THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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Is that how you spell "wriggly"? I've had eight martinis. Ran out of olives. Onto dried apricots. Still some sorrow struggling, gasping, and thrashing to the surface. Anotherie thanks bartender. Who made martinis by pouring the gin and just glancing across at the vermouth? Churchill? All babies look like Churchill, except for the cigar. And the hat. J, Yahoo is playing up and won't let me talk to you. |
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there's a line in some noel coward(sp?) play that goes, "i pour the gin, then run into the other room and whisper 'vermouth'." i knew a guy who liked to quote that all the time. that was a good one, pez. now i have a vision of the space shuttle racing skyward on a stream of semen. |
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my dick is so big that climbers are forced to carry oxygen tanks. |
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my dick is so big i can't swim in the ocean anymore. kids mistake it for "free willy". |
(Noel Coward! Mwah, Droopy. The tape's in the mail.) |
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SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY!!! |
(this really is retarded. I don't know why I'm playing along) |
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momma's calling, pez. runalonghome, dinner's ready. |
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sure, i'm an innocent. i know nothing about sex or being discreet. i'll trust anyone and everyone i meet. and it's people like you who break it. i've been so afraid of saying anything wrong lately, that i've taken to hiding my words in secret places. i know they're capable of being great concepts, but they're not worth being shot down like that. goodbye. |
i've also been meaning to mention that i'm down in vancouver about once every month. lunch might be interestingly uncomfortable. whaddaya say? |
why? who am i that i have this control over you? you're angry because i am irresponsible with my words and therefore you cannot be? "momma's calling, pez. runalonghome, dinner's ready." yes, pez. you're right. and so is dave. in fact, i'm not sure what i was thinking when i wrote that. i'm an asshole. a total prick. i've been an asshole here since long before you got here. is that an excuse? no. there's really no excuse for what i wrote. does this mean you need to filter what you write or even go off and leave? no, not really. i'm one person. i'm sure other people like what you write. personally, "my dick is so big that i've been banned from the empire state building." doesn't even make sense. maybe someone enjoyed it. dave., maybe. you don't catch nearly as much hell from me as patrick does, and he continues to post his unfiltered stupid shit. i post plenty of stupid shit. for example, "momma's calling, pez. runalonghome, dinner's ready. " i'm sure that pissed off every sorabjiite in the state of washington. in fact, when agatha says she's going to kick my ass, i'm no longer going to think she's joking. so, i guess the lesson you could learn from all this is that your opinions and your words aren't good enough to defend. that anywhere you put them that catches a little flame is not worth your time. that your words are best left in locked boxes in secret holes, because only there you won't risk another person being critical of what you have to say. or you could have some spine and just write what you think, to hell with what anyone has to say. how many threads have you seen where i'm being slammed by everyone and their mother? does it make me stop? the point of human contact isn't to get a positive comment from every soul you stop on the street. your words aren't any more or less you depending on how many people agree or disagree with what you're saying. the lesson i think you'd be better of with is that other people's comments and critisims should be listened to, read, whatever. taken in, held against your views, and then either incorporated or discarded. comments are questions, not answers. no one NO ONE young or old, genius or simpleton, has all the answers to everything. no one is beyond learning something from someone else, whoever they may be. so if i post like an asshole, you can think "nate's right, i better not post" or you can think "nate's an asshole". and if someone tells you that chalking up a public square is wrong, you can bounce that off your soul and either agree or disagree. you are right, though. i've let myself sink into behaviors i don't particularly admire in myself. i don't write these things because of who you are, just my idea of what you are. i apologize for making you uncomfortable. i hate to think that my words would make anyone filter what they say. i don't want that responsbility. |
I mean, when Dave steps in to defend the maiden's honour, we're in a bad way. Yeah Nate was a total bitch and deserves a good smack in the chops. But Pez really should be able to stick up for herself or she shouldn't be allowed to roam freely on a keyboard. Saccarine sucks. Give Mama the real sugar. p.s. This really started as a dumb childish thread when I was drunk. But notice how the blokes have all avoided it? Interesting that. I really need to not post anymore. |
