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     Mark Hatfield
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    "My cat's breath smells like cat food."

    - Ralphie, on THE SIMPSONS

    Thank you, Thank you.

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    posted 10-24-2000 02:34 PM PT (US)     

     John Dunham
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    quote:
    Originally posted by PeterK:
    Insult to injury? Come on, John, this thread is already the longest thread there is. What are you thinking?
    PeterK

    Well, I suppose it's okay in THIS thread, but it would make very annoying flame material.
    Although, perhaps we could get the Longest Post of All Time, too...














































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    NP: Donnie Brasco, Doyle


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    posted 10-24-2000 02:42 PM PT (US)     

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    Hey, page 35!
    TO INFINITY... AND BEYOND!!!

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    posted 10-24-2000 02:46 PM PT (US)     

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    My browser now shows a SECOND LINE just for the "35" of "This topic is 35 pages long: 1 2 3 ...". Cool.






















































































































































































































































































































































































    NP: Nothing.

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    posted 10-24-2000 03:05 PM PT (US)     

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    I was just inspired to write this over at the FSM board ...

    DANIEL2 CAME BACK
    (Sung to the tune of "The Cat Came Back")

    Daniel2, he had a thought
    That he couldn't bear to keep
    So he put it up for viewing
    At a length he thought was cheap

    It went for tens of pages
    It wandered 'round and 'round
    The members made an awful noise
    'Til it was taken down

    Buuuut ...

    The post came back!
    It wouldn't stay away
    It was up there on the website
    The very next day!

    The post came back!
    He didn't get the message
    And one day later
    It was just as unimpressive!


    SECOND VERSE

    Now the target of this posting
    Was a man he'd often curse:
    "Greatest hack that ever lived!
    (And by the way, he's getting worse!)"

    His arguments were many
    His posting space was tall
    And yet each one was answered,
    So you'd think that would be all.

    Buuuuut ...

    The post came back!
    It wouldn't stay away
    It was up there on the website
    The very next day!

    The post came back!
    He didn't get the clue
    And one month later
    No one knew quite what to do!


    THIRD VERSE

    Now the posts increased in number
    But the words were all the same
    And the conversation strayed to
    Unrelated facts and names

    When people stopped responding
    They hoped he'd go away
    And then one day he did
    Amidst a chorus of "Hooray!"

    Buuuuuuut ...

    The post came back!
    It wouldn't stay away
    It was up there on the website
    The very next day!

    The post came back!
    He never got the hint
    And many ages later
    It's the SAME OLD STINT!

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    posted 10-24-2000 08:20 PM PT (US)     

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    How's about we get a little didatic and start a collabrotive sentance and see how it goes...

    To start off:


    A man in Spain rolls mainly along the plains...






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    posted 10-24-2000 08:59 PM PT (US)     

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    Thank you, Bruthah Wedge!

    After a terrifying spate of WASTED SPACE posts, you have brought us back to...to...

    ...I don't know.

    What did you bring us back to?

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    posted 10-24-2000 09:31 PM PT (US)     

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    I'm game for this, Observer...

    A man in Spain rolls mainly along the plains, while his internet corporation sells his seashells along the seashore...


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    posted 10-24-2000 09:37 PM PT (US)     

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    By the way, what happened to our friend "The Riddler". I guess he was killed by an annoyed family member.

    NP. Williams on Williams(Boston Pops)


    Mets win number 3!!!

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    posted 10-25-2000 02:20 PM PT (US)     

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    Is PeterK a Tyrant?

    Put another way: is this message board a place where we can communicate ideas, barring obscenities, without fear of censorship? I don't need or want to talk dirty, but when G-rated ideas are discussed cleanly, should he be quite so proactive in the field of idea management?

    It seems as though PeterK locks up, moves, or outright deletes whatever he doesn't like. The last straw for me was when he actually edited a whole thread -- re-writing people!!! (That thread pertained to a WW II movie with Japanese planes in it).

