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   *a super executive ADMIN takes his coffee mug away from face, sitting
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   ADMIN: “Yeaaaaahh yup… yup… yup… that’s him. MmmmHmmm…”

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   ADMIN: “right-right-right-right-right (*coffee glug*)… so what SCRW did 
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   Portentia: “‘Bowling.’”

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|| On a Very Hot Day in Equador || 

Hey Now!

OK -- ... ok... first (1st) off get this through your glick bank
BABY!  Forumers: "...{[...(...)]...}..." I do not have "varicose 
abscesses" thank you too very so much!  * try to get along 
with people -- try to LIKE people: OHYASURE!! -- I see 
how things are now..."they try...man how they try" ***lights
cigarette (which you should never do) under streetlamp
in Newark at 3:15 a.m. -- saunters -- quite trench coatishly 
alone & away to next street lamp where t*ght black-skirted
m*ll is waiting, with faux disinterest -- then THEY faux dis-
interestedly saunter a deux to next (Luxeme des Rue)* -- 
--basically this routine sort of is a lot of trench coat smoking 
and disingenuous sauntering... mostly...***

Item: I like the "stuffed" animals logo above-above -- I "have 
a friend" who has 8 of them.  But they don't know they're
"stuffed"...

Item: Yes... I think we can *blows smoke out into the cool
night air* ... see about "translating" the, ah ... Postemour
de Fransays "if that helps you" -- MR. INSIDER!!!! -- *smirk 
(that chills even the moll who in Sometimes Louche Little Bistros 
chews gum and fiddlelegs on b*r stool like a certain icon 
above-above... then while smirking and nodding too slowly he 
slow stares/wide-waves-too-relaxed match out for at least 4.5 
minutes while smirking: now SHE TOO too-slow-too-relaxed-nod-
ding*)

what!?? -- thought I heard that bell again... Dint y'all hear a ding...
it went like --> "ding" --> freaky forum hello? You dint hear
that?... Forumers: "...{[...(.look at each other..)]...}..." 

biblio & linkography:

http://www.blackdirtsquadron.org/planes/kh_chip.htm

for: re abscesses:  "A localized collection of **s in part of 
the b*dy, formed by tissue disintegration and surrounded 
by an inflamed area like this forum thread here." --OED  
PLZ, gentle readers, SEE::ALSO:: "THE FACTS IN THE 
CASE OF M. VALDEMAR"  can we use c*ps here or is
it yelling? 

http://www.sff.net/people/DoyleMacdonald/l_valdem.htm

V.A. == det*stable putr*sc*nce --and also please, gentle
readers, wyncha per re viz v. this Forum rem. of:
Dorothy Parker's *pregnant streetlight-people-type jerky
significance/disdain head toss here* people at the 
Algonquin's Thanatopsis Society (read: excuse to drink 
lunch M-F) aprés New Yorker Mag. A.M. Stuff.

http://www.electroasylum.com/genet/

A person I knew? Told me this once? She was in a, like
publique establishmon? And she saw Jean Genét standing
there? And he sauntered over in his open-shirted trench shirt? 
and said before she could speak, he goes: ""....Oui.. Je suis Genét...""

------------
-----------------------
------------------------------------;....Oui.. Je suis Rue d'Auseil...
*too slow cig-match wave-out saunter / head-jerk import-smirk*---------
*doc.extends.Doc *SHE tries to duplicate smirk-jerk disinterest -- but, 
fails: merely affording the onlooker a very abstract view as though
it were Carol Burnet out-take close-up combined with winning bust at
an avant garde peanut butter head sculpture -- well after judging -- 
on a very hot day in Equador **  [I hate those looks]

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                          Vol. 1, No. 1  


"You still working on the book, huh?" 

"Yeh Ronnie."

"What's it called again?" 

"Tales of Benzodiazapene Withdrawal." 

"Yeah, that's right. You gonna go over to the Shellington's later?"

"Don't know."

"They're showing a lecture motion picture, are you aware?" 

"Major Color Decisions of French Sports Car Corporations, 1950 to 1955, again?"

"Yeah, it's gonna be pretty wild. Hey Real Police Stories producers...duh-uuuuh...(!)" 

"Mmm, I might go to bed early..."  

"Hey, Dodobird, it's Saturday night, ya moogala, ya big crazy writer moogala. Oh, you think 
that Brad was right about it being a Mexican knock-off copyright infringement rip-off?" 

"uh(mm)...Well...I might go. They gonna have potato salad and  tomato salad?" 

"Yeah; that was really a close call that night, right?"

"I couldn't sleep." 

"Yeah. But we made it didn't we." 

"We made it, man." 

"[...]...You know you really shouldn't talk that way, pottie-mouth, ...I uh...[...]"
 
