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vsclyne
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response 25 of 98:
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Mar 30 13:28 UTC 1995 |
Like I said, "So susan me."
hehehehe
hehe
Little Susie. She's so cute. What do you think she'll be
when she grows up? A ballerina? An actress? A nun? Surely
she will be something beautiful and wonderful for the world.
A saint, maybe.
Maybe she'll be a lawyer.
Bite your tongue! Better a prostitute than a lawyer. No,
she'll bring joy to a cold, hard world. Our little Susie
will be an inspiration to us all with her selfless goodness
and glowing beauty. I can hardly wait.
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vsclyne
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response 26 of 98:
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Mar 30 13:29 UTC 1995 |
Brenner, you slipped in there. What *are* you doing up so early.
5:30 am local time. (I've been up for hours, by the way.)
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brenner
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response 27 of 98:
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Mar 30 13:36 UTC 1995 |
I just linked a topic from the car conference so that we could
spread cheer about grex! THe sun is up and are those the
Santa Ana winds, Shannon?
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vsclyne
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response 28 of 98:
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Mar 30 13:53 UTC 1995 |
This has been a Bruckner-like sunrise.
(Sigh)
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juls
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response 29 of 98:
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Mar 30 16:29 UTC 1995 |
Oh, yes -- Shannon, you are a god! I know EXACTLY what you mean by that! I
can see/hear it right now.
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vsclyne
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response 30 of 98:
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Mar 30 17:14 UTC 1995 |
Actually, God made the sunrise. I was just a very appreciative
bystander. But I am awfully glad you could share it with me.
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juls
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response 31 of 98:
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Mar 30 22:47 UTC 1995 |
A metaphorical god, I meant -- a Bruckner sunrise has very exact color
and shape and dimension.
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bunn
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response 32 of 98:
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Apr 1 00:52 UTC 1995 |
and timbre
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sdober
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response 33 of 98:
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Apr 1 02:29 UTC 1995 |
Jeeez. I thought he said a "Brenner-like sunrise".
Silly me.
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vsclyne
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response 34 of 98:
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Apr 1 04:03 UTC 1995 |
An honest and perfectly understandable mistake.
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brenner
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response 35 of 98:
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Apr 1 05:01 UTC 1995 |
Shannon, you are too kind.
And Dr. Doggie is very sweet to
compare me with the Sun.
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brenner
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response 36 of 98:
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Apr 1 05:08 UTC 1995 |
..compare ...to the ....
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humdog
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response 37 of 98:
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Apr 1 15:24 UTC 1995 |
glory of the north.
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brenner
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response 38 of 98:
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Apr 1 15:46 UTC 1995 |
and the old dreams of surrender
came to her...drifting..
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juls
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response 39 of 98:
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Apr 1 16:48 UTC 1995 |
Oh, my.
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sdober
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response 40 of 98:
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Apr 1 17:03 UTC 1995 |
My oh my. April Fools is FUN around grex.
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brenner
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response 41 of 98:
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Apr 2 01:07 UTC 1995 |
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start a topic on grex called HUMDOGIAN FAIRY TALES
but i cannot figure out how to upload into grex.
therefore,
could thou please upload the following story and
make the topic??
thank you
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humdogian fairy tales
_________________________
The Tale Of CarolAnn
once upon a time there was a woman who thought she
was a little girl. and one day she went to the hardware
store thinking that it was a singles bar, and there, lo and
behold, she met a chainsaw which she confused with a
man because it was Upstanding so to speak.
she began to Communicate with the chainsaw, and
eventually was able to construct a Meaningful
Relationship with it, because, weirdly enough, it had
Boundaries. she knew that the chainsaw had Boundaries,
because it listened quietly and thoughtfully to everything
she had to say, and sometimes even responded to her.
also the chainsaw appeared to have a Life Of Its Own,
and also the chainsaw appeared to be a Whole Person
who did not need her for Bad Reasons.
and so they dwelt together, or at least as together as their
Boundaries would allow, and had a lovely introspective
sort of relationship. the woman would write in her Journal
about the relationship, and would read to the chainsaw
from her journal about their relationship and the chainsaw
listened quietly and attentively to her insights, which were
both poetic and profound and also full of psychological
insights of the Highest Order. the woman was joyful in
her relationship with the chainsaw because of the level of
Spiritual Intimacy that they shared.
then one day, things began to change. a person came to
town and the woman invited the person to tea. the person
came into the house where the woman lived and when the
woman introduced the person to the chainsaw, the person
felt a ummm, frisson...
---the end--------
(humdog curtseys)
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thanne
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response 42 of 98:
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Apr 2 05:48 UTC 1995 |
I take it the person had been a block of wood in a previous incarnation
and therefore recognized a chain saw when she saw one, especially
this particular chainsaw?
Cool.
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sdober
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response 43 of 98:
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Apr 2 10:53 UTC 1995 |
heh. I'd forgotten carolann, since I bozofiltered her
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humdog
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response 44 of 98:
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Apr 2 13:07 UTC 1995 |
we think perhaps that she is still a block of wood.
furthermore she did annoy our own dear kryan,
which is Evil.
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brenner
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response 45 of 98:
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Apr 2 14:57 UTC 1995 |
Miss Ryan's presence is requested.
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juls
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response 46 of 98:
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Apr 2 16:39 UTC 1995 |
Respectfully. ALWAYS respectfully.
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sdober
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response 47 of 98:
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Apr 2 17:12 UTC 1995 |
She'd like it here, I think. But her patience is short at times.
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humdog
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response 48 of 98:
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Apr 2 19:12 UTC 1995 |
yes. kathleen is like unto us that way,
and we like it.
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vinnie
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response 49 of 98:
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Apr 29 01:14 UTC 1995 |
look, why don't we all get together for dinner. We invite rats. we have it at
the icon byte bar and grill. we have humdog hiding in the bathroom. as soon
as rats gets there, humdog pops out, and we fasten rats to the chair infront of
the coputer and we force him to log on to cyberspace.org. Then we eat and
everybody kisses and makes up.
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