[5049] in Central_America
New quotes for Thu Aug 5
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Thu Aug 5 07:25:56 1993
Date: Thu, 5 Aug 93 07:25:11 -0400
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU
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castor (Carlos A. Rabell):
I'm out of here...
I might go to Grad School next year or something,
but for now I'm working on getting my P.E. license.
If you really want to reach me my phone number is
(809)781-2682.
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dscheple (Daniel Schepler):
{from system: This user's .plan file is not world-readable}
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hch (Hernando Cortina):
.. I'm IMAGINING a sensuous GIRAFFE, CAVORTING in the BACK ROOM
of a KOSHER DELI --
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nightowl (Sabani Ranaereth D'Lillith):
`Yes, II see the big green glow-in-the-dark house up on the hill.
There's a big dark forest between me and the big green glow-in-
the-dark house up on the hill, and a little old lady on a Hoover
vacuum cleaner screaming ``I'll get you, my little pretty, and
your little dog Toto too!'' ' I don't even *have* a little dog Toto!
`Now I can handle the big green glow-in-the-dark house up on the
hill, and the big dark forest, and the little old lady and this
very strange roooad you're sending me down --- kids, I've seen
yellow stripes down the middle of a road before, but, ah, never
quite that *wide*!'
"Existential Blues"
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nosaj (Jason M Sachs):
There were other parts of her just as stunning as her legs; she wasn't
like one of those girls that you follow down the street just to look
at and then when they get to the corner and turn onto a side
street, you see that their face has been melted off by acid or they're
really a man or even worse, they're perfectly beautiful but they're
evil-looking or cross or something instead of smiling like they're
supposed to be.
No, Macy was completely fine in her entirety, and it was better than
that; sculptors have years to design their own perfect females, but
after they finish, {\em Cassandra} or {\em Perpetua} or {\em Tax
Evasion} is left standing there dumbly to think ``Why didn't this guy
paint my skin at all?'' and ``Where are my clothes?'' and ``Hey! I
can't move!'' whereas Macy was alive and could move---at that very
moment, she was twiddling her thumbs!
-- from ``Seems to Me''
which I'm almost done writing.
(the above has no relation to the
plot, whatsoever.)
(well, not really.)
(okay, so I've been almost done
writing it for a while.)
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shabby (chris shabsin):
To get Sam Beckett to leap into me and take care of the next two years.
Lyrics:
Would she prefer it if I washed myself more often than I do
Would she prefer it if I took her to an opera or two
I could distort myself to be the perfect man
She might prefer me as I am
Sting, "She's Too Good For Me"
(FYI: I had this in my .plan long before Calvin had it in his! :-)
Signature:
-Chris Shabsin
-shabby@athena.mit.edu
-member, SIPB, PWLCSBHNM, MITMB, VWA, MITCC, PWN, LSI
- "What lane do you think you're in anyway?" - Scott
"*MY LANE*" - me
Plug:
Watch a terminal near you for Mercury Vapor, a Vaporware product, to
be positioned as a replacement for zephyr! Coming out some time this
or next century.
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sorokin (Jessie Stickgold-Sarah):
Bless the quiet of sleep
easing over the ravaged body, who quiets
the troubled waters of the mind to a pool
in which shines the placid broad face of the moon.
Bless the teaching of how to open
in love so all the doors and windows of the body
swing wide on their rusty hinges
and we give ourselves with both hands.
Bless what stirs in us compassion
for the hunger of the chickadee in the storm
starving for seeds we carry out,
the wounded cat wailing in the alley,
what shows us our face in a stranger,
who teaches us what we clutch shrivels
but what we give goes off in the world
carrying bread to people not yet born.
Bless the gift of memory
that breaks unbidden, released
from a flower or a cup of tea
so the dead move like rain through the room.
Bless what forces us to invent
goodness every morning and what never frees
us from the cost of knowledge, which is
to act on what we know again and again.
From
Amidah: on our feet we speak to you
Marge Piercy
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starflt (Derrick Kong):
Wild Blue Yonder
The Air Force decided to permit members of the service to carry
umbrellas, provided (1) it is raining; (2) the umbrella is black or dark
blue; and (3) it is held in the left hand, to leave the right free for
saluting.
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therese (Therese):
I'M TOO SEXY
I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan
And I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing
I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I do my little turn on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
And I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that
I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my too sexy for my too sexy for my
'Cos I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk yeah on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat
Poor pussy poor pussy cat
I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
And I'm too sexy for this song
--Right Said Fred
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