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alloy-digest Friday, April 13 2001 Volume 06 : Number 093
Today's Subjects:
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Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question? [CRACKERS <crackers@hwc]
Re: Alloy: Wizzie Removal [Elaine Linstruth <elaine@qnet.com>]
Re: Alloy: Countries (OT) [Elaine Linstruth <elaine@qnet.com>]
Alloy: Palo Alto here I come! [jonathan.chiddick@nokia.com]
Alloy: Chicken Lorry Blues and Rolls Royce High Life...... ["Tim Hudson" ]
Re: Alloy: Chicken Lorry Blues and Rolls Royce High Life...... [Robin Thu]
Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question? [Robin Thurlow <rthurlo]
Alloy: God Bless America.... no phobias here! ["Ian Gifford" <igifford@ho]
Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question? ["Keith Stansell" <Keit]
Re: Alloy: Countries (OT) [CRACKERS <crackers@hwcn.org>]
Re: Alloy: Chicken Lorry Blues and Rolls Royce High Life...... [CRACKERS ]
Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question? [CRACKERS <crackers@hwc]
Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question? ["Robin" <rthurlow@worl]
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 03:13:49 -0400 (EDT)
From: CRACKERS <crackers@hwcn.org>
Subject: Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question?
On Wed, 11 Apr 2001, Mary A. Brown wrote:
> perhaps the answer is, "Yes, but badly". He does play a mean
> tambourine, though. He played it with one hand while the other
> manned the synth at the Soft Boys concert the other night.
I once had a dream where Thomas Dolby played a violin he made himself out
of maple. Entirely out of maple, bow, bow hairs, strings, all maple. He
also jumped around and went "Woohoo woohoo woohoo" like Daffy duck.
Let's see him do THAT in the Paris Metro.
CRACKERS
(Dream weaver from hell!!!!!)
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Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2001 22:14:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Elaine Linstruth <elaine@qnet.com>
Subject: Re: Alloy: Wizzie Removal
On Tue, 10 Apr 2001, Jon Drukman wrote:
> yeah they gave me valium the night before and the morning of to relax
> me. then nitrous when i was sitting in the chair to make me stoned as
> hell. then the iv drip (sodium pentathol or something similar i guess) and
> the next thing i knew i was waking up, shivering uncontrollably. they said
> "are you cold?" i said "i don't know, why?" they said "you're
> shivering!" i said "am i? oh."
>
> then they wheeled me out and the rest of the week was a blur of codeine
> flavored tylenol and crash bandicoot.
>
> it's not so bad all in all.
Just to add to the (surprisingly) diverse reactions to general anesthesia
& wisdom teeth -- in my case, I remember counting 100-99-98- and then
waking up in a little room on a bed. It was brightly colored and warm,
and I felt my cheeks (all stuffed with cotton swabbing) and then for some
inexplicable reason, burst into tears. I have yet to hear such plaintive
wailing and sobbing from myself again, and it was the oddest thing --
because I wasn't sad or upset in any way. A nurse said, "are you okay?"
and I said, "I don't know? Why am I crying?" She said, "that's normal.
Your emotions are coming back online after being put to sleep. Don't
worry about it." Sure enough, within 90 seconds or so, I was dry-eyed and
wondering what the hell THAT was.
My husband met me in the waiting room (he said "wow - that was quick." I
was only in there 15-20 minutes) and took me home. I remember the oral
surgeon giving him the Rx for painkillers and telling him Do Not Let The
Medicine Wear Off. That was good advice. Within two days I felt nearly
normal, and have never had a problem since. That was oh... 8 or 9 years
ago.
Don't worry Barbara, it'll be fine. Just uncomfortable for a few days,
and then you'll have a wisdom-tooth story to share like we do. :-)
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Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2001 22:36:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Elaine Linstruth <elaine@qnet.com>
Subject: Re: Alloy: Countries (OT)
> My three biggest phobias the thought of which can keep me awake at night
> 1)Tornados, 2)Sharks, 3)Being in the USA when the sun goes down.
I got a chuckle out of this one. I can only imagine how the media
portrays America. To be honest, I've never seen a gun anywhere but target
practice ranges and gun stores; however, if you want to add crack-smoking
and fist fighting, you'll have to add two more cities to your Do Not Visit
list: DC and Las Vegas. Abundant supply of each, in my experience. I'm
pretty sure Vegas tries to keep its act clean, but the free alcohol and
round-the-clock casinos get the best of people, I guess. DC after
nightfall can be scary. I worked in NW Washington DC for about 4 years,
and only got more and more antsy, not less. Then again, maybe I'm just a
wuss.