Could make sense, if it were so huge that it would do structural damage to the building, or it would violate fire codes by getting in the way of people exiting the building. I know this problem too well, for alas, I'm cursed with it. Pez, don't you see that this place is all one big game, that it's bait and switch every day -- bait some poor sucker into getting all hot under the collar, and when that fun dies down, switch to somebody else. Don't take it so seriously. |
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nate, i wouldn't really kick your ass, i would get dave to do it for me. i have poor muscle tone. when are you coming to visit? i remember when i used to let people hurt my feelings here and get all upset. somehow, it passed. i'm sure it will pass for you too, pez, if you decide to stick around. keep in mind that if you leave, you will be known as the girl that nate chased off the boards. fuck that. |
I used to let what people said to me here get me all worked up too, and then I just gave up. It's really much better for my blood pressure. |
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pez, just be here. be yourself. |
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Personally, I don't hear one voice more than others. It's not about something as small as individual personalities, but the collection of thoughts melding together. For me, it's about Antigone's forthrightness, J's potty mind, Czarina's quick quips, Nate's stoned meandering, Patrick missing the point, Dougie's good solid sense, Droopy bursting into song, Sarah's recipe for life, Dave's bitter-sweetness, Sem's alternate everything, Swine's...um..Swine's sumpin..and all the other wonderful, silly, important things people say to make me think and laugh and love. That's my sorabji.com. Yours is probably different. There have been millions of posts on these boards. This has been one of them. |
My post above responds to this post below. If I'm not making sense, adjust your antennae. |
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so I could pop out,and kick his ass. Or,at least,maybe have a try at a little leap across that bridge. Pez, your posts are entertaining.If there is one thing I have learned about life,it is that there is [unfortunately]no "wise man".No one who is all knowing,[except maybe Dave,on one of his good days],so con't to post,take the flack,we all do,but also know that there are personas here who do care about you,and your everyday realities.We can all be the "Butts of Life Brigrade",but many were here for me when I went thru some difficult deaths in my family,and it meant alot to me to have their kind thoughts.It really helped me deal with some very difficult issues.[Before I get all weepy,let me say thanks] Just be yourself.and be here |
My dicks so big,it dwarfs Mt. Everest. Ha!Top that! |
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what about being optimistic? is that just stupid? AM I STUPID, DAMMIT? |
My cunt's so huge I rent it out to the Navy for use as drydock for aircraft carriers. |
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my dick is awesome. |
You bunch of cry babies. I personally have little time to come here anymore. When I do show up, I expect blood. Not a bunch of recipe traders or crybabies "just wanting to be accepted". fuck you fuck you fuck you kill kill kill I am the Stinkcunt and I expect to be entertained goddammit!!! |
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Have a nice day. |
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And. Sorabji is the only language known to unite the world of men with that of the gods, and thereby is valuable beyond price for this virtue alone. But it can be a killing tool as well, ruthless upon the minds of an enemy if need be. --Magus Merlini, speaking of Y Lais, to Arthur, as quoted by Douglas Monroe, who no doubt gets assfucked here everyonceinawhile himself. |
Who are you? Barney the fucking dinosuar. |
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i've never done that before. now i feel icky. |
if y'all could only see the size of this woody! |
a special unfiltered THUMBS UP your ass nate and YOU TOO cat. I make plenty of sense, Im sorry you don't get it. Sounds like you all need to eat a dick.....(maybe not you dave, you ominipotent galactic cock-yielding fuck)... or possibly stay up till 5am, with people in your house doing blow and smoking all your hash. People you don't want there, especially the two obnoxious over-tanned nonsensical blondes your overzealous buddy brought back from the bar.... ONLY to shoots stills and key grip a movie the next day for nearly 15 hours.... feel my legs. |
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That was me. |
ok, it was like this. a concept film. no verbatum script. all digital. crew of 6, cast of 6. 2 cameramen, one is asst. director, angry sam is writer producer and director, one boom and DAT operator/ nico is running slate (you know the slates that you chop together before each scene with vital info on them) as well recording DAT minutes as well as craft services (food and catering). Im doing set stills all the while assisting with odd jobs (including asst. camera, set, lighting and sound) The fascinating part was production became a life if its own. Only a few of the actors knew one of the other actors. They had been briefed on the storyline. They had been familiarized with the other characters. However, as they night went on, they were given cards with 1-3 "motivations", such as "Joe acts surprised and even skeptical by Jessica's announcment" . The scene was a party of a 6 friends...with the two leads who got enegaged during sex the previous night and the dynamics that follow. Being a lot of improv, being under strict time constraints (we essentially had from sunset till sunup to shoot this) the production took a life of its own...an amorphous body growing as the night progressed. Scene modifictions took place...character adaptations happened due to actor interpretation....scenes got modified due to realistic circumstances...