Month: November 2003


  • LOCK UP YOUR WALLETS AND PURSES!!


    November 29th 2003 is Buy Nothing Day, the self proclaimed festival of frugal living and culture jammers jamboree. It's a day where you challenge yourself, your family and friends to switch off from shopping and tune into life. Celebrated as a holiday by some, a street party by others - anyone can take part provided they spend a day without spending!


    NO PURCHASE NECESSARY!
    The challenge is to try simple living for a day, spend time with family and friends, rather than spend money on them. People make a pact with themselves to take a break from shopping as a personal experiment or public statement and the best thing is - IT'S FREE!!!


    http://www.buynothingday.co.uk/


     

  • Space station crew hears noise


    HOUSTON, Texas (AP) -- The crew aboard the international space station reported hearing a brief metallic crunching noise...


    Astronaut Mike Foale told NASA's Mission Control the noise sounded as if something had struck the aft end of the Russian module that houses the crew.


    "It sounded like a metal tin can kind of being expanded and compressed," Foale said. "It was a noise that lasted about a second. It sounded like an impact or something."

  • U.S. seizes, wife, daughter of top deputy to Saddam


    THE ASSOCIATED PRESS


    TIKRIT, Iraq - On Wednesday, the U.S. military arrested a wife and a daughter of a top Saddam Hussein deputy suspected of leading the anti-American insurgency. A top general said rebels are bringing in new leaders to help them bounce back from losses inflicted by an aggressive American campaign.


    MacDonald gave no details on why the wife and daughter were seized, but American forces have frequently arrested relatives of fugitives to interrogate them on their family member's whereabouts and as a way of putting pressure on the wanted men to surrender.


    From Timantec

  • "Feeling gratitude and not expressing it
    is like wrapping a present and not giving it."
    -- William Arthur Ward


    From contentedcow

  • Marriage   


    Should I get married? Should I be Good?
    Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustaus hood?
    Don't take her to movies but to cemeteries
    tell all about werewolf bathtubs and forked clarinets
    then desire her and kiss her and all the preliminaries
    and she going just so far and I understanding why
    not getting angry saying You must feel! It's beautiful to feel!
    Instead take her in my arms lean against an old crooked tombstone
    and woo her the entire night the constellations in the sky--


    When she introduces me to her parents
    back straightened, hair finally combed, strangled by a tie,
    should I sit knees together on their 3rd degree sofa
    and not ask Where's the bathroom?
    How else to feel other than I am,
    often thinking Flash Gordon soap--
    O how terrible it must be for a young man
    seated before a family and the family thinking
    We never saw him before! He wants our Mary Lou!
    After tea and homemade cookies they ask What do you do for a living?
    Should I tell them? Would they like me then?
    Say All right get married, we're losing a daughter
    but we're gaining a son--
    And should I then ask Where's the bathroom?


    O God, and the wedding! All her family and her friends
    and only a handful of mine all scroungy and bearded
    just waiting to get at the drinks and food--
    And the priest! He looking at me if I masturbated
    asking me Do you take this woman for your lawful wedded wife?
    And I trembling what to say say Pie Glue!
    I kiss the bride all those corny men slapping me on the back
    She's all yours, boy! Ha-ha-ha!
    And in their eyes you could see some obscene honeymoon going on--


    then all that absurd rice and clanky cans and shoes
    Niagara Falls! Hordes of us! Husbands! Wives! Flowers! Chocolates!
    All streaming into cozy hotels
    All going to do the same thing tonight
    The indifferent clerk he knowing what was going to happen
    The lobby zombies they knowing what
    The whistling elevator man he knowing
    The winking bellboy knowing
    Everybody knowing! I'd be almost inclined not to do anything!
    Stay up all night! Stare that hotel clerk in the eye!
    Screaming: I deny honeymoon! I deny honeymoon!
    running rampant into those almost climatic suites
    yelling Radio belly! Cat shovel!
    O I'd live in Niagara forever! in a dark cave beneath the Falls
    I'd sit there the Mad Honeymooner devising ways to break marriages, a scourge of bigamy a saint of divorce--


