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General => Rants and Stuff => Topic started by: Captain Morgan on February 14, 2005, 03:02:35 AM
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New thread following tradition. Sorry I'm late all
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I was actually on imdb considering titles for the new thread. The best one was the Superfly Night Crew's Diamonds, or the Sons of the Superfly.
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Hmmm, or maybe SFNC raiders of the lost ark!
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Um . . . uh-huh.
It's after midnight and I've officially turned into a large, orange gourd.
Good night everyone.
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Yay new thread!...and boo...
we'll miss you.....
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Yay what bones?
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Lets get ready to rumble.
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Hey EP , Bones, and Fish.... Great news. The labor fairy finally arrived. Also known as Pitocin, my little girl is finally here!!!!
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Yay how much does she weigh!?
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8lbs 2.5 oz, and 20 inches long
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Congrats! :gets out the cigars:
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Having a new baby is great! Man did I miss this. She is just so cuddly. Although I would have to say my manhood is threatened when I'm the one who tells the wife which cute little dress to buy. My manhood is fighting daddyhood but I think it will be about even. I'm just so excited! But I'm also ready for a little maelstrom. I need a few minutes of quite time after the last few days.
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when was she born?
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I don't think is unmanly to want a family, sort of the opposite. So its all good. ;D
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Friday morning. I was on my way home from work, when the Doctor called my life asking if she wanted to be induced that day. That was her due date, but the doctor also knew how worried my wife was about me missing it, since I work so far away. 5 hours later we had the most beautiful little girl I have ever seen.
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Nevermind fella's. Sounds like my sleeping princess isn't sleeping right now. If I can get her back to sleep, then I will be back!
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thats awesome.... congratulations... you lucky dog...
no go out and buy a shotgun, you'll need it when she gets to datin age...
now whats her name again?
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Cap't,
You wife has my sincerest sympathies. Pitocin is of the devil. It is evil. It is a torture device formulated especially for already suffering pregnant women. It hurts about ten times worse than natural labor. And it usually takes quite a bit longer than 5 hours.
Here's a toast to the women of your house, Captain.
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now whats her name again?
*Fish falls over laughing
Umm...I mean...never mind.
Congrats Morgan! That's awesome!
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and scary as well
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Happy Valentines Day, Superflies!
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Y tu mama tambien :)
Happy black monday!
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What'd you do for your wife today, Jeffe? Anything sappy and cute?
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That's not english.
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Ok, I forgot, what time is it to everyone else?
Fish, I think he said "And your mom also" But I have never taken any classes on Spanish, that is just what I have picked up from various places.
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no its not english...
I did most of my sappy stuff earlier (Saturday) due to the fact that I had to work tonight.
Still we went out for sushi...
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It's 10 in Utah, Archon. Jeffe and Stacer are east-coasters, so it'd be 12 for them. You on Central time?
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Yep, 12:03 on a school day. I should be ashamed of myself.
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Is that Central?
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Sounds eastern to me... as it is 12:10
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Eastern. There are only a few counties in Michigan with Central time.
Mod: I didn't mean to say yes to your question, I often use "yes" as an interjection.
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That's what I thought.
Hey Jeffe, quit ignoring me! :P
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Sounds like he's either on Eastern (which begins in parts of Indiana) or he's in one of those strange we-don't-like-Daylight-Savings areas, like where my cousins live in western Indiana. I think Michigan is in Eastern, though.
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Ah, he answered while I was typing.
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Eastern. There are only a few counties in Michigan with Central time.
Ah, okay. I wasn't sure exactly where the lines were.
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It's officially no longer V-Day. I need a new avatar.
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Ah, he answered while I was typing.
You have to love that.
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It's officially no longer V-Day. I need a new avatar.
I think you should keep that one. It's cool.
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You have to love that.
Anything I can do to mess with Stacer's head.
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Does anyone else find that they wake up better in the morning if they wait until like 2 to go to bed?
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I find I wake up better in the afternoon if I wait until 6 am
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Usually if I stay awake until 6 a.m., then I will stay awake for the whole next day.
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am I ignoring you?
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I find that I wake up better...oh wait, that never happens.
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It has to. Either that or you are one heck of a somnambulist.
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Me wake up well? Nope. Doesn't happen.
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Who said anything about well? I just said better. Getting shot in the arm is better than getting shot in the head, but it still hurts.
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Okay okay, better. I wake up better if I get up at the same time every day. Sadly these days that "same time" apears to be 11.
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fish dont really sleep though... they only turn off part of their brains..
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too...many.....jokes....must...mock....MsFish....
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I find that I just sort of pass out. Then when I wake up I try to remember the last thing I did before I went to sleep, or the last thing I was thinking of. Afterwards I'll just sort of, loll about for a while before showering.
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That explains why I never seem to feel rested. Part of my brain is still going. That explains alot of things, actually.
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too...many.....jokes....must...mock....MsFish....
No! No! Mock me, please! ;)
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That's part of the reason why I can't take naps. My subconscious leaks really badly when I do. You can ask Fell about the last time I took a nap. I had the strangest dream. It was freaky, and he told me never to take naps again.
Maybe tomorrow... no, no time to take nap tomorrow.
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I find that I get messed up by dark and rainy days... because with my blinds closed and blocked I have no concept of time...
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and it was a rainy day...
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It's raining here too. The rain makes me really really happy, actually.
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oh I dont hate the rain... just find it hard to wake up... something about the pitter patter of drops on the sill and the dark sky...
