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Or ex-boyfriend.

"Goneill had a hard time dealing with ColdChef's marriage."

Don't forget, the monkey birthday three-fer starts today. Today is amberglow's birthday, tomorrow is b****fire's and Tuesday is jonmc's.
*bakes a banana cake*
*adds three candles*
*sings delightfully off-key*

I haven't bathed or shaved in two days. I'm sitting around drinking coffee eating malted milk balls and listening to the classic rock countdown. They're in the top 200 now which means they're up to the really good shit. They just played "Hurricane" and "Immigrant Song." w00t. I love this shit, and i'm not ashamed, damn you hipper-than-thou types to hell, damn you I say.

And yes, like tizzie says Tuesday will mark 32 years that I have spent on this planet, and the above is the sum total I have learned. That and that your own farts smell the best.

OK, I have a jonmc question here.... is Wilco's "Kamera" and Smashing Pumpkins "1979" the same song? I'm just asking...

of course, I also think that I am actually Madonna's evil twin, separated at birth. But that's another question for another day.

I look up to Jon in a lot of ways.

Well, really just because he's taller than me.

Warm, autumnal, glowing amber wishes of a happy, peaceful birthday - and all the other nice clichés in the world - to dear amberglow! :)

"We've replaced this supermodel's regular coffee with fine Folger's crystals. Let's see if she can tell the difference."

Yes, most happy of birthdays, amberglow.

donger! you, too, can answer my question. I didn't mean to limit it to jonmc. although I do look up to him, since I am only 5'3.

thanks all!!!! i'm only a little depressed and a lot hungover! (when i was little, i would wake up to french toast and a pile of presents on the kitchen table every birthday, and i'm still a little disappointed that there's nothing like that for me when i wake up nowadays-but i live alone so that would be really scary anyway)

Was milking that "wish me a happy birthday-it's in 3 hours-buy me a drink?" and "It's my birthday in 2 hours-buy me a drink?" etc. all night last night...

Tonight i'm doing my hair and makeup like that model-not! and meeting some friends at 6 for dinner and more drinking and some bingo i think...

thanks again! yay older me!

Here's a nice pic of our Tall Jon before he came under the benign influence of flannel and booze. Moving stuff.

oh, and b****fire and jon, you should have already started celebrating in whatever sloppy or refined manner you like best!

(oh also, i already told work on Fri. that i'd be coming in late tomorrow--looking every minute of my aged self)

yay older me!

Shhhh now, amberglow! That Frank Kaiser may be listening.

amberglow-happy boitday, as they say in Brooklyn

tizzie--Um, more or less, yeah...and I'm a mite sick of Wilco to tell you the truth. They're a good band but I think Jeff Tweedy has started to believe his own hype. I always thought the Bottlerockets are a far, far better band. And Billy Corgan, post headshaving looks remarkably like the composite sketch given by every alien abductee.

ucccchhhhh! if he wants to catch anyone-old or young, male or female-i suggest he lose that GEEZER hat immediately....

Maybe i'll start calling myself a "crone" tho...i'll try it out tonight and let you guys know.

Yeeeeeeees, well... have tea and French toast with us today, Amberglow.

Happy Birthday.

And here's the new battleships game - great for beating that post-birthday hangover!

how dare you!!!

happy birthday... i'm marking this, "my return to 9622.net" in honor of you.

i'm all set now-french toast and a game! thanks! starting to choke up

(but i really wanted rock em sock em robots and a new gi joe and an erector set and...a pony!) ; >

goneill, how are you? i never gave you that flavorpill site i told you about at the meetup....and thanks!

(oh, and i think i saw that girl on a commercial-i forgot her name, but she works for some broker or financial place)

for mr. hand up there ^

"Betty's a keeper, but them kegel exercises have to go."

After the birthday and Thanksgiving festivities are done the 9622 crew simply relaxes at home...

That's a nice sweater.

Also, welcome back, goneill.

amberglow lifts the wrapping on his parent's most thoughtful birthday present ever!

Happy Birthday, amberglow!

As for me I have already started receiving stuff-including a bar of fragrant handmade soap containing three pink flamingos.
(Jon, you get mentioned on Tuesday.)

*flings poo in a celebratory manner*

Caption for above: "Readymade, 10:00 am, Sunday morning"

Happy birthday, all you freakin' apes! Drink a nice banana daquiri for me.

happy
happy
happy
birthday
birthday
birthday

(That covers all of you, right? ;))

Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots: now in keychain size! (Or version 2.)