    Now Majestix (sp?) is quitting the board, and the exchange that motivated him is gone, poof, before I ever saw it.

    I wonder if anybody but PeterK will see this post, or if my password will work tomorrow.

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    posted 10-26-2000 11:22 AM PT (US)     

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    The Riddler was originally dantoris; he had a few other identities as well, including "Chase&August." As far as I can tell, he now posts exclusively at the FSM Board, as Nash Bridges, Spacehunter, and, I strongly suspect, a couple of others.

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    posted 10-26-2000 11:39 AM PT (US)     

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    ZapBranniagn:
    I'm pretty sure Majestyx and Jeron deleted their own posts, although i'm not completely certain. At any rate, that discussion about racial slurs (in the Pearl Harbor trailer thread) was quite off-topic and really didn't belong on the board.

    NP: Under Siege 2 Complete, Basil Poledouris

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    posted 10-26-2000 01:36 PM PT (US)     

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    This is stupid! I don't get it!

    Joey

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    posted 10-26-2000 05:11 PM PT (US)     

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    Joey:
    It's not STUPID! It's SILLY; there's a difference. Really. I mean it.

    NP: Les Miserables, Basil "Never A Bad Score" Poledouris

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    posted 10-26-2000 05:25 PM PT (US)     

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    Mr. Zap,

    Thanks for the comments.

    Like John said, the "racist" remark in the Pearl Harbor thread was unanimously voted as "racist" by everyone who mentioned it, so I edited the post and removed all the complaints about the post being racist. The result? The discussion got back on topic. Basically, everyone who complained about the offensive statement caused me to remove/edit/whatever - I didn't delete stuff left and right for no reason.

    In this most recent post about The Grinch, the involved parties deleted their own posts, leaving the thread a total wasteland. I removed the wasteland and look, the thread is back on topic.

    Mr. Zap, just put yourself in my shoes for a second, and you might understand the importance of a "moderator" a little bit more, especially one like myself who wants nothing more than debates to be healthy and without all the spite that plagues other places.

    If you think I am a tyrant, don't be surprised how bad things will get when a real tyrant comes your way.

    That's all I have to say about that.

    PeterK

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    posted 10-26-2000 07:30 PM PT (US)     

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    Wedge brought us back to verse, my favorite portion of this great thread, and since I don't think the subject of verse will last much longer this time, I must premiere this original piece.

    I will contribute to the sentence as soon as I think of something good...

    A MOLE OF DISTINCTION

    Deep in a forest called Rosemary Wood
    There's a hole in the ground by a tree;
    It seems like a hole that is normal and good,
    The kind that you usually see.

    But it happens, by chance, that this certain hole
    (That's dug in the ground by the tree)
    Is the home of a rather extraordin'ry mole
    Who'd amaze you, were you to know he.

    He comes from a land due east of Earth's center
    (For he wasn't quite born in Rosemary Wood)
    In a nation called Moleday, where he and a mentor
    Were studying magick and charms (for use good).

    One day, the mentor, whose name is Forgotten,
    Was telling our hero, whose name is Unknown,
    "You know, Unknown, that my sister is rotten,
    A horrible lass, always talking the phone--"

    When sudd'nly a monster, whose name was Unlisted,
    Came burbling behind them. With very brute force
    He took a clean swipe at Forgotten and misseded,
    Just barely, but came back again to its course.

    And this time he struck; with the mentor's bad luck
    His head was quite loosed from his neck.
    Its mission accomplished, the monster did duck
    And returned to its high-rising deck.

    And as for Unknown, he had the great mess
    To clean up the head of Forgotten
    Unlisted had severed away from its dress;
    But the mole had some magickal knowledge he'd gotten.

    With a whip of his hand and a smidgen of sand
    He souped up an adhesive potion;
    He re'ttached the head of Forgotten, quite grand,
    With the mentor quite pleased at the notion.