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Me too. Much more than sunshine a lot of times. I love to go out and play in the rain, it is just a fetish of mine. And I love going to sleep to the sound of raindrops hitting the roof. Soooo relaxing.
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When I was a kid I had a loft bed, so I used to lie awake at night and listen to the rain on the roof. It was awesome.
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Well.... this is really weird. I just checked my bank account with Keybank. Because I'm a tad paranoid like that I check it at least once a day. Etc. Now, I bought a $242 plane ticket last week. Now, I had about $245 in there. So, there should be about $3. Then tonight I bought $2 in gas.
When signing in tonight I expected to see around $1 and some change. I log in and see instead $243.39. I go to Expedia and look at "My Trips" and see that I still have it there. This really blows my mind.
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We used to do a lot of camping in a pop up camper. When it rained at night, that was so awesome, because the beds were covered with canvas, which made a really cool noise, but the top was fiberglass, so the sounds mixed, and it was just amazing for sleeping.
Gemm, maybe interest rates are up. :)
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Your charge probably just hasn't cleared yet. It happens.
The sound of rain on a tent is really cool, but if it rains too much then you're wet. :)
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try rain on a steel ship, or the lapping of waves on a steel hull...
The sound of rain on a tent is really cool, but if it rains too much then you're wet
True dat..
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try rain on a steel ship, or the lapping of waves on a steel hull...
*Fish seeths with jealousy.
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But then again, you have to listen to the same thing when you have night watch, which must be torture.
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Night Fellows and Fellowesses.
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Night watch was fun most of the time... except off of Boston in a Nor'easter or at the end of the midwatch....
We'd play games on the mids to keep us up...
it was fun...
plus you get midrats before you go up,... which is burgers and fries and chili and pizza and all the crud that isnt good for you...
Watch was 4 hours long, and split into quarters. 1 hour at helm, one standing lookout, 1 more at helm and one more at lookout....
Lookouts use a pair of binoculars to find ships, obstacles and aircraft... (easier at night thanks to lights or harder thanks to idiots not using them)
Its cool...
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On lookout you learn to identfy where an object is in relation to true north (using a gyro compass) and where it is in reguards to the ships heading.
So a contact may be at both 220 and 060 at the same time. to find the true bearing of a ship we had these instruments called alidades (from the arabic alidada which were basically a monocular set on top of a gyrocompass. Draw a line on the contact and read the bearing... easier said than done in rough seas...
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I guess so. The part that I know would really get me about being on a ship like that is being so close to everyone all the time. I am extremely antisocial, and if I am too close to other people for an extended period of time I get kind of agitated and angry.
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yeah we all did... 100 people in 270 feet X 40 ft x 35 ft of space (which doesnt account for the engine room, helicopter hanger, office space and ships stores [storage]) gets on your nerves after a week. Sleeping in a room with 35 people in a six foot by two foot area is rough... thats why we'd always have an end of patrol brawl.... to liven things up...
But after 2 years you kind of loved them too.
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You'd have to love them, or you'd go insane.
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actually you go insane... and then you love them...
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Yeah, but with me, it doesn't matter who the people I am together with are. I need to be alone, that is just me. Although, those brawls do sound appealing. I have never been in a real fight, and I really think it is time.
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Trouble
Oh trouble set me free
I have seen your face
And it's too much too much for me
Trouble
Oh trouble can't you see
You're eating my heart away
And there's nothing much left of me
I've drunk your wine
You have made your world mine
So won't you be fair
So won't you be fair
I don't want no more of you
So won't you be kind to me
Just let me go where
I'll have to go there
Trouble
Oh trouble move away
I have seen your face
and it's too much for me today
Trouble
Oh trouble can't you see
You have made me a wreck
Now won't you leave me in my misery
I've seen your eyes
and I can see death's disguise
Hangin' on me
Hangin' on me
I'm beat, I'm torn
Shattered and tossed and worn
Too shocking to see
Too shocking to see
Trouble
Oh trouble move from me
I have paid my debt
Now won't you leave me in my misery
Trouble
Oh trouble please be kind
I don't want no fight
And I haven't got a lot of time
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those brawls werent real fights... you dont want to ever be in a real fight... trust me.
Im not particualrly a social person either... they get you around it by keeping you busy all the time...
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People keep telling me that, but I maintain that that is only true if you don't like fighting or if you are losing, or both. I like fighting so far, and I am pretty good at it, so I want to at least know what a real fight is.
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real fights are scary afterwords...
Im not knocking your ambissions just looking at my experiences in hindsight...
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Why is that?
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well everyone is different, but generally theres too much adrenaline to think clearly after the first few blows... then combat becomes a mess,... throw in a knife, or steel toed boots and things get deadly fast, without even trying...
When its all over your body has to deal with all that adrenaline, and the end result is bad. A lot of people get sick a lot just collapse or start crying...
And thats just the mental part, not the injury you might have sustained
lots of chemicals going off in the brain...
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Well I don't think that I would respond like that, but I guess I won't know until I need to fight someone. I am not really looking to get into a fight, but at the same time, if I needed to fight someone, I would be happy to do so.
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Call me a girl, but I really don't see why you'd want to get into a fight in the first place. Just messing around with friends and goofing off, I can see. Actually getting into a fight where people are trying to hurt you for real? Why would you want to do that?