You got borned!

Happy day, amberglow!

(*waves to goneill*)

Happy birthdays! And thanks Jon for the pointer to Q104.3 - I am currently enjoying their retro-rawk stylings at this very moment here right now, thanks to the Wonders of Technology.

Happy Birthday amberglow.
Welcome home goneill.
Tiz, if I remember correctly you are the same height as Iggy Pop.

Erm, version 2, that is.

stav, man, I havent heard this much Tull in ages, and now my sperms in the gutter and my loves in the sink...I think this station has the sam listenership as 102.7 WNEW did back in my youth cos some of the same nuggets are being played....worth the price of admission for "Theme for Imaginary Western" alone...

Although I did just find a gaffe...at 220 they have "Wooden Ships" a phenomenal song no doubt, but they have the dreaded CSNY version and not the Jefferson Airplane's far superior original.

Heavens.

Wish I'd known about this last night when I was into the beer, rather than this morning when I'm, er, not.

Still, RAWK!

*cowbell*

You show us everything you've got
baby, baby that's quite a lot
you keep on shoutin', You keep on shoutin....

The God Of Thunder. He walks among us as a man.

Duh Duh Duh, Duh-Duh, Duh Duh, Duh Duh Duh, Duh-Duh....

I'm a dork. A proud dork. I rool. Hahaha!!!

Many times I've lied - Many times I've listened
Many times I've wondered how much there is to know....

Times like this I wish I still got drunk and did drugs...this music cries out for malt liquor and bong hits..

He hears the silence howling
catches angels as they fall.
And the all time winner
has got him by the balls.
He picks up Gideons Bible
open at page one
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going
no way to slow down.

I could do this all night. I'm nuts. Caffeinne, 70's butt-rock. Whatta combo.

All that you touch, and all that you see
All that you taste, and all that you feel
All that you love and all that you hate
All you distrust, all you save
And all that you give, and all that you deal
And all that you buy, beg, borrow or steal
All that you eat and everyone you meet
All that you slight and everyone you fight
And all that is now, and all that is gone
And all that's to come, and everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon..

(spoken)There is no dark side of the moon really.. matter of fact, it's all dark!

and furthermore:

Watergate does not bother me, does your conscience bother you, tell the truth...

Go man! Woooooo! Yeah!

*lapses back into mildly hungover daze*

I'm not coming here anymore.

what!!!???

I beseech you, fair resin of the dong, heed not the wild nostalgia that roams these hallowed halls upon this eve, for lo, I see more absurdity upon yon horizon, ere morning comes.

I dunno, man.
What is that yeti with the flute about?

Jesus.

'yeti with a flute' strikes me as a good euphemism for male genitalia.

Hear them shout across the land,
From mountains in the north down to the Rio Grande

Gold
Thank you for coming home.
I'm sorry that the chairs are all worn.
I left them here I could have sworn.
These are my salad days slowly being eaten away.
Just another play for today.
Oh but I'm proud of you but I'm proud of you.
Nothing left to make me feel small.
Luck has left me standing so tall, all.

Gold (gold)
Always believe in your soul.
You've got the power to know
you're indestructible.
Always believe in 'cause you are
gold (gold.)
Glad that you're bound to return
there's something I could have learned.
You're indestructible, always believe in.

After the rush has gone I hope you find a little more time.
Remember we were partneres in crime.
It's only two years ago the man with the suit and the pace.
You knew that he was there on the case.
Now he's in love with you he's in love with you.
My love is like a high prison wall
and you could leave me standing so tall, all

Gold (gold)
Always believe in your soul.
You've got the power to know
you're indestructible.
Always believe in 'cause you are
gold (gold.)
Glad that you're bound to return
there's something I could have learned.
You're indestructible, always believe in.

My love is like a high prison wall
and you could leave me standing so tall, all

Gold (gold)
Always believe in your soul.
You've got the power to know
you're indestructible.
Always believe in 'cause you are
gold (gold.)
Glad that you're bound to return
there's something I could have learned.
You're indestructible, always believe in.

Hold me, shake me, I'm all shook up

Just trying to balance the thread out. Don't mind me.

Happy Bday cubed monkeys. :)

I think the "yeti with a flute" was Jethro Tull. But I could be making that up.

