January 2001 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: more blooming Roswell!
by Alex Jackson 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

Ok, I'm sure this classifies as list abuse, but I was wondering if anyone (please!!!!) knows what the song at the Start of Roswell High was this week? I mean, in the UK. It's the episode where Liz has to have dinner in Tess's house, and the song I'm dribbling on about is the one playing before the title credits came up. The official web-site lists some of the songs in each episode, but not this one, so if anyone can help I'd be really grateful! It sounded like the Foo Fighters... ? Does anyone else absolutely HATE it when you know you've heard a song before and can't remember what is or where you heard it? Ok, sorry for bothering you all, but I had a Java exam this afternoon, so forgive me! Thanks!! Alex Jackson +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: City girl is not even a gender,cannot be a genre
by Arantxa Sanz 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

Hello all: For goodness sake!One just turns its back say five minutes and the daintiness and demure of the good old days of Sinister seems gone forever.And Mummy seems to have given up on his/her duty of scolding naughty children off and joined the romp,oh well. Discovery of the day:Gap lingerie for kids is all naughty children need.Fantastically twee-but-sexy knickers which won't let you down whether some urge to lift your uniform pleated skirt in the playground rises and fancy just some show off.I have been checking how large was the XL size before recommending to Isobel's,however.Perhaps we should all donate 1.5 pennies each and buy her a pair to lift her spirits about the ruined headscarf,don't we? I insist:Stuart David's leaving has been the BLANK of the year in this list and I still wonder why.Even if the situation was that nobody around here liked him and his quitting was all for good,no claps or cheers were heard either.Just vanished,deleted from our hard disks,swallowed by some big hole in the information autoroutes,chemins de fer et tout ca. If the number of live acts is proportional to the number of Belle and Sebastian members,as the decrease could indicate,minus Isobel we would have a tiny fraction of probability in our favour left...So perhaps it's better to pluck up courage about her swans and angora sweaters and her fantabulous contributions to albums which took the place for the e.g. always in our memory, 'Pocketbook Angel',and so many others we will not mention here but we know which ones they are,there,at home. And do you want to be my bloody VALENTINE?'Breakfast at Tiffany's' is the obliged mid-February treat for lonely hearts in the BFI menu.It would make the perfect date.Get all those big sunglasses and homemade Givenchy copycats out for the occasion.And croissants,of course. On list-based contests: if I were less lazy and more charismatic and less of a lurker as I have been lately,I would go to some TV programme and become a POP star in ten days.No,seriously, I would summon you all to enter an absolutely selfish competition where the best address/phone book designed with some Belle and Sebastian inspiration behind would win the enormous privilege of living in my bag and host my friends and family numbers and adresses,that is.And it would be shown in the most unmissable venues and cocktails and maybe spotted by some fashion enterpreneur who would ask me where I got such an amazing piece and the designer would have made her/his fortune.That is if I finally make it into my dreamt career path, 'philantropist/billonaire'. What would you think Stu could say about some helpful donation to the Scottish Soc.Party?It would be nice,wouldn't it?Or too much fuss? Love Arantxa +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Hurley's Having Dreams lyrics
by Andrew CHurchman 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

Hi everyone, How a bout some B&S content? OK then. I'm sitting here bored in my Journalism class so I transcribed the lyrics to "Hurley's Having Dreams" some of it's wrong, but I think i did a good job over all. here it goes... Hurley's Having Dreams: Here she comes in the April sun in her dungarees And she's up for fun. Smiling lie she's a crazy girl and she makes a Face like she owns the place, and she does. We indulge ourselves in creating a neck of beauty And circumstance. Not to mention her bold intention To keep the band and she's happy ????????? Now she's in most ???, in a dress she's so elegant. Does a prance that maybe Oh, it's not good for the baby. Oh, Hurley's having dreams, little Hurley's having dreams, and He kicks and then he screams, and I can't get to sleep. Oh Hurley I could weep! Hurley dreams of the time when he was a horse in Czechoslovakia. Hurley dear you're a human being, have you fun just now but gonna have to deal. She looks so fantastic, little sun specks made of plastic. How she gets To love me, her love goes on little Hurley. Oh, Hurley's having dreams, little Hurley's having dreams, and He kicks and then he screams, and I can't get to sleep. Oh Hurley I could weep! __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Robbery In Progress
by Lee Vowell 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