In general though, it doesn't seem like America is necessarily any more
dangerous than other places. There are some countries I wouldn't visit.
Shocking stories sometimes follow people who visit Mexico from southern
CA, for example.
Are there any scary Canadian cities?
> CRACKERS
> (I think the Wizard Of Oz gave me the fear of tornados... and flying
> monkeys from hell!!!)
Mike Myers carried the same fear, except for him they fly out of his butt.
:)
Elaine
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 12:18:05 +0300
From: jonathan.chiddick@nokia.com
Subject: Alloy: Palo Alto here I come!
Thanks Monya for the hints and tips. I'll be there for a whole week so I'll
probably be able to try the all!
Cheers!
Jon
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 12:50:14 +0000
From: "Tim Hudson" <tim_hudson@zdnetonebox.com>
Subject: Alloy: Chicken Lorry Blues and Rolls Royce High Life......
Hi, everyone,
RE: The Thomas play Guitar question - Yes !! Your're right. I do remember
reading about that on his web site but totally forgot because I was so
amused at the thought of him hitching a lift to Paris in a refrigerated
Chicken Lorry.......
Somewhere out there now is a a bloke saying
" Ere - I ad that Thomas Dolby bloke in the back of my cab once"
actually theres a nice inversion here - that the star is talking about
the chicken lorry driver......
I think thats what makes TMDR a cool dude - not because of the refridgeration
- - but because he comes across as just being a normal (albeit very musically
gifted and thoughtful) bloke. Cant imagine other famous people sharing
a personal story like this so honestly.
On the subject of hitching a lift..
I once managed to thumb a lift off a Rolls Royce in Dorking Surrey in
England with my long haired friend Mark. We were a bit blitzed at the
time being 17 going on 18 and being adventurous... courtesy of Marks
strange friend Wayne....
Still - at least I can say I have been stoned in the back of a Rolls
Royce. No idea who it was who stopped to pick us up near Box Hill.....
Anyone else got any unusual Hitch hiking experiences to Match Mr Dolbys
Frozen Chicken Lorry Ride to Paris?
Yours - closer to Paris these days than Box Hill and straighter than
straight but still smiling......
Tim.
p.s. Claret and Blue Joke from Trevor amused me.........no relation of
course to Upton Park and West Ham United by any chance......?
- --
Tim Hudson
tim_hudson@zdnetonebox.com - email
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 11:34:50 -0400
From: Robin Thurlow <rthurlow@binghamton.edu>
Subject: Re: Alloy: Chicken Lorry Blues and Rolls Royce High Life......
Tim Hudson wrote:
> Anyone else got any unusual Hitch hiking experiences to Match Mr Dolbys
> Frozen Chicken Lorry Ride to Paris?
Not me personally, but I remember my architechture professor telling of
the exact same kind of thing. He was trying to get to Paris from his
home in England as a young man and ended up riding in the back of a
lorry carrying strawberries... but only in exchange for helping the
driver haul the entire strawberry shipment back off the truck when they
got to Paris. He said it took him all day and then he muttered: "bloody
strawberies..."
xxxx :)
Robin T
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 11:39:06 -0400
From: Robin Thurlow <rthurlow@binghamton.edu>
Subject: Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question?
CRACKERS wrote:
> I once had a dream where Thomas Dolby played a violin he made himself out
> of maple. Entirely out of maple, bow, bow hairs, strings, all maple. He
> also jumped around and went "Woohoo woohoo woohoo" like Daffy duck.
This is from the same dream of yours in which he chucked the modern
world and went off to live with a family of Sasquatches in the Northern
woods, isn't it? For some reason, this sticks in my mind. I love
hearing about dreams, especially Crackers' dreams.
xxxx
Robin T
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 12:00:54 -0400
From: "Ian Gifford" <igifford@hotmail.com>
Subject: Alloy: God Bless America.... no phobias here!
> > Crackers, your USA phobia is interesting, but I assure you
>(and I'm sure you've been told this many times) most of the US is really
>very boring to be in after the sun goes down.
...but while the sun is up..... look out!!!
I grew up in Sarnia Ontario which has twin bridges leading to Port Huron
Michigan about an hour from Detroit. I used to go to concerts and such all
the time in Detroit. My dad used to deal alot with 2nd hand restaurant and
store-supply dealers there and once in a while would take me with him. One
(Canadian) thanksgiving weekend when I was about 12, he took me to Detroit
to pick up clothing racks for the Goodwill store that he was Executive
Director for. I roamed around this fantastic warehouse oggling thousands of
manequins (sp?) and coke signs/fridges, stainless steel thingamajigs by the
hundred etc. etc.