As to our little fashion faux pas at the top, eeek! What on earth is that from? Has Ms. Versache finally snapped and is taking it out on poor defenseless models? Good heavens, that's scary.

Rather, Happy Birthday Cubed.

As opposed to Cubed Monkeys.

One is good, the other would make a good band name, but is probably a bad thing, nonetheless.

Great, now I'm off to bed with Sigue Sigue Sputnik's Love Missle F-111 stuck in my head, thanks ebk. Buon Compleanos all 'round (seems to be the thing to say, no?)

By the way, if anyone else misses Joy Division, or that sort of sound, you may want to check out band called Interpol. I just heard a song of theirs called PDA, and it's my current flavor of the month.

thanks again all--am paying for it this morning!

(passes birthday baton to b****fire)

Duran Duran?? Spandau Ballet??

**frantically scrubs eyes with Lysol**

That's the stuff that drove me to heavy metal and then made me a crotchety aging classic rocker at age 15.

Besides, no matter which way you figure it, Robert Plant and Jimmy Page (or Ritchie Blackmore and Ian Gillan for that matter) will always be cooler than Simon LeBon and Nick Rhodes.

Besides, ebk, yer a musician, so I know you've probably spent a good portion of your teenage years decoding the riffs to the above tunes...

...and yes dejah, that yeti was Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull. Long Live Aqualung!

Actually, I spent a good portion of my youth deciphering Morrissey's lyrics.

Before it's your birthday, Jon, let me just fit in the opinion that Aqualung is the second worst record in human history. The worst, of course, was A Passion Play. Coincidentally also by Deathrow Dull. I know. I bought these things when they first came out and have been trying to sell them ever since.

It's not even funny!

Everyone here in America knows that Jethro Tull is the Greatest of All Metal Bands. Otherwise they wouldn't have won the first Grammy for Heavy Metal Group in 1988. It was years in coming and everyone knew that Metallica, Jane's Addiction and Iggy Pop didn't hold a candle to a good flautist.

Do not dis the Tull, blasphemers. "Hymn 43" and "Teacher" are two of the very few pieces of seventies Brit prog-rock that still stand up*, basically beacuse Ian Anderson liked his riffs big and ballsy and and sang like a man, unlike that twee fuck Jon Anderson in Yes. Where's unclefes, I know for a fact he's a big Tull fan. Plus nobody who listens to Morrisey can accuse Tull of being boring..
so there.

*the others being King Crimson, Pink Floyd, and Peter Gabriel-era Genesis.

Please don't Tarkus this thread. Do not pass Van Der Graaf Generator.

Nah, Jon - music is important and is so bundled up with our identity it's wonderful how we stand up for it. I hate JT - hate is not too strong a word; you have no idea - and love Morrissey. What matters is that we fundamentally agree about music.

Please don't Tarkus this thread. Do not pass Van Der Graaf Generator.

Oh, Can it...:)

Prog rock makes the baby Jesus cry.

I'm pretty sure that brittney's right. Prog rock killed The Ben Folds Five.

**exits the warrior in a mean, mean stride**
**rides my see-saw**
**summons fire witch to the court of the crimson king**
**skates away on thin ice of a new day**

**rides my see-saw**

If this is a Moody Blues reference, I'm leaving too.

Indulge me migs, I'm officially an aging rocker as of tommorrow..

Dude! Rush! (makes devil horns with fingers, rocks now very long hair around)

I have to join Miguel here, Jon. When "classic" rock was new, I was in high school - and when I hear it now, I'm as embarrased as I am when I look at my yearbook. Jethro Tull, Moody Blues, Led Zepplin ... *shudder*.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: It's not the music itself, it's the overplay. I can remember being righteously sick of it too, but if you leave it alone for a while and come back, you start to remember why it became classic...

Besides how long is it before Disintegration and Meat Is Murder become Dark Side Of The Moon and Houses Of The Holy, themselves?

The hell with Jeebus. Prog rock makes me cry.

Not surprisingly, I have to weigh in with EBK et al on this one. Give me Bauhaus and Soft Cell over Zeppelin and BTO any day.

But leave me The Who and Stones.

I am now officially bored talking about music.

Besides how long is it before Disintegration and Meat Is Murder become Dark Side Of The Moon and Houses Of The Holy, themselves?

That's just silly.

