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- theCryptofishist
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Okay, okay. Tofu pie for all.stuart wrote:WTF?Stuie the Poser
raver scabies?
dust?
I am like, totally confused
I think either you or I are having blood sugar issues dumplin'.
The Lady with a Lamprey
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
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Rian Jackson
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as in, posing like a tough, grouchy mother fuckerstuie wrote:
WTF?
um, hello? think glitter sparkles, then you'll understand.raver scabies?
...pixie dust....dust?
and interestingly enough, it's not the one who's fasting.I am like, totally confused
I think either you or I are having blood sugar issues dumplin'.
love ya anyway, sweetheart.
surlier than thou
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- theCryptofishist
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I was going to offer steak and kidney pie in the great english pub tradition, but I can't keep track of the veggies. We need special typefaces for: vegan, vegitarian, omnivores, baby eaters, carnavores, playa carnivores and scary, scary fish eaters. I'll go ask Emily Sparkle and Techno.stuart wrote:will help me to reach that potentialTofu pie
The Lady with a Lamprey
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
- theCryptofishist
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whatever floats yer boatcowboyangel wrote:cowboy pops in too, is overwhelmed at the quantity of stored conversations, grabs a quick Jäger, and heads back outside to continue with rain dance
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Buckethead, Buckethead you are like an Alien
Buckethead, Buckethead your head is like a dish
Buckethead, Buckethead sometimes you wear the Maybelline
Buckethead, Buckethead sometimes you're full of fish
Buckethead, Buckethead your head is like a dish
Buckethead, Buckethead sometimes you wear the Maybelline
Buckethead, Buckethead sometimes you're full of fish
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hea hea hea hea ...rain dance is for Boston weather only...hea hea hea heaRian Jackson wrote:um, yeah, we're doing a beach burn tonight, i hear......theCryptofishist wrote:Dang. I hope i"m not the percussion for the rain dance.
no rain. not until after 12
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I am on my way out for the weekend....Talk to you all soon.
I will return with photographic evidence of the debauchery. Someone play some tunes for me while I am gone.
Jason
I will return with photographic evidence of the debauchery. Someone play some tunes for me while I am gone.
Jason
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[whisper] Isn't that a plains indian style, not algonquin? [/whisper]cowboyangel wrote:hea hea hea hea ...rain dance is for Boston weather only...hea hea hea heaRian Jackson wrote:um, yeah, we're doing a beach burn tonight, i hear......theCryptofishist wrote:Dang. I hope i"m not the percussion for the rain dance.
no rain. not until after 12
The Lady with a Lamprey
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
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yeeeep. it's freakin' pouring here - not all that far from boston as the crow flies - but we're burnin' on the beach sunday p.m. - you'll all be there, right?theCryptofishist wrote:[whisper] Isn't that a plains indian style, not algonquin? [/whisper]cowboyangel wrote:hea hea hea hea ...rain dance is for Boston weather only...hea hea hea heaRian Jackson wrote: um, yeah, we're doing a beach burn tonight, i hear......
no rain. not until after 12
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Next year will be the 25th anniversary of the death of Josep Broz. That would make a great theme.geekster wrote:Yeah, I am trying too hard at this point. Need to relax ...
Okay about that theme ....
"Things Aren't Always What They Seem"
"Tricks of the Mind"
"If Only"
If it weren't so dammned tasteless.
The Lady with a Lamprey
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
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<i>I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the
machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of
cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement
roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy
among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy publishing obscene odes on the windows of the
skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening
to the Terror through the wall,
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos
night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of
Canada Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the roof-
tops, storefront boroughs of
joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree
vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn,
rantings and kind king light of mind,
who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine
until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and
battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo [...]
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the
machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of
cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement
roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy
among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy publishing obscene odes on the windows of the
skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening
to the Terror through the wall,
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos
night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of
Canada Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the roof-
tops, storefront boroughs of
joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree
vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn,
rantings and kind king light of mind,
who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine
until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and
battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo [...]
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theCryptofishist wrote:Next year will be the 25th anniversary of the death of Josep Broz. That would make a great theme.geekster wrote:Yeah, I am trying too hard at this point. Need to relax ...
Okay about that theme ....
"Things Aren't Always What They Seem"
"Tricks of the Mind"
"If Only"
If it weren't so dammned tasteless.

Yup, died in Ljubljana
And don't forget that his birth place is Kumrovec
"So, where are you camped?" "About 10:30, between Kumrovec and Ljubljana"...
The revolutionary does not grow up because he cannot grow, while the creative individual cannot grow up because he keeps growing ~~ Eric Hoffer