[1002] in Central_America
New quotes for Wed Oct 19
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Wed Oct 19 01:29:09 1988
Date: Wed, 19 Oct 88 01:29:00 EDT
From: Initializer.SysDaemon <root@CHARON.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@bloom-beacon.mit.edu
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dachurch (Douglas A. Church):
I don't know about your dreams
but mine are, well, sorta hackneyed
the same thing night after night
just this, repetitive...
And the color is really bad
and the themes are just infantile
And you always get what you want
and that's just not the way life is
- "Talk Normal", Laurie Anderson, _Home of the Brave_
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dkk (David K Krikorian):
"Never could understand why everyone wants to kill me right after I
introduce myself... "
I don't know the origin of this line, but I found it in
a usenet signature.
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jmh (J Michael Hammond):
Getting out of Texas around 5:30pm on 20 December 1988.
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The big question is, will they let me have personal-use network
access at my next job? The answer might well be no. That
would be a Bad Thing.
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"And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, *still* is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming
And the twilight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore."
-need you ask?
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jtkohl (John T Kohl):
Hoyda, Jolly Rutterkin, hoyda!
Like a rutter hoyda.
Rutterkin is come unto our town
In a cloak without coat or gown,
Save a ragged hood to cover his crown,
Like a rutter hoyda.
Rutterkin can speak no English,
His tongue runneth all on buttered fish,
Besmeared with grease about his dish,
Like a rutter hoyda.
Rutterkin shall bring you all good luck,
A stoup of beer up at a pluck,
Till his brain be as wise as a duck,
Like a rutter hoyda.
What now, let see,
Who looketh on me,
Well round about,
How gay and how stout
That I can wear
Courtly my gear.
My hair brusheth
So pleasantly,
My robe rusheth
So ruttingly,
Meseem I fly,
I am so light
To dance delight.
Properly dressed,
All point devise,
My person pressed
Beyond all size
Of the new guise,
To rush it out
In every rout.
Beyond measure
My sleeve is wide,
All of pleasure
My hose strait tied,
My buskin wide
Rich to behold,
Glittering in gold.
Rutterkin is come unto our town
In a cloak without coat or gown,
Save a ragged hood to cover his crown,
Like a rutter hoyda.
--- End of Central America ---