I'm no fan of either album, and the only one of those I own is Dark Side of the Moon, but it's the feel and tone of the music and lyrics that's different, not the airplay.

Did I tell you the one about when I was sitting at this rock n' roll bar and this guy said "Look at the picture of Sammy Hagar and Eddie Van Halen" and I said "Actually, that's a picture of Robert Plant and Jimmy Page." He wouldn't believe me for the longest time. I pointed out, "Look at their clothes for god's sake! They have THE SEVENTIES written all over them." I couldn't take his conversation seriously after that debacle.

Was he carrying around said picture, waiting for an opportunity to pounce on unsuspecting victims? Because that would be creepy.

kaf, I don't mean in terms of sound, I just meant how long before those "innovative" "icononclastic" records become tired sacred cow warhorses like the Floyd and Zep records.

Guess I don't see the similarity.

No, it was a picture on the wall.

Bugger.

*indulges jonmc in the sense of stuffing his earholes with cauliflower florets and running off screaming and frothing at the lip-hinges*

Not enough Americans appreciate Ian Dury & the Blockheads.

That's all.

I actually think Dark Side of the Moon is a far better album that Meat is Murder (Better than Hatful of Hollow? No.). I'm in agreement with Jon on the overplay. If I hear "Another Brick in the Wall pt.2" or "Comfortably Numb" (or "Immigrant Song" or "Stairway to Heaven") again in my lifetime, it'll be too soon. But I can also say the same about "How Soon Is Now," which local shit-rock radio station KROQ plays like it's the only Smiths song in existence.

I could listen to Dark Side of the Moon for days on repeat, but because I don't listen to classic rock radio enough for those songs to have an adverse reaction on me. That countdown you were listening to this weekend, Jon, would have made me hate/love life in alternate extreme highs and lows.

(And, yes, shit-rock is a term now. I am making it one. Shit-rock includes any band with a number in their name, the words Limp, Creed, Lifehouse, Distrubed and others in their band names and Eminem.)

I guess the overplay thing doesn't really work for me that much because I don't listen to the radio. But I see what you're saying.

Kind of like how the oldies station is contractually obligated to play "I Heard It Through the Grapevine" once every hour, on the hour.

The boyfriend who left me for Counter-Strike listened to prog rock. He made me see Yes in concert.

oh, brittney, I'm so sorry. we're here for you.

Nothing says loving like Yes in concert.

Well, maybe King Crimson.

Jesus brittney. I didn't know. I'm so sorry. So sorry.... *cries*

Why God? Why!?!

I had to see those fuckers too.

Yes is neither prog nor rock.

When I was 13, I inherited a buncha LP's from the older brother of the kid up the street. Lotta Allman Brothers, Ten Years After, Little Feat, Tull, that kinda stuff. I still have all those albums except for the ones from Yes.

What about Primus? Arent they the secret spot where prog and punk. Dinosaur and alternative meet?

*finally gives up and leaves thread*

Primus has never done it for me. I know people who swear they are the greatest band ever, but they are all bassists.

Sex pistols: one album. In, out. Fuck you. Next.

perfect.

also, they have a dead bassist.

I had a whole buncha stuff to say here, but I erased it all. I got sick of this argument about 15 years ago.

I went to an all-day concert at Cleveland stadium with Yes and Emerson Lake and Palmer. The drummer went up in the air. It was freezing cold. I was (I think) 15 years old, wearing hot pants and a halter top. I think a little part of me died that day.

*sobs* Now look what this thread has made me do!

My good friend runs the official YES website. Does that get me any cred here? Hello? Check check, one, two, hello?

Officially, NO.

*attempting to cop an attitude like kafka-diddy*

great summary, dong

Man, I'm listening to outdated music and all the cool kids are ragging on me....

all I need to make the high school flashback complete is some malt liquor and a girl saying, "not in a million years, loser."

I know, let's discuss genital warts next.

I can still remember my high school health teacher, Ms. Schmidt, saying "Genital warts are like cauliflower."

They smell like poo, give you gas, and can be genetically cross-bred with broccoli, producing the oddly pleasing Wart-o-flower?

Jon, I wasn't trying to harsh on you. Especially not on your birthday. I'll save all that for tomorrow.

I guess Broccowart makes more sense.

Dude! Genital Warts! (makes devils horns with fingers, rocks now longer hair around)

Think nothin' of it, kafmeister.