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For me, I just like fighting. I have an older brother that I used to fight with all of the time, and it was fun. I am good at it, there is another reason. I would only fight someone that I hated, or was very angry at, so call me evil, but I would take pleasure in hurting that person.
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As angry as I get sometimes, I don't think I could actually take pleasure in hurting someone else.
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Told you I was evil. :) Anyway, I am going to bed, talk to all of you later.
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night...
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Once again, I don't think you're evil. I don't have friends who are evil. Night!
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It sucks that Charming doesn't come play with us much anymore.
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he does, just not as much... hes a sad panda...
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A sad panda?
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its a South Park thing...
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Never seen South Park. Care to explain?
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they have a Sexual Harrasment Panda come to school and he tells the kids that Sexual Harrasment makes him a "sad panda"
eventually he becomes Petey, the "don't sue people" Panda.
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wow. okay.
*Fish pretends to understand how that applies.
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It doesnt,... except for the sad part... but it just popped into my head when I thought about him
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Sad, huh? Maybe we could cheer him up, if he were around...
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yep... he'll prolly be on later... I bet..
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Ba, humbug!
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we miss you eagle...
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Okay, just don't get mushy on me.
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so where ya been?
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and are you having sausage and eggs tomorrow...
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Just at home doing my normal stuff, and the breakfast--only if I'm up early enough (or stay up late enough).
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Im having linked sausage for breakfast... eggs, english muffins...
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I'm not having a breakfast. YAY!
and Fish, as for your last comment, That's what you think.
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Yes, it is what I think. That's why I said it.
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Obviously, but my comment was meant to convey that that may be what you think, but not what is true.
Time to go to the school that I hate more than anything. Hi ho Hi ho
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Sorry I had to leave, but I'm trying to make momma happy!
Bones: now whats her name again?
Since I never told you her name, it would be hard to tell you again. :P Her name is Anastassia Michaela. We are calling her Anya, but just for the record Anastassia is being pronounced the russian way which sounds like on-us-tas-see-ya.
no go out and buy a shotgun, you'll need it when she gets to datin age...
You forgot I already have a small aresnal. Not that I wouldn't mind another Shotgun. there is nothing like the sound of a pump action 12 guage shotgun being pumped to scare off the daters of my little princess :D They will fear me mwa ha ha ha.
Old One:
Pitocin is of the devil. It is evil. It is a torture device formulated especially for already suffering pregnant women. It hurts about ten times worse than natural labor.
She was only on Picton for three hours before the baby came. Pushing only lasted 5 minutes without to much damage, way less then the first one. Since she had an epidoral, she only felt a few effects from Pitocin so it didn't bother her that much. Although I could see that this labor was going to be much more intense then the first, and I thought that the Pitocin might have something to do with it. Luckly we didn't have to deal with that aspect, thank you epiderals! Bad part for me was running on no sleep since I had just gotten off a 13 hour shift running around my billion dollar stair stepper. I felt just about worthless.
Thank you Fish, Oldone, Bones and EP. I'll get some pictures on the web soon (that is realativly speaking) if you guys are intrested in seeing her. Talk to you later, and Happy late V day!
Oh and Bones, I do feel very lucky and hope some day you too will be lucky!
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Awww, congrats.
Man, everyone is having babies. I want one too.
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and the funny part is you can have one...
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Yeah well Job = gone also means health insurance = gone.
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Im just sayin....
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speaking of which hows the job search going?
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I decided to accept the night job. I go in for orientation tomorrow at 8am though, the irony of which is not lost on me.
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:( night jobs suck...
well I'll be around if you get down...
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Sigh....
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And this story, as all other stories worthy of note, began with a little bit of boredom, and a sigh of discontentment....
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indeed...
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:( night jobs suck...
Really? it's 7pm - 3am,and I think I will like it MUCH better than this 8-4 crap I've been doing for the last week and a half. I can't function that early, and I never see my husband who works best at night.
And, should finances demand that I get a part time job, it will be easier to do so with this schedule.
*shrugs* I know they're weird hours, but I also know I'm making the right decision.
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it sounds fun, what are you doing...
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I wouldn't mind hours like that. I am awake anyway, I like sleeping during the day, when everyone else is up, so I can stay awake for more of night, when it is quiet, and everyone is sleeping.
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I wouldn't mind hours like that. I am awake anyway, I like sleeping during the day, when everyone else is up, so I can stay awake for more of night, when it is quiet, and everyone is sleeping.
Ditto. And with this 8-4 job I can't get to the post office, like, ever. Or the bank, or anything that runs on limited hours.
Jeffe, that's an excellent question, one that hopefully I'll be able to answer in more detail tomorrow. ;D My job title is Night Clerk/Editor. Apparently I will be processing paperwork and doing some very very light editing.
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sweet. that sounds fun ... do they really do that at night?
Weird.
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definately keep us updated Fuzzy.
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Well at least one more night before I can really rejoin the SFNC. I'm off to bed since I have to be in Sandy by 8am.
Night all.
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night
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Superfly poetry...
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Valentines day is gone, but it doesnt have to be over
by me-
A thief, a highwayman snuck in and kissed you;
your passionate, powder soft, sugar smooth lips red as a candy apple.
Eyes lucent, bosom heaving, heart throbbing, pulse quickening.
leaving a longing
as fingers twine in downy hair, as balmy palms cup your face, your fevered cheeks in feverish hands. Breath so close you gulp as one. And drink to satisfaction.
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Go, go highwaymen!