It was an exciting little romp, but only for so long... so my dad passes me
5 bucks and says "go to that greasy spoon down the street and get us 2
cheeseburgers and cokes" I was thrilled and said "sure"
Well, There was a young man (about 25) there, whose father owned the
warehouse and he was processing my dads order when he asked where the "young
fella" was. My dad told him he sent me for food... apparently without
blinking the guy starts off towards the greasy spoon with my dad following
him. As he walked (rather quickly) he said to my dad "Are you nuts?? YOU
DON'T SEND A 12 YEAR OLD WHITE KID WITH MONEY IN HIS HAND THROUGH THIS
NEIGHBORHOOD.... WE'LL BE LUCKY IF HIS THROAT ISN'T SLIT ALREADY" and he
threw his jacket open, exposing the 32cal. pistol stuffed into his belt.
SO there I was standing in the Diner waiting for the food order when my Dad
and the other fellow burst in a little excitedly. The guy my dad was with
looked into the corner of the diner and noticed the two Detroit Constables
sitting eating their lunch and pulls his coat back around his waist,
concealing the pistol and giving them a nod. It wasn't till we got home to
Sarnia that I found out what happened, when my Dad was telling my mom. I
heard this and laughed, but was still pretty impressed. I mean... here I am
in Detroit, one of the toughest crime centres in all of the U.S. and some
guy is coming to my rescue Gun at the ready... This was fuel for the
greatest "How I spent my thanksgiving holidays" story ever.
Even after that, I have never feared Detroit, or Toronto, or Atlanta or
whatever other big City I have been in. New Orleans at Mardi Gras, however,
is a different story....
Ian
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 10:05:21 -0600
From: "Keith Stansell" <Keith@Stansell.com>
Subject: Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question?
Why do I never have dreams like that? I rarely ever remember my dreams,
except for one I had last night.
In my dream I had awoken from an afternoon nap and I was in a bit of a panic
because I thought I had overslept and missed my chemistry class. I thought
there may have been an exam so I couldn't skip the class. I also couldn't
remember the exact time of the class was so I wasn't totally sure if I was
late or not.
I woke up anxious and in order to calm down had to remind myself that:
a. I am not taking any chemistry classes.
b. I haven't had a chemistry class or any other college classes for that
matter in the past 11 years, and
c. That I have my degree and have been in the working world for the past 11
years.
Any one out there want to analyze that? Am I anxious because I haven't
finished my taxes yet? What does it all mean? Why chemistry?
- -Keith
- ----- Original Message -----
From: "Robin Thurlow" <rthurlow@binghamton.edu>
To: <alloy@smoe.org>
Sent: Thursday, April 12, 2001 9:39 AM
Subject: Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question?
>
> CRACKERS wrote:
> > I once had a dream where Thomas Dolby played a violin he made himself
out
> > of maple. Entirely out of maple, bow, bow hairs, strings, all maple. He
> > also jumped around and went "Woohoo woohoo woohoo" like Daffy duck.
>
> This is from the same dream of yours in which he chucked the modern
> world and went off to live with a family of Sasquatches in the Northern
> woods, isn't it? For some reason, this sticks in my mind. I love
> hearing about dreams, especially Crackers' dreams.
>
> xxxx
> Robin T
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 12:48:55 -0400 (EDT)
From: CRACKERS <crackers@hwcn.org>
Subject: Re: Alloy: Countries (OT)
On Wed, 11 Apr 2001, Elaine Linstruth wrote:
> Are there any scary Canadian cities?
Montreal, and ironically enough Hamilton (the city where I live) are
dangerous places. In Montreal you run the risk of getting caught in a
biker gang-war cross fire and in Hamilton you run the risk of getting
stabbed in the neck with a screw driver by an incoherent crack-fiend. A
lovely little group of people from the states, called the Crips I believe,
noticed about 5 years ago that Canada was horribly crack deficient and
decided to use Hamilton as their launching point for a Canadian Crack
empire. They've been remarkably succesful at it too and our police force
has no real idea how to deal with a crack epidemic.
I suggested rather than trying to deal with the problem by confronting the
source of the crack (which is usually well hidden and well armed and
requires a lot of investigative work) it might simply be more pragmatic to
deal with the problem by eliminating the customer base instead. Start
selling lethal poison crack (but not one that kills absolutely
immediately so as not to arouse suspiscion) at discount prices. Crackheads
all drop dead and with nobody to buy thier crack the Crips move on to
greener pastures.