> Last week I was sitting in my car at a red light. Directly to my left I >saw a man sprinting down the sidewalk. He had just come out of a drug store >and had something in his hand. A second later I saw a large man, whom I'm >guessing was the manager of the store, come out the doors and begin chasing >the running man. He stopped after a few steps and began attempting to wave >down a police car parked across the road. By this time the light had turned >green and I had, to my slight disappointment, to begin driving again. A few >seconds later a police vehicle sped past me on it's way towards, again I'm >guessing, the drug store and the running man. > My reaction was, of course, one of incredible curiosity. I had never >witnessed an actual robbery in progress, and it was quite absorbing. But >after a few moments I began to wonder about the moral issues involved in >the >burglary. Is the man who had taken whatever from the drug store guilty >without reason? What if he had just been trying to steal some jars of baby >food for his child because he himself had not been able to acquire the >funds >to actually buy the merchandise? Of course, it is wrong to steal, but if >one >has a great enough reason to do so...Hmmm... > Another element was that the robber was African-American and the store >manager was white. The store was in a predominantly African-American >neighborhood. What effect, if any, would this have on the issue of >stealing? >I find it odd still that even though an area can be heavily populated by >blacks that the majority of the owners of stores and managers of them are >white. It's sort of this subliminal racism, maybe. > > Of course, the whole robbery scene was taking place whilst I was >sitting >in my car with "I Fought In A War" playing on my car stereo. I imagine >that >the robber was fighting his own war, and it seemed like he would have more >to >come. > > Lee _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Felicity, Holly, Oscar, Virginia, Vera, Charles, babies, mothers, breasts and monkeys.
by Ruvi Simmons 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

In light of Ms. Lark's comments about square dancing, I thought I'd mention my one and only experience with that particular brand of rhythmical movement. I was, I think, 8 years old, and utterly besotted with a freckly, black-haired girl called Felicity. What a wonderful name it is, a throw back to the days when girls were called things like Providence, Epiphany or Constance, names which carried a certain weight of years and meaning with them. I had a friendly relationship with Felicity, although we never really talked too deeply or extensively. I contented myself then, as I still do now, for the seeds sown in childhood are hard to escape from (not that escape is necessary), with admiring her from afar, and no one ever suspected that I was deeply infatuated with her. It has always been a curse of my life that I am too successful at concealing my thoughts and feelings from others. If only I were, not exactly transparent, but suggestive when it comes to my emotions at any given time. Instead I deceive without meaning or wanting to, and mis-lead when I would rather be understood. But I digress. One day, we were assembled in a hall with cold, badly varnished floor. It was PE, and I was wearing the ubiquitous navy blue shorts that barely accounted for decency, white t-shirt and increasingly sullied plimsoles. For a change, the teacher said, we would be dancing. Square dancing. To that end we to be paired off, boy and girl. I felt a thrill of excitement at this novelty and, of course, hoped fervently that I would be blessed with having Felicity as my dancing partner. I had never been interested in dancing, being a chubby and unwieldy boy at the time, self-conscious and filled with loathing at my rolls of excess baby fat, but the possibility that I may be selected to dance with Felicity invested square dancing with significance. And so it is that when something which one was previously indifferent to becomes a means to a desired end, it suddenly becomes the subject of desire and interest. But it was not to be. Instead, I was given the hand of another girl, one who I can't remember. Indeed, my memories of that lesson end after the disappointment of not being able to dance with my distant beloved, becoming an indistinct blur of hazy boredom and discomfort. Eventually, after stumbling around clumsily to the strains of country music that emanated from the cheap stereo mounted at the front the lesson ended and we assembled by the entrance to be dismissed. The teacher, before sending us on our way, told us we would be doing the same next time, and selected new pairs. Then, ladies and gentleman of the jury (I hope that, if any relative or afficionado of Nabokov is reading this, they will forgive my slight plagiarism), fortune favoured me in a way that happens but rarely. It was if events were actually conspiring to work for me. "Ruvi and....Felicity," that was what the teacher said so casually, unaware of the gravity of the selection to me. I could barely wait for the next lesson, where before I had viewed PE lessons with an unpleasant mixture of humiliation at the scant clothing and disgust with the pointless physical drilling we underwent. This time was different however, and I looked forward to PE with hopes and in anticipation of bliss. Proximity with my dear Felicity without the need to reveal my feelings. Eventually, after the days dragged by, the time came for our next PE lesson, and we assembled once more in the cold hall. Then, fortune played one of its sadistic, perverse, absurd jokes. I looked over at Felicity, and my interest in her, my attraction to her, disappeared with the carelessness of a sudden death. In truth, she wasn't looking her best, having just woken up (PE was, cruelly, the first lesson of the day), and she had puffy bags around her eyes that made them look like pitted olives swollen with retained water. But nevetheless, the disappearance of attraction was more fundamental. It had gone, and it was never to return. The lesson passed uncomfortably, and I could barely bring myself to look into Felicity's face. From that point on I had little to say to her and when we finally left that school and dispersed like a handful of sycamore buds tossed into the wind I saw her no more. And that, in sum, is my experience of square dancing. Love that packed its bags and left when the vessel which is flowed towards was so close and so tangible. Fate could have made this little story end differently. There was another girl, you see, whose power over me endured far longer, far beyond the point at which contact with her ended. Holly Haggley-Pierson was her name, and you'll probably consider it ugly, but I adored it like I adored everything else about her. We used to argue, like most young children do when gripped by a strange attraction. Once more, I hid my deep, abiding infatuation from her so successfully that nobody ever detected my secret. And she has disappeared her way, and I mine, and that is that. If I saw her again, no doubt it would be entirely different; she would detest me, or she would bore me, or we would orbit different worlds. In a way, meeting her again would efface the happy memory of her which I still retain, and that would be an act more painful than any rejection. And so my little childhood anecdotes end. I have been awake for hours now, and I must sleep. I had intended to write more (I promise I won't pursue this intention), but I became rather more immersed in recollections than I had foreseen. I will put off the inclusion of musical content, pithy observations, glib wit, trumpet-blowing and other sundries for another day, preferably a rainy one. I will put them aside and not worry, safe in the probably illusory knowledge that, next time, oh yes, things will be different. A post will be written so dazzling, so comprehensive, as to make Oscar Wilde roll in his grave, the ghost of Virginia Woolf (or perhaps Vera Zasulich, since Russian revolutionaries are infinitely more attractive to my tastes) give herself to me, Charles Baudelaire come back for one last attempt at the divine, babies cry for the safety of their mother's breasts, and monkeys blush. Ruvi. +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. 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Sinister: kiss kiss bang bang
by Rachel Playforth 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

