she is.
But does Candice Bergen pee in the woods? I think not. Candice Bergen is too snooty for that.

hey - murphy brown had a child out of wedlock.

In the "writing about drunks" genre, I think that Bryan Adams and Jon Bon Jovi probably do a better job of capturing hopelessness.

i should have been clearer. i don't think cybil shepherd would pee in the woods.

But Maddie would if David said she couldn't.

I feel better now.

Actually, it wasn't dumb at all, goneill. I remember that someone(maybe Dave Marsh, I'm not sure) was reviewing Springsteen's Darkness on the Edge of Town and he said that while that record confronted some ugly realities, it still "insisted on hope."

I always liked that phrase and it applies here, I think. And I think that people even in the most desolate circumstances cling to hope. Scratch a cynic and there's a wounded idealist underneath or at least an absurdist.

I think it's a weird argument.

Waits' music doesn't deal solely with drunks or homeless folks or bums, for that matter.

In his early career, when he was living in a motel, his songs dealt more with that sort of thing because it was closer to his experience.

As he's grown older, and is married with kids, his songs speak more to that experience.

I also don't think he ever really tried to champion the homeless or drunk, just to discuss them as characters. I've never heard a Waits song about those sorts of subjects (say "Take Care of All My Children" which was written for the soundtrack of a documentary wich sought to raise consciousness about homeless children) and thought "Wow! By listening to that song, I've done my part!"

That's just silly.

A song is a song and a message is a message. What the listener chooses to make of it is his or her own decision.

I like "goin' out west", it makes me drive fast.

Tree pretty, fire bad.

is that more than a buffy quote, or are you quoting buffy.

i take back everything i have written. for how can i take issue with mr. waits - i launder money for a living. i was just in a very long and very boring meeting, and i couldn't think clearly about how to report on the settlement date activity in an account, because running through my head was all of this.

please accept my humble apologies for all of this nonsense.

i now return to my horrible, horrible job.

Don't jump, goneill, it happens to everybody.

Look, dong_resin has now become such an icon that he's shortened it to just one name. Move over Madonna, make way Anna-Nicole.

Meet Dong.

My dearest, remember that what you do is not who you are. I'd still think you were a fey angel, even if you were a boltgun operator at the local abbatoir, and I'm certain most here feel the same.

So relax, have a drink, fire up (dare I say it? Sure I dare!) The Dong Show on E! and forget about it. Tomorrow's a brand new day.

thanks fessy...

do we have the word abbatoir in the american version of this language?

i'm going to get drunk and then go to an umberto eco reading now. in that order, it should be pretty fun. one of my friends recently sent me a care package filled with those little airline bottles of bourbon. different kinds, from kentucky. I have them sitting here in my desk for just these sort of little emergencies. (Plus its all you can snort cocaine at my place of employment...)

Little airline bottles of bourbon from Kentucky. Is there nothing they can't do?

I miss the dong taglines. The odor of dong resin. The ineffable being of dong resin. The misanthropy of dong resin. I think we need more of those, and less of the new, short "dong".

* waits for the first short dong joke *

The unbearable shortness of dong resin?

Posted by: readymade on October 18, 2002 12:13 AM

I noticed nobody even gave me a courtesy chuckle for my dog_resin quip in the mummified hound thread on the mothership.

I actually had a second to your motion typed out, crash, but deleted it so as to not appear too "clannish". Trust me, it was appreciated.

Er, I'm only seeing it now, crash, and my sad little ego definitely enjoys the clever namechecking.

Are we not monkeys? Monkeys is what we are.

I see we have a character limit on the names.

The mirth is strong in this one.

Why couldn't Darth Vader tell that Leia had the force? And why didn't she ever get to use it?

I mean, she must have a lot of it since she was going to be Plan B if Luke got hisself kilt.

Because George Lucas is a hack who got to that chapter in the Power of Myth 4 years after he finished Star Wars.

And how can you possible watch Leia smooch Luke NOT ONCE, BUT TWICE without getting the "creepies?"

That satisfied smirk on Luke's frostbitten face is enough to make me burp lunch.

And how can you possibly watch Leia smooch Luke NOT ONCE, BUT TWICE without getting the "creepies?"

That satisfied smirk on Luke's frostbitten face is enough to make me burp lunch.

Subtle difference.

I found it kinda...sexy...

oh dear. i've said too much...

stop impersonating me jpo.

Jedi Incest: today on Montel.