Appearently my suggestion while very easy to impliment and extremely
effective is also very illegal and makes people feel socially
uncomfortable. Still it was nice to see author Sheri S. Tepper champion my
position in her last book "A Plague Of Angels".
We tried having a police helicopter fly around the city at night but all
we learned from that is crackheads arn't afraid of police helicopters.
Parts of Ottawa are likewise dangerous, as are parts of Toronto. But
Ottawa and Toronto lack the filthy, gritty charm that a festering stink
hole like Hamilton has.
How ironic that when the director of the movie Canadian Bacon wanted a
location to film that exemplified everything he feels is wrong with the
United States he picked Hamilton.
CRACKERS
(You'll come for the pollution, but you'll stay for the
imported crack from hell!!)
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 12:58:08 -0400 (EDT)
From: CRACKERS <crackers@hwcn.org>
Subject: Re: Alloy: Chicken Lorry Blues and Rolls Royce High Life......
On Thu, 12 Apr 2001, Tim Hudson wrote:
> I once managed to thumb a lift off a Rolls Royce in Dorking Surrey in
I just love the names of places in England especially the ones that sound
sexually suggestive.
Guy 1: Hey, where's Joe. i thought he was coming out tonight.
Guy 2: Nah, I called him but he's staying home tonight Dorking Surrey.
Guy 1: Jeeze Louise, he's always Dorking Surrey.
Thug 2: Yeah.
Crackers
(Exhasted from Dorking Surrey from hell!!!)
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 13:13:17 -0400 (EDT)
From: CRACKERS <crackers@hwcn.org>
Subject: Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question?
On Thu, 12 Apr 2001, Robin Thurlow wrote:
> This is from the same dream of yours in which he chucked the modern
> world and went off to live with a family of Sasquatches in the Northern
> woods, isn't it? For some reason, this sticks in my mind. I love
> hearing about dreams, especially Crackers' dreams.
No it was from a dream where I was visiting my old highschool in Pembroke
and discovered that Thomas was a professor there (albeit a somewhat loopy
one). It was the dream where I met his wife too and she gave me a lift
home in her 1962 GTO ferrari, which although it was green in colour she
told me was the inspiration for Thomas' song.
What was funny about this dream was when I told my wife about it.
Throughout the dream Thomas was acting in a very goofy (almost to the
level of being obnoxious) and excentric manner. His wife was there
tolerating his oddness with a great deal of patience while he was bouncing
around the parkinglot acting like a goof and I was admiring her fine
italian automobile. Then Thomas carved that increadable violin out of a
solid block of maple and played this most amazing music from the
instrument and I was completely awestruck and his wife said, watching him
with great admiration, "it's the moments like this that make me stay with
him."
Then he finished the song and started bouncing around the parking lot
going "woohoo woohoo woohoo" like Daffy Duck and his wife gave me a lift
home in her car.
When I told Beena about the dream she laughed out loud and said "You
wern't dreaming of Thomas Dolby and his wife. You were dreaming of you and
me. It's those moments when you carve a violin out of a solid block of
maple and perform something beautiful that make me put up with you when
you're being a total goof."
The Thomas and the Sasquatch enterage dream was a dream where I decided to
work in Vancouver for a summer as a tree planter and found Thomas DOlby
living in secret amoungst this community of tree planters, eager to leave
the modern world behind him. Then someone leaked his secret and he was
swamped with media and fans and that was when a group of Sasquatch came
from the forest and Thomas left to live with them.
CRACKERS
(Dream a little dream of me from hell!!!!)
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Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 18:56:13 -0400
From: "Robin" <rthurlow@worldshare.net>
Subject: Re: Alloy: A daft joke and TMDR Guitar question?
Keith wrote:
> Any one out there want to analyze that? Am I anxious because I haven't
> finished my taxes yet? What does it all mean? Why chemistry?
It sounds like a stress dream... people expecting things from you that you
aren't prepared for. I have a similar recurring dream where I'm going about
my day, and then suddenly it dawns on me that I've got a huge paper due the
next day and I haven't even been to any of the classes... in fact I don't
even know what the class is, or where it's been held all semester, or why I
hadn't known about it until that moment. There's just a tremendous sense of
doom suddenly hanging over me because I'm not even slightly prepared! Like
you, I'm not involved with any coursework right now... but I do have a lot
of juggling to do with my schedule & I'm always afraid I'm forgetting
something.
xxxx
Robin T
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