THE FIRST BIT i don't write with arched anything these days, youn. far too much effort. tonight was a success for me because it included a) 2 screaming orgasms... YES, the cocktails and b) killing lots of soviets in goldeneye on my newly purchased but obviously ancient N64. ah, simple pleasures. POETRY despite the fact that his name is nearly nick hornby, and thus prone to making me gag, choke, swear and otherwise be ungracious, nick horne mentined two great 'r' words, ie rilke and roethke, and is therefore a Good Thing. i just fell in love with rilke recently. and i know the poetry parrot hasn't perched on my bits as yet, but in any case it seems to have bred, or at least shed spores in some kind of weird metaphorical creature way, cos pomes abound on sinister at the moment. and i'm going to add to the litter: Time and again, however well we know the landscape of love, and the little church-yard with lamenting names, and the frightfully silent ravine wherein all the others end: time and again we go out two together, under the old trees, lie down again and again between the flowers, face to face with the sky. and that, ladies and gentlemen, is poetry. worth learning german for, almost. ETCHASEX etch a sketch was/is grate. my best buddy and i both had one and he would design very accurate, straight lined cars etc, while i would write on them in wobbly writing not unlike my actual handwriting, which was usually wobbly due to writing with my left hand, which i had to do a lot as i broke my right arm 3 times between the ages of 8 and 12. i was like samuel l jackson in Unbreakable, only with better hair and less master criminal tendencies. anyway, there was a point about gender somewhere in there, but fortunately it got lost. HUFFNER you would think that darren hayman would now be able to afford to buy jumpers without holes in them. indie london may be his milieu, and i'm sure holey jumpers are still trendy there (hmm) but even so he must be rather cold in such attire at this time of year. maybe they are hand-knitted by someone as inept as me though. BELLE AND SEBASTIAN (only joking, of course) in the absence of real b&s a-c-t-i-o-n, displacement activities have taken over i suppose. ring tones... screensavers... badges... i have a small notebook for work use which has on its spine 'pocketbook angel', which is really stupid but i do take a little secret pleasure in the fact that no-one but me knows what the fuck it means. hee hee. THE ICEMAN COMETH we have just been delivered of a monolithic new fridge/freezer (it may incorporate a small bedroom for an eskimo too, in fact). it blocks out the light, but you know what - it's okay, cos there's all the more room for our magnetic poetry. yay! although you can always tell when we've had a party because some drunken male has composed a pornographic epic. lovely. oh, that was all. eat: smarties drink: baileys write for: buzzwords. love in a cold climate, archel xxx *************************************** Rachel Playforth 'She may not be famous, but she's right' - Homer Simpson For the best in new writing on the web, visit www.buzzwords.org.uk Contact us on buzzwords(a)bigfoot.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Dot is a hell cat, a T-I-G-E-R!
by IsabelLark＠aol.com 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