I've recently discovered (and don't ask me how it's too complex)that there is an Israeli crooner and sometime childrens singer named Uzi Hitman. Let's hear it for serendipity.

Broccowart. Hmmm. Yes, it can be marketed.

It needs a cute animated spokesperson like Young Sprout, the unwilling recipient of so much attention from the Jolly Green Giant.

Maybe "Warty"?

Mmmm, broccowartwurst...

wartsradish, perhaps?

Not in a million years, loser.

the unwilling recipient of so much attention from the Jolly Green Giant

Mr. Vox, your bold statement seems to suggest that there was some sort of abuse going on. Did you actually witness these events?

thank you, kind woman...now where's the malt liquor?

Or are you merely repeating hearsay evidence?

Malt liquor?! Fuck malt liquor!

PABST BLUE RIBBON!

Speaking of ex-girlfriends...

I've got four exes and one current. Of my four exes, one's a lesbian, one has been married and divorced already, one's married currently, and I just found out recently that the other is engaged.

I'm 23 for monkey's sake! What the hell is going on in this world?

Ufez has dated half of Cell Block H.

that's screaming for a "yo mama" joke, kaf. But I can't go there.

Witchstone, I wouldn't want to cast aspersions on the good name of the Giant. I just think Sprout looked a little twitchy, is all. Like someone had been eyeing his niblets.

Yeah, so my mama starred in the exploitation classic "Cell Block H".

You got a problem wit dat?

*types madly*

Speaking of cell-block H. My favortie girls in prison movie ever. I ♥ Jasmin Tabatabai.

"my favortie". Ha!

Speaking of devil horns...

Picture it, late 80's and I've taken my sister to her first Metallica show, for which we drove up to Dallas. (We lived in Austin, but that show was sold out.)

The band starts up, and of course everyone not holding a lighter is doing the little devil horns thing. She looks around the audience and says "Wow, who knew there were this many UT fans in Dallas?"

I still laugh about it.

dejah....have you had your kid yet?

it's post 911 america, ufez, we all need to settle down and get married now.

no wonder everyone keeps looking at me funny.

oh. maybe it's the no pants thing too...

it's post 911 america, ufez, we all need to settle down and get married now.

Time to pack up the mules and move to Honduras.

pssst. Miguel and EBK are here. Do join us.

and me!

So, I am there, and Miguel, EBK and jpo are all gone. This place looks to be monkeyless.

Oh, here you are Brittney! I suspect we have to create the 9622 chat whenever we meet.

It was fun, but quite intimidating. It's strange for a writer to force others to immediately read what s/he's written. EBK mentioned the elegant 9622 gap, the old modesty time-screen.

You're sort of reminded we don't really know each other at the beginning, but then it moves on to comforting daily stuff and it's nice.

Wait! I'm back! Where'd everyone go?

*cries*

So that's what you teach your students, is it? Not to leave home?

My students are doing a lab. I am working them right now so I can surf the web! And no one is there! Oh, wait, you're there now.

Me and EBK are in #9622. Miguel was there til his daughter broke her tooth on a piece of bread.

Come join us, quick! EBK's gettin' fresh!

Check his expiration date!

I knew I shouldn't have left EBK alone with you.

So does this mean I have to download mozilla?

So do I download Chimera for OS X or Mozilla 1.0.1? Any recommendations? I guess I can try both.

Wow. That picture at the top reminds me of just how much I hate clowns.

Wow. That picture at the top reminds me of just how much I hate clowns.

That much!

will someone kindly post something new so that scary lady will quit showing up on my monitor? thanks.

Wow, i have seen pics here that i tought would stay in my high school books for ever...this si amazing how we use to live by these glamour rock loosers....dont get me wrong i still like Panama but i guess im looking to score with some thing else then a "mobydick" rockin Mama!

Has punctuation and spelling become outmoded? Because any time someone unknown comments here, there is little evidence of either.

Have we evolved to the point of needing neither? Are they now archaic elements of language like 'thee' and 'thou'? Or like the swoopy 'f' that signified the 's' in English? I'm so confused.

Am I an anachronism and just didn't know it?

no reddymad itz not jus u btw i luv rock kandy w00t1

i luv lupo 4-evah1! w00t! just becuz im old, doest mean icant learn mad skilz for gnu englsh.

Thomcatspeak.

mobydick rockin mama

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