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That sounds like an awesome idea for an anime series...
Go, Go Highwaymen!
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Farewell to you, my own true love;
I am going far away.
I am bound for California,
But I know that I'll return some day.
So fare thee well, my own true love
When I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
I'm bound off for California
By the way of stormy Cape Horn
And I'm bound to write you a letter, love
When I am homeward bound
Chorus:
I have signed on a Yankee Clipper ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the Captain of her
And they say she's a floating Hell
Chorus:
I have shipped with Burgess once before
And I think I know him well
If a man's a seaman, he can get along
If not, then he's sure in Hell
Chorus:
Farewell to lower Frederick Street
Ensign Terrace and Park Lane
For I think it will be a long, long time
Before I see you again
Chorus:
Oh the sun is on the harbour, love
And I wish I could remain
For I know it will be a long, long time
Till I see you again
Chorus:
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I don't think I've heard that song before.
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Its one thats near and dear to my heart... Dylon sang it, and so did the Clancy brothers.....
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I ran across an interesting song the other day I really liked. I forget the artist, but its called the Highwayman. Here's the lyrics.
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
And many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
And many a soldier lost his life blood on my blade
They finally hung me in the spring of '25
But I am still alive
I was a sailor
And I was born upon the tide
And with the sea I did abide
I sailed a schooner 'round the horn to Mexico
I went aloft to furl the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they say that I got killed
But I am living still
I was a dam builder
Across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called bolder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around
It all goes round and round and round and round
Ba, da da da da dum
I'll fly a starship
Across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a Highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will still remain
And I'll be back again
Ba ba ba ba ba, da da da da
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This is a poem by a 13th century islamic poet Rumi
The Way of Love
The Way of Love is not a subtle argument. The door there is
devastation. Birds make great circles of their freedom.
How do they learn it?
They fall.
And by falling, they're given wings.
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Thats by a group called the Highwaymen...
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Lovedogs by Rumi
One night a man was crying,
Allah! Allah!
His lips grew sweet with the praising,
Until a cynic said,
So! I have heard you
calling out, but have you ever
gotten any response?
The man had no answer to that.
He quit praying and fell into a confused sleep.
He dreamed he saw Khidr, the guide of souls,
in a thick, green foliage.
Why did you stop praising?
Because Ive never heard anything back
This longing you express is the return message
The grief you cry out from
Draws you toward union.
Your pure sadness
that wants help
is the secret cup.
Listen to the moan of a dog for its master.
That whining is the connection.
There are love dogs
no one knows the names of.
Give your life
to be one of them.
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hey stacer
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hows the brown state...
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no poetry Eagle?
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Something was messed up with my sound card driver, so I was reinstalling it. Seems to be working now.
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sound card aye...
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I need to gain a level... the idea of vomiting hamsters is disgusting
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Dang that was weird... somehow a different driver got installed over the real one. That's why it wasn't working.
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weird,... so its working now...
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Yeah, working now. Glad it wasn't anything serious. It would play all the windows sounds like minimize, maximize, etc, but no mp3s, wavs, sound recorder, etc.
The other day I was thinking of writing something titled the highwayman, like a poem or story or song or something... then I realized there is already too much stuff titled "The Highwayman".
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mp3's are overated...
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Yeah they are, but I got like 1000 of them on my computer, so why not load up media player and listen to some tunes? I actually like the windows audio format, its basically as small as mp3, sometimes smaller. Of course, my car CD player only does mp3, not windows so...
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by me-
In the dark of the night, a voice
Slow and sultry, salty and sweet
A shiver down the spine
Like warm honey on an ice cube
You're like the bee, busy at building me up
Fixing my inside and smoothing my outside.
But my skin is paper, and your voice is a balm.
Breathing half formed words that tickle my ears,
Taking my heart and wrapping it in your loving arms..
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H&G.
I've been in and out while checking on things for tomorrow. I keep forgetting little details, like exactly what time my plane leaves. Good thing I checked--it was 20 minutes earlier than I was thinking.
Which means I really ought to leave the house at 6:45-7. Which means I need to go to bed. Night.
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night Stacer.
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http://speeches.byu.edu/htmlfiles/Holland_Jeffrey_02_1982.html
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This is one of my favorites. It's Yeats. He was crazy, but he wrote some cool poems.
When You are Old
When you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
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Hmm, needs a bit more work
I sojourn beyond death for the promised land
A place for me that the gods have planned
A mind clouded with pain
Swiming in liquid fire
I heard my name as a legion of voices cried out
There is no suffering they go without
Forward I trod, with an empty hand
Its the passion that my heart demands
Filled with hills so green,
Water that is sweeter than fruit
And a diet of precious manaroot
Please let me into my place of pursuit
So foward I trod with nothing in hand
Let me into the place my heart demands
On the far shores of the river Styx I wait
Come now far as I can
No coin for the ferryman is my doomed fate
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To Lucasta, going beyond the Seas
By Richard Lovelace
1618-1658
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IF to be absent were to be
Away from thee;
Or that when I am gone
You or I were alone;
Then, my Lucasta, might I crave
Pity from blustering wind or swallowing wave.
But I'll not sigh one blast or gale
To swell my sail,
Or pay a tear to 'suage
The foaming blue god's rage;
For whether he will let me pass
Or no, I'm still as happy as I was.
Though seas and land betwixt us both,
Our faith and troth,
Like separated souls,
All time and space controls:
Above the highest sphere we meet
Unseen, unknown; and greet as Angels greet.