(i.e. we couldnt open the front door to show an exit because the door knob broke and couldnt be fixed in 5 minutes). It was a creation by all involed...everyone left their mark. It was fun, but everyone was frazzled by 7:30 am yesterday morning. Considering I hardly got any sleep Friday night...I slept from 8m to 5pm yesterday. I woke up feeling like i ran a marathon and had taken some serious narcotics. We got rougly 10 hours (5/camera) of footage, on top of an hour or two of footage shot prior.43 scenes, crew of 6, doing what would have taken a crew of 25 or more 14 days or more to make. Editing will clear 80% or more of that, but the results should be fascinating... we hope to do these high intensity films every few months. the next one is scheduled to be a horror flic...a genre that is extremely diffivult to be good at. |
Was this the same thing that you told me about with Sam? |
blow, movies, blondes....shit, what can i say. actually pretty funny, one of the guys at my house the other night was a friend of another guest and he was visiting LA for the weekend. And in one night, he managed to go to a "hip" bar, meet a blonde, do coke and get laid as the sun rose. I'd say he got his dose of LA in one night. But i swear, its not like that all the time...I swear. |
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my one night in LA will stand out for the rest of my life. city view, margaritas, convertibles, girls dancing to tom waits, lap dances, and locked house doors. (you know i've told the story of the smoking woman-used-to-be-a-man coochie a billion times.) |
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dave, i'm not in vancouver more than once or twice a year, but i'm in downtown portland just about every tuesday afternoon. discomfort can be a good thing. and, i want to apologize to everyone for being a big weenie. i need a roasting. |
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just email me when you know. |
http://inventors.about.com/science/inventors/library/inventors/blpez.htm |
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Whatever was I thinking. |
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I also lied a lot. Oh, well. |
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Hasn't Patrick stormed away from here at least once? You always come back. It's a sickness. I've always been DICKLESS. |
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treat me like a fool, treat me mean and cruel but love me wring my faithful heart, tear it all apart but love (won't you love me?) a-a-a-and if you ever go, darling, i'll be oh so lonely i'll be sad and blue, crying over you, dear, only i would beg and steal (beg and steal) ju-u-st to feel (just to feel) yo-our heart (i want your heart) beating close to mi-i-ine (so close to mine) a-a-a-nd if you ever go, darling, i'll be oh so lonely i'll be sad and blue, crying over you, dear, only i would beg and steal (he would beg and steal) ju-u-st to feel (yes, just to feel) yo-oo-our heart (i want your heart) beating close to mi-i-ine (so close to mine) a-a-a-nd if you ever go, darling, i'll be oh so lonely begging on my knees, all i ask is please please love me (ooooooooooooooohh, yeaaaaahh) |
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I was embarrassed after my recent mental outburst, but eh. It's now or never, come hold me tight Kiss me, my darling, be mine tonight |
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*ducks* |
Don't let my love of Elvis confuse you. I'm still as chaste as a lily. |
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i shit gonzo! flesh mons ridicule! corpus miner fortitude, wretched goose! fandango fresca! |
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as an example: "eeek! he made me a mix tape and i was surprised because it was all metal but i actually liked it! now all his friends are teasing me about being "his girl" and hitting on me and stuff. it's weird but i like him." |
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No----scratch that----I'm painfully, annoyingly chaste, all the time. |
Why am I giggling? |
or woman-secret. whichever. |
Secret looks so French, doesn't it? |
all things considered, the man-secret was the safe bet. do tell us about your man-secret. |
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fuck the french." And I intend to. Believe me. Met a guy from Paris in NYC two weekends ago. Had virtually non-stop monkey lovin for 12 hours. I'm visiting him in Philly tomorrow, and then he returns to Paris Monday. :) |
spider we are your surrogate italian family...its important you meet a nice fella with a good job. |
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No, neither the guy I went to lunch with nor the tease is a new man in my life. Does this make me a tease? I like it. |