"Why would they not be too good?"- Mr. Christiian, who are you quoting? just curious. When I say some peoples posts are not good...I am primarily referring to my own. though the narcissist in me begs for some consistency in her name. For instance, if I want to as Those First Impressions poster said: "spend his spare time scanning internet diaries for references to himself."- calling me anything other than Isabel Lark makes it a far more difficult task. And it is all about me, isn't it? (kidding) (sorta) Anyway, I have received some great advice on the tape shrubbery...and when I narrow it down I will email the participants individually as i would sure hate to make the non participants jealous or something (kidding) (sorta). But for now, I would like to remind you of something...4th grade square dancing. yes, you're gonna be paired up...lets just hope you don't get someone with sweaty palms when it comes time to dosey doe. Incidentally, and I don't know if anyone's noticed, but I am trying to win the award for most ranting posts on the list. So far I am in the lead...so no funny business people...I have friends that are connected (at the hips.) and if anything, just feel sorry for me that I don't have a life, but don't hate me (cause I am beautiful.) (kidding) (sorta) Oh yeah, we have about 8 confirmed people for Memphis. Is that a low number? I guess not too bad considering that 1376 of you are in the UK somewhere...and the other 24 or so are in the US somewhere. Perhaps some of you could make a trip to the states. I figure that the picnics page needs a nice good photo of us in front of Graceland or some random Elvis statue. For inspiration see Mystery Train. Uka Shaka Uka Shaka. I'm hooked on a feeling, I am high on believing that you like receiving post from me. +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: GAMES INSIDE!!
by Christiaan!! !! 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

hello! A while back miss lark said something about some posts not being too good. I never noticed, but maybe it is so!! "Why would they not be too good?" I wondered. Maybe because they are boring? I did not think that my posts are boring, but it could be so!! I have decided that I will remedy Christiaan post boredom with ***! OK! Look, it's fill in the blanks!! Can you guess what word *** is? OK! Hint one!! F** OK! Hint two!! FU* OK! Hint three!! FUN OK! Have you solved it? It is fun, yes!! Good job, listee!! Now, as an introduction to my post, I have devised a little word search!! All of the words will be used at least once in this post. T G W M A R I E C B T P I V O O U A C G W G U Q T C A N I D E E H E R E F E S E L I A H V G T E E I F Y O P L O R E L M V U C E V L K N S A E A S Y W F E K V E A M E J X S A U C E B Y P L U I O Y P C Z N L P E N S C O O P K A V I S I T V E Y W L E P M I F B K W P E D E B A Z S E N E Y E Words: Apple, Honey, Love, Majic, Marie, Money, Rad, Sauce, Turtle, Visit, Yo OK I guess I should probably use all those words in my post now. Maybe I should have made the post first and taken the words from it, but probably not. Your next task is to find the words in the post, I guess. Belle & Sebastian is recording stuff, huh? That's pretty RAD (HINT HINT)! I would like to see a Beyond the Sunrise (that's what it's called, right?) remix EP. It could have an eclectic mix of remixers, like Sir Mix-a-Lot, Carl Craig (Detroit techno, yeah!), DJ Assault (Ghetto-tech biatch! Joseph! wicka wicka heavy load, uh uh uh! deeeeeep wicka wicka uh load uh wicka! load uh wicka! load uh wicka! I will keep you warm, yeah! I will keep you warm, uh huh, uh huh! [Note throbbing beat like- boom boom boom boom]), and that guy from Tortoise. No, haha, Tortoise sucks. I like turtles, but Tortoise, no. Don't go to ATP, by the way. I mean, do you really want to support tortoise? Oh, you do? I heard a rumor about Tortoise fans, something about should keel over, have horrible taste in music, blah blah, but just a rumor. Um, the word finding game is over. I can't see the word list anymore and I don't really care to scroll up or write it down. Guess what? I get a listee visit soon! Oh, I'd say who it is, but you'd all be jealous because, well, she's pretty neat. Hopefully there will be more glittery pants/steaming manhole stories in the near future. Keep your eyes peeled!! Guess what I did today!! I peed in a cup while another man watched!! He actually was getting paid to look at my penis and make sure pee was coming out of it!! Pretty neat, huh? OK my heart is getting fluttery with other matters, so I guess I will just let 1,400 people see this! Bye! Love, Christiaan _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Heaven or Las Vegas? Anyone live there?
by Rachel 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