    But, Alas! he'd need rest (he was still so distressed)
    So Unknown remarked soon to his teacher,
    "I will fly to its hideout on Unlisted's Crest
    And remember, Forgotten, to sever his speecher!"

    "He might know how to connect it himself,"
    Said Forgotten to Unkown, his pupil,
    "So be sure to collect ev'ry herb from his shelf,
    Ev'ry plant, ev'ry book from his stoople."

    "Aye," said the student, "But how'd he perform it
    If he were dead, without life, without face?"
    "You make a good point," said the teach, "But conform it,
    And take ev'ry plant, ev'ry tome, just in case."

    With a courteous bow of his furious brow,
    Unknown leapt away from the lab
    And, not quite knowing how, soared up like a plow,
    Up to Unlisted's home in the slab.

    When he got there at night he had fright and delight
    For at last, with aghast, he had seen
    The monster's great chamber, horrible sight,
    With the bones of twelve men, all ate clean.

    The dragon, asleep, couldn't see the mole creep,
    So Unknown sneaked up closely and still,
    When all of a sudden, bellowing deep,
    Unlisted awakened to kill!

    With fury and fire its jaws opened wide
    And sped shut with a frumious snap.
    But luck'ly Unknown, using charm and a chide,
    Dodged out of the way with a clap.

    This turn it was time for the mole to attack
    And he decided a sneeze would suit well,
    So he pulled out a rose with his nose and yelled "Klack!"
    And the dragon sneezed loudly and fell!

    Wasting no time Unknown pulled out chives
    And with magick he summoned a sword
    That had been passed down through his relative's lives
    Begun by a fabulous lord.

    With dagger in paw, o'ertaken by awe,
    The mole quickly sliced the beast's throat.
    Its neck split in two, its powerful jaw
    Let out no more gaspings or gloat.

    To take the head back the mole turned aloft
    But the sight made his heartbeats displace:
    Instead of a gap where the head was cut off-ed,
    Another head grew in its place!

    Deciding, quite rightly, the task was too much,
    The mole scampered back to his nation;
    And the monster then gave its new head a touch
    And hummed in great self-admiration.

    Back down in Moleday, Unknown and his mentor
    Sought advice from their gracious old king
    (Though he was known to be somewhat off-center),
    Asking him "What should we do 'bout this thing?"

    "Some time ago," remarked the good ruler,
    "My grandfather's sister's small niece,
    So smart that no monster around her could fool 'er,
    Possessed a great golden-sewn fleece..."

    "No, that was Jason," the mole said, "try again--"
    "Oh yes," said the king, "Well now I remember
    That it was a Magickal Marmalade Wren
    Who saved us that frightful September!"

    This was good news! The king said, "You shall find her
    In the backyard of your place, Forgotten!
    Just be very sure not to sneak up behind her,
    She really will think that is rotten."

    The mole and the mentor, their faith reassured,
    Went off to search Forgotten's grounds,
    Hoping to find the good wren and be cured
    From the monster and his savage rounds.

    In seconds three they found the tree
    And in seconds ten found the wren.
    Quite caref'lly they went round to the front of she,
    Rememb'ring the old king's advice from back then.

    Quite soon the wren (whose name's Unrevealed)
    Was telling her tale to the two,
    The tale of her wonderful Butter-Spoon shield,
    The moles list'ning still as a statue.

    "'T's been queet a lone time," Unrevealéd began,
    "Sence I last spake a ward 'boot moi shield,
    But remaymbr it shoorely oi'm shoore that I can...
    So aun with the tale!" thus spake Unrevealed.

    "Seems me it happed, o, lone eight year agoo
    Whayn I toke that Butter-Spone shield fur moi own;
    You'll foind it in Church, its stuck aun with glue
    Aun side the greet bell that reens 'Doan!'"