"because what if someone saw the scapular and started thinking lustful thoughts? then it would be the case that this religious item inspired baseness, which is kind of tantalizing now that I think about it" "Can't remember what lower underwear I'm wearing, but my bra is this annoying thing that's made of some stiff material, so it pushes me into a weird shape (I'm not pointy by nature) and it feels weird when I move an arm across my chest." like those 60s torpedo tit bras? actually the word "tease" is bad for its negative connotation. id say "interesting". |
(Man, I hope I'm not going crazy again. It took me a while to respond because a few minutes ago you would have thought I was drunk, I was so giddy. Now I'm calm.) But I've talked about Elvis and my underwear before. That's nothing new or interesting. Nothing worthy of provoking questions about the status of my love life. Do you know something I don't? |
that's provoking. |
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You don't know how much this is amusing me. Or maybe you do. Imagine my smile. Time for lunch! |
spending my money, I didn't care I carried my friends out for a good time, buying bootleg liquor, champagne and wine Then I began to fall so low, I didn't have a friend, and no place to go So if I ever get my hand on a dollar again, I'm gonna hold on to it till them eagle's grin Nobody knows you when you down and out In my pocket not one penny, and my friends I haven't any But if I ever get on my feet again, then I'll meet my long lost friends It's mighty strange, without a doubt Nobody knows you when you down and out I mean when you down and out Mmmmm, when you're down and out, mmmmm, not one penny And my friends I haven't any, mmmmm, well I felt so low Nobody wants me round their door, mmmmm, without a doubt, No man can use you wen you down and out I mean when you down and out |
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next time i'm sending you bessie's "wild about that thing." heh. |
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What's the matter papa, please don't stop Don't you know I want it and I want it all? I'm wild about that thing, just give my bell a ring You touched my button, I'm wild about that thing could mean anything. |
It also doesn't help that I call my dad papa. Papà, really. And I have an issue with falling for older, father-like men. Oh, GROSS. Pick another song! |
according to some, i'm the end of "the golden 'l'". |
why don't you open a new thread and tell us all about it? |
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we did this by using the RANDOM book (Random House dictionary) and opening to any page and selecting a word to define our roles and our patron saints etc. When seeking our patron saint we came across Nelly Melba. Creator of melba toast. Aussie borne, shes also on the currency and was an opera singer. We found pictures of her on the internet, one of her even tweaking her nipples. (Dame Nelly Melba a whore indeedy) Anyway, we started thinking about what it takes to get on currency. Washington a slaveholder and pot farmer amongst other things...Lincoln, a 7 foot queer who looked years beyond his age...Jefferson, another slave owner and reknowned dope head....who else? |
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out of hand. |
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i was just testing reading comprehension. the latest crop is coming along nicely. |
where are you getting your mp3s these days? |
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mostly i've been putting my CDs into the computer. |
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did you ever subscribe to an alternate usenet provider? gnucleus is fairly easy for me because it takes so little attention. you fill up what you want, and then some day, long in the future, you are suprised with exactly what you were looking for so long ago. |
Here are a couple of squirts though they don't do the song justice more like space Time to find me in college we smoked copius amounts of dope to them, especially this album, More Like Space. |
try this if you have time. boards of canada pretty much exemplify what i'm talking about but there are many others. the compilation "putting the morr back in morrisey" is pretty much the bible for this genre. nate, for some freaky reason attbi added all the newsgroups. i never did get a premium server. they all seemed to have a catch. most of them are tiered services with upload limits. 50 megs a day or something like that. it never seemed worth it. musically, i pretty much have everything i want that i know of. i like usenet because i can sample stuff i never heard of and therefore wouldn't search for. lots of garbage to wade through, though. i mean what the fuck is up with the perpetual anne murray floods? |
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comforting thought: capitalism and murder aren't mutually exclusive. what are they gonna do when i'm bled dry -- kill me? or vice versa? then, thankfully, i woke up. my dick is soooo big. |
other night. Really great show. She told one joke and I was the only person who laughed. it was the one about the termite that walks into a pub and asks "is the bar tender here?" |
I love her. I am a Pirate Prude. Tell the joke, too. |
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hey dave what does it mean when Windows Media player says "reached end of file" when i try to play those tunes? |
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i've heard of them. should i keep an eye out? |
