Once its creator realized certain posts concerning his favorite writer were appearing on search engines the page entered a period of collapse. The pusillanimity of the comments of certain others regarding the creator's classical routines of insolence brought on the final deletion & word went the way of the Maya. Ughhh, he exclaimed, blogging's for the birds. Rest assured his poem to you is safe in his bitter little noggin & will be restored to you in a special edition of one by the waters of Cow Coulee.
Pusillanimous? From a guy who's afraid to have his page indexed? Frankly, Big Bird, the wounded child routine is getting stale. So you're an instigator; looks like you got what you asked for, just not what you expected. Life is like that. Wiping word puts you in the same boat with dear departed Pamela, except she really was a mixed up kid, and the last time I checked, you're adult-with-young. But she's gone, and you're still lurking about. Reminds me of the kid who "runs away from home" in the morning, then slinks back in for dinner. Not to worry, I guarantee ya: YOU ARE LOVED. But note the passive voice, and do something to activate it.
Pusillanimous, yes they were & absolutely. Afraid to be indexed,me, hardly; just mindfully respectful of the L(R) J Board of Literary Management & equally bored with a page of my own. Wounded child my hiney... this is the very essence of the absence of levity I found so odious in the first place...o the impotence of being earnest. The noms des plumes are just that. I mean, there's a reason there's no room for comments on The Arboretum, eh? Love, well this was never in doubt & endless as wine. Your brisltly & brotherly defensive posture toward our beloved leader is altogether touching nonetheless. Always lurking, never slinking & not the least bit anonymous, consider me
..a bore
Yeeeeeeeeehaw, are we really switching to the ad hominum strain again...you know our leader frowns on such pettiness. Not me though, I thrive on alpha egress, after all, I'm a buskid from New Jersey. I mean I HAVE seen your artwork Wilbur, styrene nodules in a plexiglass box were they ? But hey, who says a sentence is a complete thought ? Todo se lo debo a mi mano !
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IV
To Sleep I give my powers away;
My will is bondsman to the dark;
I sit within a helmless bark,
And with my heart I muse and say:
O heart, how fares it with thee now,
That thou should'st fail from thy desire
Who scarcely darest to inquire,
"What is it makes me beat so low?"
Something it is which thou hast lost,
Some pleasure from thine early years.
Break, thou deep vase of chilling tears,
That grief hath shaken into frost!
Such clouds of nameless trouble cross
All night below the darken'd eyes;
With morning wakes the will, and cries,
"Thou shalt not be the fool of loss."
Alfred Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam
From the OED online, new meanings were recently added to the following entries:
basket, n.
bollock,n.
colour, n.
combat, n.
crunchy, a.
crystal, n & a.
drag, v.
enjoy, v.
envelope, n.
forum, n.
gay, a, adv., & n.
gnarly,a.
gopher,n.
hump, n.
implicate, v.
package, n.
post, n.
post, v.
poster, n.
posting,n.
push-up, n. & a.
safe, a.
skinny, a. & n.
trigger, n.
whizz, n.
What they mean of course is new uses, new usage. I mean how can meaning be new? Is this the cat's pajamas or what?
What they mean of course is basket, be new.
What they mean of course is bollock, be new.
I mean how can meaning be colour?
I mean how can meaning be combat?
Is this the cat's crunchy crystal pajamas
or Is this the cat's drag,
enjoy new usage.
I mean Is this the envelope,
Is this the forum,
Is this the cat's gay,
gnarly, a
gopher,
how can meaning hump usage?
I mean how can meaning
implicate the cat's package?
Is this the post, of course,
poster, how can meaning be new posting?
Is this the cat's
push-up pajamas or what?
What they mean of course is safe.
I mean how can meaning be skinny?
What they trigger is new uses,
Is this the cat's whizz or what?
Looks like rope. Looks like rebar. Looks like really really beefy thread. Making fun of Oscar Wilde, shame on you boys. You sure are glad Bounty Hunting is illegal in Mexico, aren't you Higgy ?