    So off to the chapel the two moles leapt,
    Waving thanks and good-byes to the wren,
    And went to the room where the bell was kept.
    The Butter-Spoon shield would triumph again!

    Inside the church they discovered the shield
    Bell-glued, just as they were told.
    In rapture they squealed as over they keeled;
    Now they'd slay that vile monster of old!

    To his cliffside they spanned with shield in hand,
    To his lair they soared up and again--
    His death they'd demand in a fight they'd command--
    The scourge of every Moledayan.

    They went there in anger, enraged they arrived,
    Preparéd to slay the foul foe!
    Their weapon was set, their game plan contrived
    As the mentor called, "Ready, set, go!"

    With the force of one thousand and three hundred moles,
    With a skill that was ages past his,
    Unknown charged Unlisted with umpteen lost souls--
    But the beast said, "D'you note what the time is?"

    Sudd'nly Unknown glanced down at his watch
    (And I can't e'en describe you his shock).
    In the midst of the battle and all that hotchpotch,
    Precisely it was four o'clock!

    "Tea time!" the monster and moles chimed together.
    They sat down at the table and fed,
    And the Butter-Spoon shield (turned out to be leather)
    Spread butter quite nicely on bread.

    With that, the first tea time between the two foes,
    The moles became friends of Unlisted,
    And decades of anguish asnd worry and woes
    Were over and done and dismisseded!

    These days the dragon, who once terrorized,
    Has become Moleday's best Social Worker;
    A citizen worthy, no longer despised,
    No more a monster, no more a lurker.

    The mentor is now a professor at Yale,
    Though his name is always forgotten,
    And spends his time teaching 'bout digging and kale
    When he's not at his home down in Groton.

    And today our great hero lives home with his wife,
    And her name's Not Published, you know.
    But he still tells great tales of his fantastic life,
    Of his battle days long, long ago.


    James

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    posted 10-26-2000 07:49 PM PT (US)     

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    Thanks Chris! Hopefully the thing will kick in soon. As long as were on the subject of poems and prose, as much I would like to post it here, the stupid board really mucks up the formatting of it:

    Dog by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

    Maybe I can find another extremely long piece for another time

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    posted 10-26-2000 08:30 PM PT (US)     

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    Time to get back to IMPORTANT off-topic stuff!

    So what is everyone wearing for Halloween?

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    posted 10-27-2000 02:51 PM PT (US)     

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    HEHEH

    Is it just me, or do you guys have WAY TOO much time on your hands

    But It's all in good fun and I can't stop laughing

    --Kyppy

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    posted 10-27-2000 03:11 PM PT (US)     

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    Great writing! (Too bad I can't write verse. At least, not well. I write books. None published, unfortunately. Actually, none even submitted, but I plan to finish and submit a fantasy story I'm working on.)

    NP: Masada Complete, Goldsmith/Stevens

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    posted 10-27-2000 03:19 PM PT (US)     

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    Well, John...on the literary scale, that puts you way ahead of me!
    I produce COLORING BOOKS!

    It's true!



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    posted 10-27-2000 09:05 PM PT (US)     

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    I still don't know what I'll do for Holloween. Last year I walked around wearing a John Malkovich mask (a promotional item for, appropriately enough, Being John Malkovich. I also had a shirt with an alien popping out of my chest.
    There's one idea I have: Take a skeleton puppet, shave my head and say the skeleton is my twin brother.

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    posted 10-27-2000 09:51 PM PT (US)     

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    I plan to hide in the house with most of the lights off and attempt to startle approachign trick-or-treaters. If they make it as far as the front door, I MIGHT give them some candy. Then again, I might not.

    NP: Species Promo, Young

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    posted 10-28-2000 06:00 AM PT (US)     

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    **I had posted this because I did not notice this thread had gone to 35 pages, so I replied to something on page 34. Just looked way out of place (in a thread such as this?).**


    NP -- Litany, Arvo Pärt

    I'm not even playing that CD anymore...