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keep an eye out indeed dave...they have tons of stuff out...the difference is, its american, distinctly american, but pretty damn cool nonetheless. more atmospheric i think than some of their european counterparts. I only have one of their early ambums Prazision and a 7" called Julius. Put it this way, on nights when ive done enough coke to kill a horse, they put me to sleep. audionarcotic. i'll give that app a spin. |
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winamp is great and has remained incredibly unbloated unlike realplayer and windows media player or some of the other audio suites. i will now pat myself on the back for a very good job ripping those. they sound great even at 128k. download 'em all and burn 'em to cd and play them in the car. i think all of those together are about 45 minutes of music. |
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by the way, i did read the earlier part of this thread. there are definately days when i would have responded to that statement as pez did, although i'm more the one to toss it off as i did and just be internally bruised by it. having the benefit of pez's prior experience though, i did not feel hurt. i'm hardly invincible, though. i am, however, resilient. |
itself is realy not at all different from Helium. Her band included bass, drums, cello, and one guy who played pedal steel, 6-string guitar, and keys. Mary played 12-string guitar, keys, and viola. At the end of her set, while the band was still playing, she got up from the keyboard and did this whole little dance routine, which Elizabeth said was the sort of thing you would do in the basement of your home when you were 12. |
but like "Ashe Bowie" i love her name. |
And by the way, where the fuck's Cat? And come back soon, Droopy and J and Cz. A nation turns its lonely eyes to you... |
I just read your post a bit above and saw only "i'm downloading an eagle in my mind." trip me. |
Hail, Dougie. xoxox |
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so i downloaded all the BOC tunes. Now, i want more. I downloaded gnucleus seeing nate's mention. Now im sitting here staring at this program wondering the fuck to do. i've never done any serious music downloads or file sharing so Im a complete idiot. i just want to grab tunes and create playlists on this machine for now. Where do I go within gnucleus network to search for music? |
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on the little window that has the basic and advanced tabs, and says Gnucleus real big, you'll see something that says Transfers. if you click that or double click it or something you'll get a winder with all your transfers on it. you can see the progress on the files you're looking for there. it's not failsafe, and it can take a long time to get what you want, but eventually you'll see success. i guess. my dick is so big i bought a case of coors longnecks without flinching. |
i suppose i want it with ease like the page where i downloaded the Boards of Canada mp3s. |
not the easiest to use but it allows you to select from all of the bitrates available. if you have a fast connection, you might as well choose higher bitrates. you have to download the satellite and have that running to actually download the files. sort alphabetically rather than by most popular and, once you've selected the band, you can search for the songs you want. there are even full albums, for instance: geogaddi the full album.mp3 will have the whole album. check - fuck, nevermind. they're caught up in a legal battle and have pulled all their listings. well, try morpheus or stick with gnutella. actually, morpheus is on gnutella, too. "i suppose i want it with ease like the page where i downloaded the Boards of Canada mp3s." glad you liked that stuff. that's my site if you didn't already know that. i could post other songs if you let me know what you want. did you like my picture of the yelm water tank? i thought it looked particularly big-pictureish. |
i saw those pics earlier when you took them and should have realized it was your page. it does look big picture-ish |
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Buncha sucka mcs. |
Limewire and Bear Share also have spyware, plus with the pop-up ads and the use of java, it can seriously slow your system down. I have been using Gnucleus and since they upgraded to 1.8 it seems to be running better. The only downside to gnucleus is that it does not allow you to be more specific in your search. Let's say you lost your mind and were looking for Brittney's latest oops my boobs are too big. You put brittney spears in the seach box, and you get .jpg, mpeg, mp3, avi, html, etc results. And most of the mpegs and avis are not Britteny, well spears anyway. |
1.8.4 seems to crash on me all the time. SOFTWARE SUCKS. COMPUTERS ARE THE SPERM OF SATAN. |
what's your e-mail address these days? |
lets see how long it takes. |
I have also been getting a lot ouf "out of memory" error messages. Some days the transfers go pretty quickly (I am Road Runner Cable Internet), and sometimes I never even get one to take. I think it depends on the hosts you find. I occasionally get fed up with it and look for other p2p clients, but always seem to come back to gnucleus. |
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what'cha got? |
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