So then we do anticipate
Our after-fate,
And are alive i' the skies,
If thus our lips and eyes
Can speak like spirits unconfined
In Heaven, their earthy bodies left behind.
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That's cool, Charming.
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Thanks... its hard to write a poem in under an hour, at least for me, so I'll probably tweak it a bit later.
Actually, I want to also add a second verse where he starts swimming across the river.
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;)
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For Eagle
is he all alone, on the end of an electron paradise, where greek myth and modern magic mingle
as moon slides behind the clouds, and stars pulse in haughty brilliance. Are you out there, a SETI program in your own life, or do you wander blind between the firmament and loam.
He is the Eagle Prince, Noble King of carrion,
Fear him! and the power of his presence.
snatched from hades, for cunning crimes he's reticent
now to wander and to roam 'neathe the nether and gloam.
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wow
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better
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and yes gloam is a word...
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More Yeats. This one has to be read aloud.
Who will go drive with Fergus now,
And pierce the deep wood's woven shade,
And dance upon the level shore?
Young man, lift up your russet brow,
And lift your tender eyelids, maid,
And brood on hopes and fear no more.
And no more turn aside and brood
Upon love's bitter mystery;
For Fergus rules the brazen cars,
And rules the shadows of the wood,
And the white breast of the dim sea
And all dishevelled wandering stars.
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Cool, thanks Jeffe. I really like it.
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Yeats has a feel for sexy round mouth sounding poetry
I particularly like the slightly alliterative
"wood's woven shade"
the double "oo" sound is hot.
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glad you like it...
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This one is Hopkins. I love it.
Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee;
Not untwist—slack they may be—these last strands of man
In me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can;
Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be.
But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude on me
Thy wring-world right foot rock? lay a lionlimb against me? scan
With darksome devouring eyes my bruisèd bones? and fan,
O in turns of tempest, me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee?
Why? That my chaff might fly; my grain lie, sheer and clear.
Nay in all that toil, that coil, since (seems) I kissed the rod,
Hand rather, my heart lo! lapped strength, stole joy, would laugh, chéer.
Cheer whom though? the hero whose heaven-handling flung me, fóot tród
Me? or me that fought him? O which one? is it each one? That night, that year
Of now done darkness I wretch lay wrestling with (my God!) my God.
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I like the way the short phrases sound frantic, like the speaker is desperately trying to grasp something that is just barely eluding her.
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I think I got the second verse done
I sojourn beyond death for the promised land
A place for me that the gods have planned
Fear and doubt abound
I step into the waters
Like liquid fire, pain and passion I can't ignore
Both push me beyond mortal realm to distant shore
Is there a test that gods could create
That could keep men from the pearly gates?
Filled with hills so green,
Water that is sweeter than fruit
And a diet of precious manaroot
I will get that which I pursue
Should all I reach is the depths of these waters
My desire will still not falter
I'll claw my way through mud and sand
Whatever it takes to reach the promised lands.
There is no test which even gods create
That could keep me from those pearly gates.
This is my birthright given by the Fates.
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A Red, Red Rose
[Hear Red, Red Rose]
1794
Type: Poem
O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!
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nice Eagle.
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The strange thing about writing poems, they always seem to end up about something that wasn't my original idea.
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poems have their own life...
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Rose of All the World
I am here myself; as though this heave of effort
At starting other life, fulfilled my own;
Rose-leaves that whirl in colour round a core
Of seed-specks kindled lately and softly blown
By all the blood of the rose-bush into being -
Strange, that the urgent will in me, to set
My mouth on hers in kisses, and so softly
To bring together two strange sparks, beget
Another life from our lives, so should send
The innermost fire of my own dim soul out-spinning
And whirling in blossom of flame and being upon me!
That my completion of manhood should be the beginning
Another life from mine! For so it looks.
The seed is purpose, blossom accident.
The seed is all in all, the blossom lent
To crown the triumph of this new descent.
Is that it, woman? Does it strike you so?
The Great Breath blowing a tiny seed of fire
Fans out your petals for excess of flame,
Till all your being smokes with fine desire?
Or are we kindled, you and I, to be
One rose of wonderment upon the tree
Of perfect life, and is our possible seed
But the residuum of the ecstasy?
How will you have it? - the rose is all in all,
Or the ripe rose-fruits of the luscious fall?
The sharp begetting, or the child begot?
Our consummation matters, or does it not?
To me it seems the seed is just left over
From the red rose-flowers' fiery transience;
Just orts and slarts; berries that smoulder in the bush
Which burnt just now with marvellous immanence.
Blossom, my darling, blossom, be a rose
Of roses unchidden and purposeless; a rose
For rosiness only, without an ulterior motive;
For me it is more than enough if the flower unclose.
D. H. Lawrence
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Hmm, maybe I should try poetry again. I was just so bad at it before...
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You should...
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I just don't know how not to be bad at it, you know?
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Practice makes perfect.
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It helps me if I try singing it rather than reciting it.
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It's hard to practice when you're scared to suck.
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Yeah, like I'm not.
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At least you have the guts to try.
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you dont have to be scared..
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Yet scared I am.
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I'm putting my scared self to bed. Love y'all! Night!
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Fear is bred by fear
For you reap what you sow
So please take a care, my dear
Or was this something you didn't know?
Remember what I say
Life needs a careful eye
Your boat is coming in someday
Take a good look and see what I imply.