Followed by:

Intergalactic Beastiality: "And They Called It Wookie-Love"...On a very special Sally Jesse.

And then Rikki does a makeover on Jabba the Hutt, on an episode titled "You're too fat to be all that!"

Aaaaaaah. Sweet release. Jonmc, ColdChef, Maruis, TJ, Aine, your CDs are going in the mail today after work. Hope you enjoy them. Anyone else already sent theirs out?

Ummm...mine are, but...well, you'll see when you get them.

I'm sending mine out today. And then looking for my Halloweenie costume so that I can get properly pissed several days running in various nefarious establishments and soirees looking like the complete goombah I am.

Posted by: readymade on October 28, 2002 01:22 PM

I've ripped, now I just need to burn and send.

Mine are totally finished and sitting on my kitchen table.

Sorry for any stains.

i've put them together, but no burning yet, and uh, i'll probably make it. maybe squeak by, but i've got an excuse: a week of serious debauchery.

if they're late, excuse their absence -- this young man's head has been seriously spun about by a city so large and so lovely that i've yet to regain full sobreity.

i think the trouble started with those bottles of champagne that cost only ten reals -- or possibly the 2 real sangria.

of course, on the money, the plural of real is reais, but i'm a tourist, so nobody ever corrected me.

fishsmoocher, where've you been? It sounds like a place of wonder and enchantment.

Anywhere fishbanger goes is a place of wonder and enchantment, but I believe they use reais in Brazil. I'm oozing with jealousy.

I've had other things on lately, but I'll send my mix off this weekend. Monday at the very latest.

I've had other things on lately, but I'll send my mix off this weekend. Monday at the very latest.

let's just say i was kicking it with the girl from ipanema -- all 3000 of them.

at least it seemed so.

of course, i don't speak portuguese, so replace "kicking it" with "sitting on the beach looking like an uptight american because i wasn't wearing speedos and having folks come by and try and sell me nudie towels, warm beers, and henna tattoos".

but yeah, i think they were trying to sell that shit to the girls too, so we were all in the same boat, really.

and, yes, it was a party boat.

fish, and all other red-assed baboons or sploodgers or whatever our name is,
I mailed out all of the cds today...you should be getting them in a few days (maybe a few days more for romakimmy)...and i had room for a super secret bonus track!

Lupo, I too am oozing with jealousy. Any sentence with the words 'beach' and 'beer' in it is enough to make me cry. Add 'cabana boy' and I'm weeping.

Sometimes, late at night, I just take the cap off the Coppertone and smell it. Fantasies....

i surprised myself and finished burning all the cds today. i'm guessing they'll mail by this weekend, so look for utter aural happiness in your mailbox in about a week.

Yes, all you , I too have mailed all your CDs today. I'll post your tracking numbers later, and you can enjoy the giddy anticipation of tracking your own package online! Won't that be fun?

I've got all mine burned now, but the packaging isn't done yet, so I hope I'll get 'em out on Saturday. The quasi-Halloween theme I went with will be a little stale, but hey - save it for next year, or listen to the damn thing anyway.

I thought some more about it, and decided that posting all the tracking numbers might be a bad idea.

How, I don't know, but it probably is.

So, Red-Assed Baboons, I'll be emailing them to you individually.

It'll still be tons'o'fun, though.

So has anybody received anything yet?

To group null: I've purchased and installed a CD-RW drive. I've ripped. Now I just need to burn. I hope to do that over the weekend, and mail on Monday. That doesn't specifically meet tj's deadline, but weren't deadlines made to be broken, or something like that?

*cracks knuckles*

No, Jeff. It's pinky toes that were made to be broken.

You want I should kneecap him, TJ?

I think people might get mine today or tomorrow in Group Zero, the Howler Monkeys. Walrus will get his later, of course, due to overseas shipping. I totally have performance anxiety waiting for the reviews to roll in. Trust me - nothing cutting edge! I just hope you cool kids think it's pleasant and kinda fun.

*hands Red Assed Baboons a wet noodle each*
I have all the envelopes in a pile on my desk, but the post office is conspiring against me. Today is a national holiday, Monday is a national holiday, and thanks to work there's no way in hell I'll make it out to Vatican tomorrow before they close. (mailing it from Vatican gives the packages a better chance of making it to your mailboxes.) Grr. They're out on Tuesday, ladies and gents. :-(

On the plus side, it's a double disc...

