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Subject: Re: site for sore feet
Date: Tue, 09 Sep 2003 23:48:50 -0400
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Paul Heslop wrote:
>
> elag wrote:
>
> > > :O) I can't recall the name of the place they live, somewhere on the
> > > coast and very exclusive if people's reactions when I mentioned it were
> > > anything to go by.
> >
> > When someone says that a place is "exclusive", presumably in an attempt
> > to impress, I must always ask: "Whom are you excluding?".
>
> ahah! my fault. I meant when I mentioned where they lived after she
> moved over there lots of people went "Oh, very posh!" etc. She is (or
> was) a young girl who left school and took a very poorly paid government
> run training course... ending up jetting round the world. I think she
> grew up and away from her family, but I still think she deserves credit
> for how far she went, I guess she lives the American dream.
The American dream makes me gag... its all about conspicuous consumption
and keeping up appearances. I dream about sleeping late, sowing dissent
and sculpting in the woods... I may be deported.
> >
> > > Damn my memory... one of the European sounding places
> > > like Venice?
> >
> > There is a Venice, California in the Vicinity of L.A.
>
> For some reason i think it's somewhere near Miami... but I could be
> wrong. My son was in L.A and he was nowhere near her.
There is one in Florida as well. The only place in Fla. that interests
me is the Everglades. Did you ever taste Alligator... tastes just like crocodile.
....
> > >
> > > I actually had many run ins with our lovely English bobbies, they're not
> > > all Dioxin of Dock Green :O)
> >
> > Of course the reference eluded me, but I finally figured it out. In
> > return I'll treat you to the lyrics for the theme song of "Car 54 Where
> > Are You?":
> >
> > There's a hold up in the Bronx,
> > Brooklyn's broken out in fights.
> > There's a traffic jam in Harlem
> > That's backed up to Jackson Heights.
> > There's a scout troup short a child,
> > Kruschev's due at Idlewild
> > Car 54, Where Are You?...
> >
> I used to watch that too! and didn't they do a remake in the 80s?
Yes, and let us never speak of it again.
You know I met Al Lewis (Schnauzer, Grandpa Munster) once. He had an
Italian Restaurant called "Grandpa's" in Greenwich Village for a while.
He even ran for Mayor once... might have been more interesting than
Jimmy Walker...
> > >
> > > wow. I should write a book :O)
> >
> > The story was interesting. If it were fleshed out a bit it might also
> > make a nice film script. Have you seen "Trainspotting"?
>
> Oh yes. We have a penchant for gritty northern dramas, and I guess we
> couldn't get more northern than Scotland. Personally I prefer the irish
> books by Roddy Doyle, which includes 'the Commitments.' he has a fine
> sense of humour, makes me chuckle aloud, but very down to earth too.
I hven't seen it, but it sounds good. I just thought that a bunch of
freewheeling vignettes in the style of "Trainspotting" might work with
that type of story.
>
> > >
> > > Cheers. I never even really thought about it before but on the immediate
> > > area, our street at least, there would be enough people willing to do
> > > something.
> >
> > Hey, I hope something positive does come of it, You see, the Usenet can
> > sometimes actually be of some use.
>
> Oh go on, you jest! :O)
The lion can terrify,
I can make a roar too!
The lion can switch his tail,
I can wag my tail too!
I'm as trustworthy as a sieve,
I hold on to my followers like a net.
I sing like a she-ass.
I can't stand a thief, whatever I see doesn't stay where it was.
I've gotten large from starvation, enormous from eating.
I breakfast on ten quarts, I dine on thirty,
I don't leave off till I've filled the 'bushel' to the brim.
The long, the short of them, there's none like me among the girls!
My limbs are elephantine, my face a hyena's,
I tower like a tortoise, I have no rival:
So much would my lover be loving me,
He keeps turning over, front and back, like a snared crab.
He wouldn't herd his ewes within a league? of the city gate because of me...
I'm frisky, I'm a lively one!
-Ancient Mesopotamian Jester's song
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