Everything is choice
Free will is mortal fate
What you choose will be voiced
Best shout it out before its too late.
Sometimes you have to take the uphill road
To find what gifts the Fates have bestowed
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bed for me too night
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Okay, I tweaked it around a bit, like I knew I would. So here is version 2.
THE PROMISED LANDS
I sojourn beyond death for the promised land
A place for me that the gods have planned
A mind clouded with pain
Swimming in liquid fire
I heard my name as the Host cried out:
You must suffer now or forever go without.
So I march forward with empty hands,
Following orders that Hope commands.
Filled with hills so green,
Water sweeter than fruit,
And a diet of precious manaroot.
Please let me into my place of pursuit
I left it all behind for the promised lands
Now I don't have the two coins Charon demands
Come now far as I can...
On the far shores of the river Styx I wait
No coin for the ferryman is my doomed fate
Spent all my life seeking promised lands
Only to get arrested by the Fates' remands
Fear and doubt abound
I step into the waters
Like liquid fire, pain and passion I can't ignore
Both push me beyond mortal realm to distant shore
Is there a test that gods could create
That would keep men from the pearly gates?
A green land of such repute,
That eternal joy is absolute.
A place to good to be true...
I will get that which I pursue...
Even if I drown in the river water
This one desire will not falter.
Be it the bottomless Abyss or the fiery lakes
Nothing will stop me from reaching those gates.
I'll write my own destiny and damn the Fates.
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so can fuzzy tell us more about her new and exciting job :D?
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Good evening, fellow Superflies!
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so can fuzzy tell us more about her new and exciting job :D?
Apparently not. ;)
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I guess not.
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Hey, you're a druid! That's cool.
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I know,... but I dont like to advertise since that bodice burning incident. I see your just a common swindler.
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And you are a Transcendentalist. Like Thoreau. Jeffe, until the next time I level up, or the point in time that I am no longer forced to read Walden, I like you slightly less.
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I think that Jeffe is more of an Emersonian.
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I know,... but I dont like to advertise since that bodice burning incident. I see your just a common swindler.
Calling me common? How could you? :'(
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No, and I'm transcendent not a Transcendentalist. Though I think I did eat a badger once...
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uncommon then...
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Very. ;)
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Emerson actually seems pretty cool, I think I remember that he had some pretty sage quotations.
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And we all know Jeffe is a former sage. Maybe that's what you transcended from, eh?
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To become...a...supersage...?
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Don't waste yourself in rejection, nor bark against the bad, but chant the beauty of the good.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
US essayist & poet (1803 - 1882)
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Alright, Jeffe, you win. :P
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Hey Fish, you're around the corner from me. Wanna go for a walk?
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yes...supersage...
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Hey Fish, you're around the corner from me. Wanna go for a walk?
Am I really? Sure! Where are you? I'm at the KMB.
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rock on
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I'm at the bottom of Rape Hill. Where should we meet?
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Do you want to meet in front of the botany pond down there? Does that work? (It's on 700, yes?)
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Botany pond's on 800. That's fine. I'll leave in about 3 minutes (changing shoes).
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K. I'll leave in a couple seconds.
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Be back later guys! :-*
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yep,... which begs the Provo question... Rape Hill? Who names a hill that...
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A rapist. Or, more probably, a Mormon.
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Im wondering if it was a proper name,... or just a nickname
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It's just a nickname. Wow. Hands frozen. Hard to type.
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odd nickname.... so how was the walk?
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Cold. It was nice and warm during the day, but it really dropped.
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Oh, and as far as the nickname goes, rumor has it that that's the place you're most likely to be attacked because of all the trees and it's not very well-lit, etc. I've actually heard of attacks there, too, so it's best not to walk there alone at night, and if you have to, to be alert.
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VA was like that sort of, except it got warm later..
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Have any interesting ideas for DnD traps? Arrows, falling bricks, and pits are getting boring.
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I like the box with an easy to disarm trap and an explosive rune inside,... or a demon..
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??
So you mean like a fake treasure chest that is traped, and all that is inside is some other trap?
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yeah... maybe its keeping something in, not someone out....
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Yeah, that works.
This is sort of a typical dungeon crawl through an underground maze to find a treasure, so I like the idea of some fakes.
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Kill em all
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It's a shame... when I'm on here "late" nobody is online at all, it being early morning. It's difficult to get into the SFNC spirit at 6pm.
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sorry... its been a tough week for superfly too....
You need to recruit more people :D
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Aw, poor diddoms Gophergirl. Whats the world coming to? Anyway, you know the 6am is still late at night :)
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*ahem* ignoring the above pointless jibing...
why the heck are you not online? Master_Xaio has become an endangered species on my msn list. Life can't be that busy.
edit: *pokes*
edit: *and again*
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Yeah, it has been for the most part actually. Now, its because I'm waiting for the latest version of msn to download, and can't be bothered installing trillian again.
But I've had a lot of visitors, as a heap of ppl I know are going away to uni (again!), in fact, you and bones will be most of the ppl left in coffs who I'm friends with... coolbies :S But yeah, will be on msn in about 20 mins max.
Besides, of course I'm endangered - I'm one of a kind. "You're an individual, just like everyone else" :)
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*Huffs and sulks about in a really irritating way*
Well, you weren't online before I left.
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Now calling the Superfly Nightcrew. Please report to a white courtesy telephone to receive your dosage of superflyness.
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Dose me up! I'm going through withdrawl!