Well List ... I hope you all don't mind a pretty much B & S content free post from a fairly terminal lurker. If you do, I apologize in advance for my abuse. I promise I will repost in a few days with something full of sparkling wit and tons of content ( as soon as I think of something) Any ways I was writing to see if there was anyone on the list that lived in the general vicinity of Las Vegas (nevada). My parents have graciously arranged to take my sister and I with them on a trip to celebrate their 20th wedding anniversary. While I am thrilled at the prospect of a free vacation anywhere I am at a loss as to what I am going to do while I am there. I mean I know there is probably lts of touristy casino stuff but while I am old enough to participate in all that it isn't really my thing. So I just thought if anyone who lived there or knew a lot about the place had any suggestions on other stuff to do I would really appreciate it. I will be there just from February 4th till the 9th for sure but I have work off until the 21st and might be going to Sacramento and San Jose afterwards to visit some family and old friends so ...Any ways if anyone has any ideas I would love to hear them. Rachel T. +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: live through this
by Rachel 18 Jan '01

18 Jan '01

well, this will be my 2nd post, and will probably be nice and dark and gloomy as a contrast to my 1st which was sent in a spirit of hyperactive cheer on christmas day. i dislike january. it's freezing, full of back-to-school woes, empty of money, and so far has brought me nothing but a nasty cold which i used as an excuse to sleep through french class today. So it's been a disjointed day: up at 8:30 for theatre history, which i dozed through, met my friend for lunch at 11:30, then back home where i slept in turns and in the turns where i didn't sleep i muddled my way through most of "The Ecstasy of Rita Joe" which is the dullest play ever written and only on our curriculum in the interests of political correctness as it deals with residential schools. Personally i think if we are trying to deal with squeamish (in certain parts) concepts, there are plenty of better plays, like "Unidentified Human Remains and the True Nature of Love" which i happen to think everyone should read, it is a grate play. But enough of my whining. I bought several new and unaffordable cds the other day: Modest Mouse - 'The Moon and Antarctica', Bettie Serveert - 'lamprey' (which turned out to be a promo-only copy which gave me a little glow to feel i had got something rare and unique, also Salako - 'Musicality' (that one was for xmas) and The Acid House Soundtrack, a movie that looks wonderful but i still haven't seen as i have no vcr and my friends who do weren't particularly impressed with my movie choices last time. And I'm back to whining. Really. Let's see if i can get through the rest of this post without doing it again. Well!! I must say, i was rather shocked to find out about isobel and stuart. JenOWL's "Jem to her Scout" analogy is so perfect. And i was sooo comfortable with the to kill a mockingbirdish state he seemed to be in. Ah well. Things are never as they seem.... for instance i always seem to get taken as the "cute and innocent" type. I'm not sure why. I wish i were dark and skinny and looked good with piercings... but not in this life. So i will just take comfort in the great amount of fun to be had in disabusing people of their notion of me as sweet and quiet and naive... well, the quiet part may be true... but only when i'm sober, which has been much too often this month. Oh god. more complaints. This post will end here. And remember, i DID warn at the start that it would likely be dark and gloomy. I forgot to mention interminably long, didn't i? It's the fault of the weather. "Talking is just masturbating without the mess." -Our Lady Peace and how true that is. Lots of vague well wishes and belgian chocolates, Rachel ----------------------------- Check out the latest in Z.com entertainment, produced exclusively for the net! http://www.z.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+

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