"Ronnie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that."

"Oh, and just, I'll sure -- I'll tell that to my Innerherbologist next week, I'm so 
happy you are just really sorry...you know, I think I'll turn in, I'm feeling out of sorts, 
and; I'm turning in now, so -- maybe you've got some things to think about." 

"Hey, Ronnomeister, the lecture film, Sports Colors..."

"Nah."

"Hey come on, I'll pipe-up the old Cabaret Voltaire Web site re-visitor machine." 

"Naw, it's kinda boring, really, I don't feel like all that stupid stuff, no more. I have to 
say this Raoul: it just does not challenge me." 

"Yeh, I feel that way too." 

"Yeah." 

"So, you want to get cleaned up and we'll go to the Shellington's? OK?" 
  
"Well, sure Raoul, I'm not going to hold anything against a trash-mouthed man forever." 

"That's the thing to do now fella, that's it." 

"Yeah. OK then...mmm...fella." 

"That's it." 

"I never lived with a writer before." 

"I understand Ronnie, I'll be more considerate, I honestly will." 

"....moogala...you nut...you writer nutguys are so Mr. Racytime...watch out they'll drop a 
sheet over you some day..."  

"Net." 

"Don't Raoul, I have wished explicitly not to be reminded of my mistakes with the KGB; oh, 
excuse me won't you, I'm too sorry, I mistook what you were saying just now for 
at least American Sincerity." 

"I'm no good, Ronnie. I can't control it anymore." 

"Get better, Raoul, feel better. Yeah...mmm, I'll see you at the Shellington's." 

"OK Ronnie then." (my comrade, I have hurt my comrade...) "I, uh...[...]"

.......
04-FEB-04
If y'all be nice to people -- I'll bring you 
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laying down. The mailman came to the box and put a 
letter in. It was from L____. I'd had a nightmarish 
relationship with her from 1978 until 1978. She was 
always telling me that she considered herself: 

              "Young and Beautiful."

It did not take much prompting to get this information.
A few weeks earlier I had sent her a poem of my own
device, which was delightful and boldly adventuresome,
in terms of form, content, style, and erudtion -- and
there was a certain "X" factor too... I considered it
quite charming. In her unremarkable letter she referred
once to this poem, flippantly (I suppose she thought
her exegesis very remarkably obscure; and a death blow),
by saying, "Chile is a free country too." (There had
been some riots, anarchy, in certain South American
countries within recent memory -- new governments
here and there, perpetually; she had been a busy-
minded student of late...) I wrote back. "That's 
because it's 'young and beautiful.'"    --Wallace db
GoooooooooooooDAY[!] 

    O! tonight I'll make my plans, don't worry about that!  
HA! Ya, I'll make them, sure, when they're asleep -- OHO!!  
Wouldn't they LOVVVE to STOP ME!!  [What's that??!]  Mm, 
just the ooze monkey I trapped in the refrigerator last 
time...HA! had me almost a little skittish of my own tail 
-- lousy stinking vermin from Andromeda; I have time for 
that sh*t?  HA! Ya but soon, I can tell you, my little 
friends - INSANE FOOLS! -- no no -- not you -- the "So 
Called" ~Others~ : oh my...aren't we all so Malt Liquor 
over there on Harvard Circle: no beer nuts over that way 
I'm -- Oh, soytenly! I'd love one Dr. Krackower...than/ 
!/--> Doctor Kra: How does he do that, here one minute 
gone in a VANISHMENT!! Well, they earn their keep I will 
say that, they do earn their keep, they have put in their 
dues to their keepers that's something "they" have never 
done FOOLTH & BATHTARDTH!! Let's all put on our pretty 
ballerina tutus and drink Malt LICK-ORRRR!! We're just 
so encore worthy if we live inna stucco dive 'stead of 
aluminum siding...YOU PEOPLE DON'T THINK I KNOW HOW MANY 
MICROPHONES YOU HAD PUT IN THAT SIDING -- HUH -- YOU!! 
-- I'll stucko you: like the ol' stucko, eh? -- I got some 
for ya: come on -O-HA!! YAAAAA!! come over on to my lot -- 
cross the line of Demascus or whoever -- see how far you 
get with that PLAN of aTAC!! Poobrain Crapheads! Call The 
Police alla time -- every _______ time dontcha (thankyou 
Doc, yes I am looking much beter, nice to have you noti/ 
!/-> there he goes again...hm...like to learn that one : 
Hey! shut up in that fridge, you spacimian...I'll let you 
out when I'm good and...) O and YA! they'd love that -- 
the Atmosphere Penetration Ooze Police -- (you actually 
think I'd fall for that -- microphones inna fridge BLAST 
THEM! -- instructions to the O-Monkeys -Aggh!!!- what if 
they can get out -- why you think they call em mon-KEYS, 
mon-KEYS) ha-HAAAAAAAAA!!  So that's Plan 9 from Outer 
Space is it?  [starts pouring gasoline over refridgerator] 
-- you HEAR that TINKLING sound you baboon ASSASSINS!!
ASSASSINS!! ASSASSINS!! -- that's not rented beer your 
hearing, BABY!! -- O~! I've GOT matches -/- why should I 
show you? -/- I'm tellin' YAAZZ I got matches -/- I DON'T 
drop to my KNEES to show any invasion force flop squad no 
STINKIN' matches -- IZZ you I'd turn down the temp control 
in your ~~fine stucco avacado~~ stuck up house you ______!!  
But I have to make my plans first -- ya ya -- ya -- that's 
it -- first good yeah...OK here's the pencil -- now...O -- 
HA!  ______ GREAT, this is GOING to SHOW THEM ALL!! -- mmm 
hmmm... and.... [covering secret plan with one arm, looks 
around slit-eyed] "'Art Bell is bullsh*t', ha? --So NOT!! 
-- Best teacher -I- ever had; this IS my lucky day
Art, sir, you said a mouthful with that one, my big High 
Commander Bell!!"
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         Well, the poetry, deeply muse ing move ing self imp prove ING
        ING ING
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        Aware of entry into mood woods wild and stagnant (flagrante).