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here
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Fuzzys such a trooper
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Happy Sunday!!!
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troop troop.
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Fuzzy stands accused of war crimes :o
Specifically, she was once a manager.
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Seeing "troop troop" next to your avatar is hilarious
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I aim to amuse.
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Yesssss... Im sure you do.
So, Sandra Dee is dead... is it time for a Greese marathon yet?
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*Archon shudders*
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Yesssss... Im sure you do.
So, Sandra Dee is dead... is it time for a Greese marathon yet?
You've lost me.
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Well first I was saying you do aim to amuse, and then I was bringing up a current event.
Sandra Dee died today...
as in the Song in Greese...
"Look at me Im Sandra Dee..."
Married to Bobby Darrin...
Acted in a ton of movies...
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Hey stacer, read you PM's :) :P
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Why is the nightcrew always so dead anymore?
Hmph.
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I'm free, but apparently I'm being accused of war criimes or something. Also, my laptop's AC adapter has decided to bite the dust, which means the joyous experience of calling Dell Tech support to try and get a new one (since fortunately it's under warranty).
My experiences with Dell tech support have not been positive in the past. This time I got a woman though, so we seem to be doing ok.
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Dealing with broken computers is one of my two least favorite things in the whole entire world. My condolences.
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Hmm. My fish was supposed to have a gray background, but it looks black to me.
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It ranks in my top 5....
shudder and Dell was the worst...
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looks grey to me Fishy.
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You have to look at it kind of close, but it is, after all, grey.
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Man Im getting a kick out of local music tonight.
DC has a funky dance music scene thats been around for 20 years or so called Go-Go... its bouncy pre hip-hop funk that just goes forever and has great percussion... Its danceable and singable... so fun...
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Why does it look black to some people and grey to others? It looked grey when I made it however many weeks ago.
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It has to do with monitor resolutions and number of colors displayed... and the quality of monitors...
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Hows your new Job fuzzy?
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It has to do with monitor resolutions and number of colors displayed... and the quality of monitors...
Lame.
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yes... everyone should have great monitors
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I'm now debating the merits of recoloring the fish over dialup. I must be really bored.
*Fish goes to find something unproductive to do
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I dont think my avatar is dynamic enough...
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It's not up to par with your usuals. ;D
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and It doesnt hae my chisled features
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Indeed. :P
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I can just see Jeffe with a Pinocchio avatar next to solve that problem.
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That'd be more like a carved face. Maybe Mt. Rushmore would be more appropriate.
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why I dont lie.
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Cant touch this....
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Yay. ;D
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That looks like Norton from the Honeymooners.
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*Fish giggles.
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Has anyone else noticed that we are in the corner?
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We've been there for about a month.
So, Archon, do you hate me or what?
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It does
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v97/maddrjeffe/Jeffatsea.jpg
its me at the helm of (driving) this
http://www.uscg.mil/lantarea/cutter/legare/Pictures1/Pics/Law%20Enforcement%20training.JPG
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Yes, I despise you. With the fire of a thousand suns. :)
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*Fishy glares at her dialup connection, and then turns her glare on Jeffe.
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:)
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Dont blame me... blame dialup...
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The boat picture is still loading, I'll have you know.
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its huge, I know, But I love that boat...
and hate her too you know... but 3 years of my life is tied to that steel coffin.
Good memories...
Imagine 185 days a year underway and the rest keeping her ship shape...
my first year was onboard... the whole year...
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Hows your new Job fuzzy?
Um, did I not regale you with the saga of the vanishing job?
The job that I was supposed to have in Draper starting this wednesday turned out to be not possible. I was told all through HR and the interview, everthing, $9/hr, full time, 7-3am.
Then I get up there for my first day and the person training me is like, "I don't know what they're smoking, but you're not paid hourly, this job pays piece-rate, and ou don't start until 8:30pm." And most of the employees do make from $9-10/hr equivalent, but then on the other side there's only about 4 or 5 hours of work a night and then you run out. Argh. So I told HR thanks for the offer, but it really changed a lot of things, and i couldn't accept it. HR apologized profusely for the "mix-up" and were really nice about it, but apart from the feasibility of the job, I don't know if I want to work for a company where the person who manages a department doesn't know anything about the jobs in said department.
So, still jobless.
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that sucks....
so have you found anything else...
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not really. Have been sending out more resumes and applications, and had an interview Friday that went fairly well, I think- but then I also saw the stack of resumes he had on his desk for just that one job. :-/
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Well I wish you luck...
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Hi Brenna!
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See. Told you.
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Um, so, yeah. I suck.
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Tell us something we don't know. :P
j/k
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Yeah. Tell me about it.
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That would be redundant, not my style. ;D
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That's okay. I heard you loud and clear the first time.
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Well don't get all down, its my birthday so try to have some fun.
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Happy evil birthday...
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Yeah too late.
Is it really your birthday? Happy Birthday, Charming!
*Fish blows a party horn in Eagle's general direction
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/me blows a blow gun in eagles direction
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Thanks.
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So how old are you
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26, so lets see... only like 9 more years until retirement age, right? Right?!? Woohoo! ;D
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or 1 more year till your insurence premium goes down
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So its good all-around.
I got the first 5 Hellsing magnas. That's all of them, but there is at least 1 more coming out. Probably like a thousand pages in total, which ended up being about 3 hours of reading. And that was going slow. Cool, but not very time consuming.