You can say that again !
Mexico, a place so excellent they jail Born Again Bounty Hunters, vend cell phones in Coke machines, & provide totally uncensored internet access from the street for a mere peso ! Let's all move & plant the tree there !
Which that is that? Is that the that which would implicate the cat? Is that the this which would make the meaning miss?
The onus is upon us poets, as you know ; the squeeze is on. In the same way Salinger's Teddy tells us exactly where he is sick & tired of poems telling the sky what to do with our flash in the pan.
As if a little sadness & portentous ambiguity is all the fragile vessel of the lyric doth instill. Onerous
the boner of embarrassing forthrighteousness, I think not. Better to remain the annoying, unworried & squawking infantile messenger at midnight forever croaking: " Nevermore." Overheard,
underfoot, ignored, the noisome unnewsworthy nuisance, the truth; Brothers & sisters, blink your response ! Once for whatever, twice for why not ?
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- Black Bird 6-11-2003 6:52 pm
Pusillanimous? From a guy who's afraid to have his page indexed? Frankly, Big Bird, the wounded child routine is getting stale. So you're an instigator; looks like you got what you asked for, just not what you expected. Life is like that. Wiping word puts you in the same boat with dear departed Pamela, except she really was a mixed up kid, and the last time I checked, you're adult-with-young. But she's gone, and you're still lurking about. Reminds me of the kid who "runs away from home" in the morning, then slinks back in for dinner. Not to worry, I guarantee ya: YOU ARE LOVED. But note the passive voice, and do something to activate it.
- alex 6-12-2003 5:24 pm [add a comment]
Pusillanimous, yes they were & absolutely. Afraid to be indexed,me, hardly; just mindfully respectful of the L(R) J Board of Literary Management & equally bored with a page of my own. Wounded child my hiney... this is the very essence of the absence of levity I found so odious in the first place...o the impotence of being earnest. The noms des plumes are just that. I mean, there's a reason there's no room for comments on The Arboretum, eh? Love, well this was never in doubt & endless as wine. Your brisltly & brotherly defensive posture toward our beloved leader is altogether touching nonetheless. Always lurking, never slinking & not the least bit anonymous, consider me
- Sparse Bunting (guest) 6-12-2003 6:15 pm [add a comment] [edit]
..a bore
- bill 6-13-2003 12:03 am [add a comment]
Yeeeeeeeeehaw, are we really switching to the ad hominum strain again...you know our leader frowns on such pettiness. Not me though, I thrive on alpha egress, after all, I'm a buskid from New Jersey. I mean I HAVE seen your artwork Wilbur, styrene nodules in a plexiglass box were they ? But hey, who says a sentence is a complete thought ? Todo se lo debo a mi mano !
- Chismofocles (guest) 6-13-2003 4:28 am [add a comment] [edit]
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- bill 6-13-2003 7:12 pm [add a comment]
IV
To Sleep I give my powers away;
My will is bondsman to the dark;
I sit within a helmless bark,
And with my heart I muse and say:
O heart, how fares it with thee now,
That thou should'st fail from thy desire
Who scarcely darest to inquire,
"What is it makes me beat so low?"
Something it is which thou hast lost,
Some pleasure from thine early years.
Break, thou deep vase of chilling tears,
That grief hath shaken into frost!
Such clouds of nameless trouble cross
All night below the darken'd eyes;
With morning wakes the will, and cries,
"Thou shalt not be the fool of loss."
Alfred Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam
- Tom G 6-14-2003 3:28 am [add a comment]
From the OED online, new meanings were recently added to the following entries:
basket, n.
bollock,n.
colour, n.
combat, n.
crunchy, a.
crystal, n & a.
drag, v.
enjoy, v.
envelope, n.
forum, n.
gay, a, adv., & n.
gnarly,a.
gopher,n.
hump, n.
implicate, v.
package, n.
post, n.
post, v.
poster, n.
posting,n.
push-up, n. & a.
safe, a.
skinny, a. & n.
trigger, n.
whizz, n.
