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lumen
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response 85 of 178:
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Jul 19 04:40 UTC 2000 |
true, but I have felt burnt out in this context for quite a while.
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arianna
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response 86 of 178:
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Feb 4 18:27 UTC 2001 |
ok, you guys, it's february and not a poem in sight.
for the benefit of everyone, I"m going to post THREE lists. pick the one you
like and *write something* for gods sakes.
#1 (the original; which I don't expect anyone to use, honestly.)
nervous dragon
prowling snows
spectral birds
gutted heavens
smokey aspens
#2
gregarious spider
courageous vegitation
tempestuous thread
obvious meridian
melodious oblivion
#3
racked roses
purple Fiji
gum-backed stamps
folded fortune
prodigious apple
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aquarum
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response 87 of 178:
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Feb 4 23:28 UTC 2001 |
The nervous dragon of my mind
slithers through the smokey aspens of schoolwork
trying to avoid the prowling snows
that are the language of memory
She tiptoes on five-fingered-feet
gazing longingly at the gutted heavens
where once she danced for an audience
of spectral birds
new phrases:
singing shoes
galumphing books
unlovely art
purple M&Ms
roaring uvula
mind remover
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orinoco
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response 88 of 178:
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Feb 5 02:23 UTC 2001 |
(ooh...."mind remover" is a good one....)
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aquarum
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response 89 of 178:
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Feb 5 06:08 UTC 2001 |
<curtsey> thank you, kind sir.
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brighn
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response 90 of 178:
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Feb 5 15:14 UTC 2001 |
I once had singing shoes and dancing hands:
My mind, it flew across the shifting sands...
The fantasies were no unlovely art
To drag me down and weigh upon my heart
But the roaring uvula which condescends
Upon the land of make-believe-pretends
Struck out with heady science, tsk-tsk looks,
Disapproving frowns, gallumphing books...
And now I'm not a dreamer, I'm a prover
(I think I shall soon need a mind remover)
[There were six on the list, so I used the five that worked bast.]
Narcotic inconveniences
Genuine misanthropy
Slow chiffon
Eccliastical Jeffersonian
Bad brick
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aquarum
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response 91 of 178:
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Feb 5 22:44 UTC 2001 |
(applause)
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flem
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response 92 of 178:
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Feb 7 20:54 UTC 2001 |
Ecclesiastical (I assume that's what you meant to type) Jeffersonian is
killer. The rest of those are actually kind of evocative.
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brighn
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response 93 of 178:
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Feb 7 21:55 UTC 2001 |
Quite right, I didn't think my spelling looked right.
And oh, come on, I could fold that it and even make it make sense.don't make
me respond to my own phraselist. ;}
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arianna
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response 94 of 178:
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Feb 8 03:28 UTC 2001 |
Julie, could you please clarify: your rules state, "Each player comes up
with 5-8 pairs of words." Rebecca's list was 6 pairs, and Brighn elected
to use only 5 of those 6 pairs. Is that allowable? (Not that I'm going
to suggest that we throw out his poem if it isn't, I just wanted to be
clear on that point.)
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brighn
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response 95 of 178:
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Feb 8 03:52 UTC 2001 |
Hm. Everybody had been using 5, I thought that was the number.
*shrug*
I don't care. For that matter, I don't care if people ignore my list and go
on with a different one. It's just a distraction anyway.
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lumen
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response 96 of 178:
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Feb 8 04:18 UTC 2001 |
Julie has not been here for ages. I don't think she would declare
herself a rules lawyer in this case, and would likely respond that
folks should do whatever strikes them.
(I'm sure the number she picked was arbitrary.)
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aquarum
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response 97 of 178:
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Feb 8 08:40 UTC 2001 |
"Malaclypse the Younger"
I look out with genuine misanthropy
On all those gathered to hear him speak
They bicker and fight over semantics and degrees
This mangled hodge-podge of humanity
"He always turns up, whether you invite him or not.
Might as well give the bad penny a place on the program."
"More like a bad brick. I always stub my toes
On his crackpot religion."
The ecclesiastical Jeffersonian makes his way
Through slow chiffon clouds of narcotic inconveniences
Kissing hands and shaking babies
And begins, at last, to speak of Eris
**There. It's not the best I've ever written, in fact it sucks, but it's
something.
New phrases:
airy tripod
venomous cavern
voodoo bunny
spinning contrariwise
waxen mob
have fun!
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brighn
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response 98 of 178:
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Feb 8 16:06 UTC 2001 |
hey now, I liked it. At least it wasn't cotton candy.
*ducks*
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aquarum
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response 99 of 178:
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Feb 8 17:25 UTC 2001 |
No, it's flax.
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flem
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response 100 of 178:
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Feb 8 19:42 UTC 2001 |
Actually, I rather liked it. 'Course, I think what I liked was the reference,
but hey. "Kissing hands and shaking babies" is cool. :
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remmers
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response 101 of 178:
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Feb 8 20:00 UTC 2001 |
View hidden response.
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remmers
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response 102 of 178:
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Feb 8 20:03 UTC 2001 |
View hidden response.
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remmers
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response 103 of 178:
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Feb 8 20:04 UTC 2001 |
God sees all,
His celestial camera mounted
Atop its airy tripod.
There is no escape from
His waxen mob of angels,
Though many poor souls,
Spinning contrariwise
To the mighty vortex of His Word,
Invoking some pallid voodoo bunny
Or other impotent pagan creature
Have tried...
...Only to be consigned forever
To that venomous cavern
Known as Hell.
(Geez, did I really write that? Just call me "Ecclesiastical
Remmersonian".)
New phrases:
angry shrimp
nervous squirrel
tinted ocelot
custom loon
hyper vole
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arianna
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response 104 of 178:
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Feb 8 20:08 UTC 2001 |
(technical difficulties, john? (; )
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remmers
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response 105 of 178:
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Feb 8 20:11 UTC 2001 |
(Typos and omissions noticed after the fact. Finally got it right,
I think. Third time's the charm.)
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aquarum
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response 106 of 178:
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Feb 8 23:06 UTC 2001 |
(wow, remmer, scary stuff. Ack! Twisting a nice pagan girl's words like
that! :) Good job.)
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remmers
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response 107 of 178:
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Feb 12 14:35 UTC 2001 |
Thanks, Rebecca.
Lest everyone forget -- the new phrases, in alphabetical order
by animal, are:
custom loon
tinted ocelot
angry shrimp
nervous squirrel
hyper vole
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remmers
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response 108 of 178:
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Feb 16 00:16 UTC 2001 |
(No takers yet. And I thought it'd be easy.)
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aquarum
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response 109 of 178:
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Feb 16 05:10 UTC 2001 |
View from the Student Union Steps
It's fun to watch them all, sometimes:
The thin young man in black
With improbably coloured hair
Who struts by like some tinted ocelot;
The anthropology professor discoursing
Loudly on the habits of the Scottish crofters
Who makes of himself a custom loon
As he gets more and more fervent;
Over there is an angry shrimp of
A girl whose curly red hair
Flies as she shouts at a
Student of some obscure topic
Like ethnomusicology
Who makes himself so small
He looks like a hyper vole
As he argues back.
Beside all that, the antics
Of the nervous squirrel
Who comes down out of the trees
Is nothing.
Let's see... Words...
I dunno, give me a bit, I'm dealing with stuff.
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