Ufez Jones received yours today stop am listening to it as we speak stop full report later stop glad to see a grungy cover of Dylan's "Don't Think Twice It's All Right" stop my mix contains the original stop synchronicity? stop I don't mean the Police stop mine will be sent shortly stop

Kaf, do you want a toe? I can get you a toe. Believe me, there are ways. You don't want to know about it, believe me.

Are your discs officially sanctioned by Il Papa, Romakimmy?

With nail polish?

Right on, Marquis. Dallas to Montreal in four days? That's impressive.

Speaking of overseas shipping, how much did everyone pay for it?

I sent Romakimmy's via the US Postal Service's "Global Express Mail" and it was a whopping $26.00. All the domestic ones were around four bucks.

I can't imagine our European folk spending $130 to ship five disks back across the pond, so what gives?

Are your discs officially sanctioned by Il Papa, Romakimmy?
And by his altarboys and the Swiss guards.

In other trivia, I experienced my first (admittedly pussy little) earthquake yesterday.

Crash, I should be able to get away with sending the discs priority (snort) post for 9 euros each. Express post is a whopping 28 euros for anything up to a kilo. I don't even consider regular post as it'll end up in Timbuktoo or some crap like that.

I've never paid more than about 5 bucks or so to ship CDs to Europe. I think they saw you comin', Crash.

If only I knew how much it was and exactly how long it would take to ship a book and a CD to Turkey.

"I've never paid more than about 5 bucks or so to ship CDs to Europe. I think they saw you comin', Crash."

Actually, I just handed a stack of CDs in sleeves to the shipping guy at work, and he rewrapped them in bubble-wrap and put them in boxes big enough to have shipped a tuxedo jacket in, then he posted them for me (at company expense, shhhh....). He insisted that was the only way he could be sure they'd arrive unbroken, plus he paid extra to get tracking numbers 'cause last time we lost one out of the five and it pissed him off.

He's very thorough.

And I, too, wonder how much that whole Turkey thing would cost.

My five went out for a grand total of $4.54 or something. Four within the states at about $0.88 each and the one to Marquis was around a buck fifty or so. Just normal post worked fine (so far). Hopefully they all get to their intended locations.

And I, too, wonder how much that whole Turkey thing would cost.

Crash, at this site, you can get a whole turkey between $38 and $53, depending on size. Hope that helps!

everything will be burned/created/destroyed/whatever tonight for me, and shipped out on Saturday.

For those that are late, well, let's just say I have your address... ok?

If I had known about media rate, that cd and book to Turkey would have been a lot less than eleven dollars. Remind me to be picky about who waits on me at the post office.

While we are talking about cds, I got this mysterious package from Louisiana today...I opened it and there was a cd case with a pic of a very disreputable looking couple in the Grey Bar Hotel...they didn't seem to mind, they were grinning from ear to ear...the date November 2, 2002 was emblazoned at the bottom of the picture...oh, oh dear, what could it possibly all mean??? And did anyone mail a copy to Turkey?

Oh yes, the cd was filled with delightfully sappy love songs. Now all I need is pancakes...

Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouverry much!
(now if I could only figure out who Gina and GJ are...heh...)

That's GJ the III, dammit!

In other trivia, I experienced my first (admittedly pussy little) earthquake yesterday.

romakimmy, honey, pussy earthquakes are one of the things I look forward to every day. They are not trivial in the slightest!

Congratulations on your first, you little thunderslut, you.

For those that are late, well, let's just say I have your address... ok?

Heh. You think I'd be so stupid as to give you my real address, especially knowing that you live nearby? Nope, I'm just monitorinig the mail delivery at the house I picked. I actually live in, um, Taylor. Yeah, that's it. Taylor.

What TJ said goes for me, too. My brother and his fiancee and I are going to look for outside locations for their wedding tomorrow, but I should ship tomorrow or Sunday.

(I feel like I'm working for Microsoft.)

I knew someone was going to make that joke. I'm so glad it was tizzie.

See how useful I am, Lupo? I'm your girl!

Left myself wid...uh, never mind.

The epicenter was 135 km away, but we felt it a bit here. I'm unusally bummed over the news that 26 kids died in a school near the epicenter. Mt. Etna's spewing and rumbling, and today we had a torrential downpour complete with thunder that sounded like bombs going off and rattled my building almost as much as the tremors yesterday.

Mother Nature seems to be PMSing here in Italia...