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Posted by Trax on December 03, 1999 at 20:56:37:

In Reply to: Skull Kid in The Lost Woods? posted by Allen on 
December 
03, 1999
at 10:10:37:

Turn left straight at the beginning of the Lost Woods. You will 
see one of them. Hop on the cutted tree and play Saria's Song. 
I think he will give you some rupees. It's this same guy who buys 
you the skull mask.

Also, you can turn right at the beginning, then go down the ladder. 
You will encounter two other Skull Kids. Hop on the cutted tree and 
get your Ocarina. They will invite you to play the same notes as 
they will.

Here's a table :
# of notes award

First time : 3,4,5 --> A rupee
Second time : 3,4,5,6 --> 5 rupees
Third time : 3,4,5,6,7,8 --> Piece of heart

If you have trouble, e-mail me with all the details...

Trax

"--Gotcha, Trax...[...] and thank you...""
[->]Noo no no don't doooon't make fun of the
Midnight Gamesters -- that's mystery that's Espérance...
doon't do that WB.MSTR.ED [<----]

sorry, you're right, sorry, I love that bit -- you know --
I just found it on the Web accidentally: like, another one,
one day, like a note, at Leaky Wheelie Rentals inside of a 
cinder block hive -- left there by some 10-yr-old Love Hope-
ful -- I read it -- little all kind of resonant school paper 
note to nobody -- or who knows... you know? -- ya, ... you 
are right.

You are BLOODY CERTAINLY right LEFT TENANT...
They mount horses and ride into Pakistan... one looks back... moment...



    And To Help Explain Even More Fully The Quandary,
    Here Is The Beginning of,

    Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius
    [short story by Jorge Luis Borges;
    see Chapter 21, The Western Canon, (Bloom)
    -- Oh, I suppose you'll want a click-linq-o-matic ("...it's technical...") there now too!]

    I owe the discovery of Uqbar to the conjunction of a mirror and an encyclopedia. The mirror troubled the depths of a corridor in a country house on Gaona Street in Ramos Mejía; the encyclopedia is fallaciously called "The Anglo  American Cyclopedia" (New York, 1917) and is a literal but delinquent reprint of the "Encyclopedia Britannica" of 1902. The event took place some five years ago. Bioy Casares had had dinner with me that evening and we became lengthily engaged in a vast polemic concerning the composition of a novel in the first person, whose narrator would omit or disfigure the facts and indulge in various contradictions which would permit a few readers--very few readers--to prceive an atrocious or banal reality. From the remote depths of the corridor, the mirror spied upon us. We discovered (such a discovery is inevitable in the late hours of the night) that mirrors have something monstrous about them. Then Bioy Cesares recalled that one of the heresiarchs of Uqbar had declared that mirrors and copulation are abominable, because they increase the number of men. I asked him the origin of this memorable observation and he answered that it was reproduced in "The Anglo-American Cyclopedia", in its article on Uqbar. The house (which we had rented furnished) had a set of this work. On the last pages of Volume XLVI we found an article on Upsala; on the first pages of Volume XLVII one on Ural-Altaic Languages, but not a word about Uqbar. Bioy, a bit taken aback, con- sulted the volumes of the index. In vain he exhausted all of the imaginable spellings: Ukbar, Ucbar, Ooqbar, Ookbar, Oukbahr . . .

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