What they mean of course is new uses, new usage. I mean how can meaning be new? Is this the cat's pajamas or what?
- Lowly Worm (guest) 6-18-2003 4:19 am [add a comment] [edit]
What they mean of course is basket, be new.
What they mean of course is bollock, be new.
I mean how can meaning be colour?
I mean how can meaning be combat?
Is this the cat's crunchy crystal pajamas or Is this the cat's drag,
enjoy new usage. I mean Is this the envelope,
Is this the forum,
Is this the cat's gay,
gnarly, a
gopher,
how can meaning hump usage? I mean how can meaning
implicate the cat's package?
Is this the post, of course,
poster, how can meaning be new posting?
Is this the cat's
push-up pajamas or what?
What they mean of course is safe.
I mean how can meaning be skinny?
What they trigger is new uses,
Is this the cat's whizz or what?
- Tom G 6-19-2003 6:58 am [add a comment]
Simulacrum or El Mondo Nexus ? You decide. Either way I'm moving my sorry ass to Mexico.
- Higgs Boson (guest) 6-19-2003 9:01 am [add a comment] [edit]
Looks like rope. Looks like rebar. Looks like really really beefy thread. Making fun of Oscar Wilde, shame on you boys. You sure are glad Bounty Hunting is illegal in Mexico, aren't you Higgy ?
- Lowly (guest) 6-19-2003 7:35 pm [add a comment] [edit]
You can say that again !
- Senor H. Boson (guest) 6-19-2003 7:37 pm [add a comment] [edit]
Mexico, a place so excellent they jail Born Again Bounty Hunters, vend cell phones in Coke machines, & provide totally uncensored internet access from the street for a mere peso ! Let's all move & plant the tree there !
- Lowly (guest) 6-20-2003 12:48 am [add a comment] [edit]
Which that is that? Is that the that which would implicate the cat? Is that the this which would make the meaning miss?
- Tom G 6-20-2003 4:25 am [add a comment]
That is I am glad Mexico cans bounty hunters & bounties alike.
- Higgs (guest) 6-20-2003 5:24 am [add a comment] [edit]
The onus is upon us poets, as you know ; the squeeze is on. In the same way Salinger's Teddy tells us exactly where he is sick & tired of poems telling the sky what to do with our flash in the pan.
As if a little sadness & portentous ambiguity is all the fragile vessel of the lyric doth instill. Onerous
the boner of embarrassing forthrighteousness, I think not. Better to remain the annoying, unworried & squawking infantile messenger at midnight forever croaking: " Nevermore." Overheard,
underfoot, ignored, the noisome unnewsworthy nuisance, the truth; Brothers & sisters, blink your response ! Once for whatever, twice for why not ?
- Lowliest (guest) 6-23-2003 8:17 pm [add a comment] [edit]
Looks like a captive audience. Yer better off having a conversation with yer answering machine, Worm.
- Elmer Vadar (guest) 6-23-2003 8:32 pm [add a comment] [edit]
Quoth !
- Fr*nk (guest) 6-23-2003 9:45 pm [add a comment] [edit]
i am lost whats happening here??
- Skinny 6-23-2003 9:52 pm [add a comment]
Repartee, of course, seemingly internally generated along the lines of a left-handed smoke shifter.
The non linguistic items have elements of the rebus. Think of "Beau" Nash & John Wesley meeting
on the narrow pavement. Nash was brusque. "I never make way for a fool," he said. "Don't you? I always do," responded Wesley, stepping to one side.
- Frank (guest) 6-24-2003 7:10 pm [add a comment] [edit]
You gotta fight for your right to reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeparty !
- Chismofocles (guest) 6-24-2003 7:14 pm [add a comment] [edit]
Rodomontade !
- Requiem aeternam dona eis, Dom (guest) 6-24-2003 8:08 pm [add a comment] [edit]