Are you seeing any ash? Romakimmy

When my husband and I were in Italy last November, there was a scirocco in Northern Africa that blew so much dust and sand into the air that it rained mud while we were there. It was very "biblical apocalyptic." The sky was a sickly yellow-green and a brownish-red mud covered a great deal of Italy. Wow. It must be il papa's influence.

I am very sorry about the children though. What a grief for their families. Hold tight, Kimmy in Roma.

Posted by: readymade on November 1, 2002 07:33 PM

My cds are all burnned and ready to go, but I'm going to send them out a few days late anyway, just because I'm that kind of a guy. I'm a Freemason, and we do as we please.

By the way, if you notice a suspicious powdery substance spill out of the envelope, please don't panic. Just a wee bout of eczema.

Speaking of white powdery substances, it's really true what they say about baking soda and kitchen fires. Even when a potholder is aflame in the oven.

I am too embarrassed to explain that at the moment.

Also speaking of white powdery substances, since my husband was Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse, I had covered his Tyvek Chemical Suit in various vials of noxious liquids and powders--you know, Anthrax (flour), Small Pox (maraschino cherry juice), Typhoid (12 year old scotch), the like....we realized were he to lose any of the vials that the city would be shut down, and we'd have a SWAT team and the CDC living in our house. Thankfully, those little buggers stayed glued. But we have one more party to go to, so if I disappear I may be in the custodial care of the FBI.

Posted by: readymade on November 2, 2002 02:11 PM

Howler Monkeys: CDs are on their way! Tizzie beat me to the first post, though, as I got hers today also - reviews will follow (maybe we need another thread to do those).

by the way, i already got readymade's, and it's made me cry and think twice about sending out my own cds because it is so beautiful.

and i haven't even listened to it yet.

the shame of cut out slips of paper compared to full-color glory.

I guarantee that my mix is absolutely free of profundity or street cred, and exists solely to amuse, in that long car trip sort of a way.

Ok, firstly I have some grovelling to do on behalf of roobarb and myself, on account of pranging the CPU on our fileserver machine late Friday night, which stopped our mixes in their tracks as it were (pause for groaning at bad pun). Happily, it looks as if I've just sorted it, so we should be sending them out very soon. In contrition, I've created (I think) an FTP server which should let you download my new mix and the other two I've done (one 9622 one and the original mefi 11629 swap mix). If you wanna leech all my bandwidth, drop me an email and I might let you have the login details ...

ps that's not just for people in my swap group.

just wanted to let walrus and the rest of group naught know that I just got back from the Post Office, and they're on their way. I felt doubly bad for being late when I got tizzie's on Saturday (btw tizzie -- I've only had time to listen to half so far, but me ears like what they hear so far -- full review later).

i'm mailing them today. right after i vote.

Mine will likely go out tomorrow morning.
Sorry for the delay my red-assed brothers and sisters. The discs have been ready to go for a couple of weeks now, but my printer is straight from satan's asshole, and I lack the joy of a kinko's.

On the bright side, as I live in Florida, I'm not much hindered by the urge to vote.

I'd just like to say I'm listening to the new Johnny Cash, "The Man Comes Around", and damn but it's good. Nice new version of "Give My Love To Rose", along with a Trent Reznor song. I haven't gotten to The Eagles' "Desperado" yet, but I hope for the best.

I see there's also a version of In My Life by The Beatles. That's gonna make me cry, I know it.

Oh and Streets of Laredo

"I see by your outfit
That you are a cowboy"

Ah, Benigni.

OKY.

mine are off! ZOOOM! super-amateur cd covers headed your way, you big assed mighty mouse-ical balloon apes.

as for listening, well, i'm driving to LA for thanksgiving (first time ever! exciting, fishfucker on the road-type action, possibly including several bathroom breaks and hopefully one detour at the MYSTERY SPOT which i'm sure is so mysterious that i will be mysteriously AMAZED!) and so i plan on taking all CDs i've received and having a CHARLIE BROWN style HALLOWEEN, 25 days late.

that is, i'll be listening to your lovely cds in the car. they better be good, because i'm hugely susceptible to highway hypnosis, due to a largely intoxicated adolescence.

I used to live by the MYSTERY SPOT.

Mighty mysterious, my friend. Your bearings will be thrown into confusion! You will reel and rock!

You will vomit copiously and perhaps begin to smell distinctly of patchouli.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

so it's agreed that i go drunk then, is it?

Heh. My disc is in fact entitled "coffee & asphalt", and is intended for highway use.

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