My sister got me some dvds and my brother got me Enemy Mine on dvd (that was one I had been trying to find for awhile), plus he took me out to Constantine, which I really liked. Pretty fun birthday so far, and I'm not even 3 hours into it yet. Although that news about Gonzo shaking hands with Charon is sad, I'll miss his books.
I think I'll go watch some more movies before I go to bed, so later! My birthday is a holiday, so hopefully everyone else has work off and can have some fun too! heh heh.
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enemy mine is one of my favorites..
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Happy Birthday again, Eagle.
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Happy Birthday Mr. Eagle.
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And a very merry unbirthday to you and you and you.
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Clean cup, clean cup, move down, move down, clean cup, clean cup, move down....
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Gratuitous picture post:
I got a new coat!
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v655/fuzzyoctopus/newcoat1.jpg
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Oh cute!
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what an awesome coat....
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That's a very bright green. And you almost seem sadly mistaken to be wearing it. But far be it from me to say such things!
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I like your hair in that picture too... and the glasses are killer
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Gemm, no offense, but your fashion advice is sadly misguided.
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I like the coats cut too... nice lines, nice lapel (wide but not too wide) the belt makes it more feminine. It would be really cute if it was double breasted...
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Then there's Jeffe, the veritable fashion king.
*Fish giggles
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what am I wrong?
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I don't guise myself to having any sort of fashion sense. In fact you shouldn't really listen to me on such matters.
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Jeffe--
You're not wrong. You're just funny.
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Funny smelling? Looking?
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I've been in that living room!
From which I borrowed a book. Fuzzy, PM me your mailing address so I can mail it back. I forgot to give it back to you Saturday.
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DOH!
At least your not alone, I guess its care package kind of week.
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How was Hildago, Stacer?
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Considering that I can neither smell nor see you, probably neither.
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oh well I can live with funny..
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http://www.ballyhoovintage.com/17/17062.html
I think this is a cool coat too...
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You should make a T-shirt out of that saying. I sure beats "I'm with stupid."
So why am I associating this with Get Fuzzy?
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http://www.ballyhoovintage.com/17/17062.html
I think this is a cool coat too...
Shaft! Or Starsky and Hutch.
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That would be cuter if it were black.
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I agree...
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Nah. That coat in black would be 80s
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I don't see that at all.
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Which is why I'm generally staying out of the fashion discussion.
<--------- No fashion sense.
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I've been in that living room!
From which I borrowed a book. Fuzzy, PM me your mailing address so I can mail it back. I forgot to give it back to you Saturday.
done! Did you get a chance to read it on the plane?
Thanks for all the compliments, everyone!!! I wanted that coat the first time I saw it, a month ago, but I was a good girl and waited for it to go on sale.
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How was Hildago, Stacer?
Loved it. In fact, I think I might want to own it myself. That and Shall We Dance? which I saw on the plane this morning. I saw the Japanese version several years ago and liked it, and I think the American version with Richard Gere really preserved the feeling of the original. Also makes me want to get out and dance again. I'd kind of given it up in the last few years, both because of my knees (which have affected my weight), and because I'm frustrated with trying to find dance partners. It made me think (once again) that I should just find a class and find partners through the class, like Brenna did when she was competing.
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done! Did you get a chance to read it on the plane?
No, I was a good girl and read my homework (except when I was watching Shall We Dance). But I plan on reading it on the T Thursday and Friday, then mailing it on Saturday, if that's okay.
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Works for me. :)
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I hate it when my husband makes a big point of taking the cell phone with him but then never actually answers it.
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My mother does that. She'll take the cell phone, but won't turn it on. Kinda defeats the purpose of having one.
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I have to say I hate it doubly when it's after midnight and I have no idea where he is.
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Yikes.
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So I plan on writing tomorrow...
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Writing what?
Or is that a stupid question?
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To Be Good
Im obssessive
A bit possessive
I dont know when to stop and when to be aggressive
Im a mess
Cant handle stress
I dont know when to lie and when to confess
I know I should
And I think I could
Try a little harder
To be good
Im lazy
Often hazy
I dont know when Im sane and when Im acting crazy
Im a crab
All things drab
I dont know when to drive and when to hail a cab
I know I should
And I think I could
Try a little harder
To be good
I’m obssessive
A bit possessive
I dont know when to stop and when to be aggressive
Im a mess
Cant handle stress
I dont know when to lie and when to confess
I know I should
And I think I could
Try a little harder
To be good
I know I should
And I think I could
Try a little harder
To be good
To be good
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http://www.mediumdesigngroup.com/dwell/index.html
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For some reason those look like bowling shoes to me. I guess you'd have to have the right style to pull them off.
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I could really see my brother-in-law Curt wearing those.
Let me put this into context. To our high school thespian graduation Curt wore a very nice suit and canvas keds that had the batman logo all over them.
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I like em... snazzy... and leather...
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I don't really care for the colors
In high school I had a big box full of chuck Taylor All Stars of assorted colors. As long as I had a left shoe and a right shoe, I was good.
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Ok, I can see that too. And it's kind of scary.
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My sister mixes and matches her converse, and I think it's awesome. I only have green ones, so no mixing and matching for me. Plus they're falling apart. :-/
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Hey Jeffe, where art thou?
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You beckon?
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Lol. You never emailed me. Punk. :P ;D
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I was so touched by yours that I was speechless.
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Riiiiiiight.
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seriously
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Okay. Wow then.