    But I should get married I should be good
    How nice it'd be to come home to her
    and sit by the fireplace and she in the kitchen
    aproned young and lovely wanting by baby
    and so happy about me she burns the roast beef
    and comes crying to me and I get up from my big papa chair
    saying Christmas teeth! Radiant brains! Apple deaf!
    God what a husband I'd make! Yes, I should get married!
    So much to do! like sneaking into Mr Jones' house late at night
    and cover his golf clubs with 1920 Norwegian books
    Like hanging a picture of Rimbaud on the lawnmower
    like pasting Tannu Tuva postage stamps all over the picket fence
    like when Mrs Kindhead comes to collect for the Community Chest
    grab her and tell her There are unfavorable omens in the sky!
    And when the mayor comes to get my vote tell him
    When are you going to stop people killing whales!
    And when the milkman comes leave him a note in the bottle
    Penguin dust, bring me penguin dust, I want penguin dust--


    Yet if I should get married and it's Connecticut and snow
    and she gives birth to a child and I am sleepless, worn,
    up for nights, head bowed against a quiet window, the past behind me,
    finding myself in the most common of situations a trembling man
    knowledged with responsibility not twig-smear not Roman coin soup--
    O what would that be like!
    Surely I'd give it for a nipple a rubber Tacitus
    For a rattle bag of broken Bach records
    Tack Della Francesca all over its crib
    Sew the Greek alphabet on its bib
    And build for its playpen a roofless Parthenon


    No, I doubt I'd be that kind of father
    not rural not snow no quiet window
    but hot smelly New York City
    seven flights up, roaches and rats in the walls
    a fat Reichian wife screeching over potatoes Get a job!
    And five nose running brats in love with Batman
    And the neighbors all toothless and dry haired
    like those hag masses of the 18th century
    all wanting to come in and watch TV
    The landlord wants his rent
    Grocery store Blue Cross Gas & Electric Knights of Columbus
    Impossible to lie back and dream Telephone snow, ghost parking--
    No! I should not get married and I should never get married!
    But--imagine if I were to marry a beautiful sophisticated woman
    tall and pale wearing an elegant black dress and long black gloves
    holding a cigarette holder in one hand and highball in the other
    and we lived high up a penthouse with a huge window
    from which we could see all of New York and even farther on clearer days
    No I can't imagine myself married to that pleasant prison dream--


    O but what about love? I forget love
    not that I am incapable of love
    it's just that I see love as odd as wearing shoes--
    I never wanted to marry a girl who was like my mother
    And Ingrid Bergman was always impossible
    And there maybe a girl now but she's already married
    And I don't like men and--
    but there's got to be somebody!
    Because what if I'm 60 years old and not married,
    all alone in furnished room with pee stains on my underwear
    and everybody else is married! All in the universe married but me!


    Ah, yet well I know that were a woman possible as I am possible
    then marriage would be possible--
    Like SHE in her lonely alien gaud waiting her Egyptian lover
    so I wait--bereft of 2,000 years and the bath of life.

    -Gregory Corso

  •  *Almost 1 million white (1,000,000)Americans were murdered, robbed, assaulted, or molested by black Americans in 1992. 132,000 blacks were murdered, robbed, assaulted, or molested by black Americans.

            *Blacks commit 50 times more violent crimes than whites.


              *An FBI report says blacks murder whites 18 times more than whites murder blacks.


    http://kkk.com/kidsnice11.htm




  • Volunteers needed to test 'orgasmatron' device

    Scientists are struggling to find women willing to try out a device dubbed the "orgasmatron".


    The electronic implant is said to cause instant sexual arousal at the flick of a switch.


    American researchers are investigating its potential for helping women who find it impossible to achieve orgasm.


    New Scientist magazine reports volunteers for the study are in short supply.




  • My wife being Peruvian tells me that people in these areas of the country always talk about seeing goblins. I'm from Puerto Rico, so I believe that this could be the Chupacabras.


    --Esteban Arias
    Cajamarca, Peru







  • Airline delivers feline popsicle, shrugs
    WCAU-TV 10 Philadelphia | 


    "[Sara Stano] said she chose Delta Airlines for their trip because it was the only airline that promised to allow all three cats as carry-on luggage. But Stano said when her family went to check-in, they were only allowed two cats as carry-on and were forced to check the other into the cargo area. Once they arrived, the cat was dead...


    'She said the man came up to her, handed her the kennel and just said, "Here's your cat, we don't know what happened" and he turned around and walked off."'"


    Read article...

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