    [Message edited by JJH on 10-29-2000]

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    posted 10-28-2000 06:55 AM PT (US)     

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    James: do I detect a hint of Carroll in your verse? 'Twas very nice.

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    posted 10-29-2000 01:40 AM PT (US)     

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    More than a hint, I'd say. Yes, that particular poem got almost all its inspiration from Carroll, although I think a tad of Dr. Seuss crept in there, too.

    Thanks for reading!

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    posted 10-29-2000 06:16 PM PT (US)     

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    Most Halloweens for the last decade I elect to highlight nothing but my left hand. Some fake stitches over the real scars....a little fake blood....and viola! An honest-to-goodness eye-opener for all the girls and boys!

    Laura and I have talked about it, and this year we're painting the worthless thing green & attaching little suction cups to my fingertips. Bet the wee ones will get a kick out of being given their candy by a Martian Hand, a la the wonderful '50's film WAR OF THE WORLDS.

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    posted 10-29-2000 06:54 PM PT (US)     

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    muWHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!

    I RETURN!!! HAHAHA!!

    Sorry, had to be done due to the comments on my supposedly racist thread even though it was not in the slightest. Lol, that was good stuff yonder, anyhoo, PETER K!!!!! I HAVE A ? FOR YA!!!! (see below)

    Since you are fixing things at mm.com, could you maybe make it so that when one clicks on a thread it takes you to the newest page, i.e. this thread? We all go to the newest pages the most anyways.

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    posted 10-29-2000 10:13 PM PT (US)     

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    Uhhh.... I don't know!

    Bwwwaahahahahaaaaaaa


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    posted 10-29-2000 10:33 PM PT (US)     

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    Sounds like a good idea to me...
    I've already seen everything else in the thread at least once, so I usually want to read the new posts. The only thing you can do from page one is post without seeing the end of the thread.

    NP: Virus, McNeely

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    posted 10-30-2000 03:47 AM PT (US)     

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    "Whenever




    you




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    yourself




    on the




    side of




    the majority,




    it is time


    to reform




    (or pause and reflect)."




    -Mark Twain(Samuel Clemens), Notebook, 1904












    NP: American History X (Anne Dudley) ****1/2 / *****

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    posted 10-30-2000 09:26 AM PT (US)     

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    From another favorite poet:
    The Hollow Men by T.S. Elliot

    I
    We are the hollow men

    we are the stuffed men

    Leaning together

    Headpiece filled with straw.Alas!

    Our dried voices, when

    We whisper together

    Are quiet and meaningless

    As wind in dry grass

    Or rat's feet on broken glass

    In our dry cellar

    Shape without form, shade without color,

    Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;

    Those who have crossed

    With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom

    Remember us - if at all - not as lost

    Violent souls, but only

    As the hollow men

    The stuffed men.

    II
    Eyes I dare not meet in dreams

    In death's dream Kingdom

    These do not appear

    There, the eyes are

    Sunlight on a broken column

    There, is a tree swinging

    And voices are

    In the wind's singing

    More distant and more solemn

    Than a fading star.

    Let me be no nearer

    In death's dream Kingdom

    Let me also wear

    Such deliberate disguises

    Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves

    In a field

    Behaving as the wind behaves

    No nearer -

    Not that final meeting

    In the twilight Kingdom

    III
    This is the dead land

    This is cactus land

    Here the stone images

    Are raised, here they receive

    The supplication of a dead man's hand

    Under the twinkle of a fading star

    Is it like this

    In death's other Kingdom

    Waking alone

    At the hour when we are

    Trembling with tenderness

    Lips that would kiss

    Form prayers to broken stone.

    IV
    The eyes are not here

    There are no eyes here

    In the valley of dying stars

    In this hollow valley

    This broken jaw of our lost Kingdoms

    In this last of meeting places

    We grope together

    and avoid speech

    Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

    Sightless, unless

    The eyes reappear

    As the perpetual star

    Multifoliate rose

    Of death's twilight Kingdom

    The hope only

    Of empty men

    V
    Here we go round the prickly pear

    Prickly pear prickly pear

    Here we go round the prickly pear

    At five o'clock in the morning.

    Between the idea

    And the reality

    Between the motion

    And the act

    Falls the Shadow

    For Thine is the Kingdom

    Between the conception

    And the creation

    Between the emotion

    And the response

    Falls the Shadow

    Life is very long

    Between the desire

    And the spasm

    Between the potency

    And the existence

    Between the essence

    And the descent

    Falls the Shadow

    For Thine is the Kingdom

    For thine is

    Life is

    For Thine is the

    This is the way the world ends

    This is the way the world ends

    This is the way the world ends

    Not with a bang but a whimper.


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    {NP: Not soundtrack related, but still very good: The Dropper - Medeski Martin and Wood}

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    posted 10-30-2000 09:01 PM PT (US)     

     Lou Goldberg
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    This topic is so clogged with crap that it's a nightmare to get through and yet it's the only place where we can have off-topic posts and talk about other things besides film music. Relegated to the dung heap. This topic is a joke. Trying to post something serious here is worse than starting an off-topic that Pete will close. Peter K is a brute and his comment that a real tyrant might come along and make him look good doesn't change the fact that this board is hopelessly over-scrutinized and censored. It's his sandbox and we all like to play here so we put up with his crap, but that doesn't mean it doesn't stink.

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    posted 11-01-2000 02:12 AM PT (US)     

     Lou Goldberg
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    I'm sure Pete's a nice guy in person though.

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    posted 11-01-2000 02:16 AM PT (US)     

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    I hope.

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    posted 11-01-2000 02:17 AM PT (US)     

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    The topic IS nonsense.
    If you don't like it, don't read it.

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    posted 11-01-2000 03:48 AM PT (US)     

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    John, no offense, but I think you missed my point. Nothing wrong with this topic being as silly as it wants. But it's the only place on the board where Pete will permit off-topic talk. That's a serious limit and this topic just doesn't have the proper atmosphere for discussing matters seriously.

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    posted 11-02-2000 01:14 AM PT (US)     

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    must have missed the death penalty discussion...


    NE -- cherry pop tart
    NP -- Deep Water, Beltrami

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    posted 11-02-2000 06:12 AM PT (US)     

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    Lou,
    I did miss your point. I took it as an attack upon the thread (and I wouldn't be posting here if this thread didn't exist. ).
    Perhaps you could pettintion Peter to post an official "off-topic but serious" thread.

    JJ,
    You know better than that! The Stawberry pop-tarts are FAR superior to the cherry!

    NP: Masada Complete, the Goldsmith half at the moment.
    --Interlude: this is an excellent score. I love it.
    (What's that? Someone out there reading this DOESN'T have it? Yeah, that's you! I see that guilty expression! Go get this score! RIGHT NOW!)
    Okay, sorry folks... what was I saying? Oh yes. This is an EXCELLENT SCORE (Hey you! Why are you still reading? you should be going somewhere to get this!) and it's certainly got some of Jerry's best themes. I think it's earned itself a place in my top 20 scores, although I may have to push that up to top 25 because I can't think of anything I could pull from the list.
    And now, back to our regularly scheduled posting--
    Well, nothing left to say here.

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    posted 11-02-2000 11:39 AM PT (US)     

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    Hmm, looks like we only need three more posts to get to page 36! (Hey, is this thread dead or something? We've been crawling along for the past week!)

    Okay, starting from my above post, and JJ's before that, here's another question you all should answer:

    What is the best Pop-tart flavor? Should Pop-tarts be adhered to strictly, or are other brands equally good if they cost less? Come on people, let's here your opinions on this!

    NP: Masada Complete, Goldsmith/Stevens (see above)

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