December 2002 - Sinister

Sinister: A round of applause
by Jay Eckard 02 Jan '03

02 Jan '03

So yo, I was thinking... Everybody go now and thank Miss Laura Llew and Miss Maddie Minx for the whole Grand Sinister Gift Swap. I haven't seen anybody do this and I think we ALL should thank them, even if you didn't get hooked up* cause these ladies worked HARD to organize and supervise it. That, and they're both pretty splendid to begin with.** l'Autre Jay *Laura: he he he. **This testimonial is completely unsolicited. -- "The Posby falls into a Trance In which it does a little Dance." Edward Gorey _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 limited-time offer: Join now and get 3 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=dept/dialup&xAPID=42&PS=47575&PI=7324&DI=7474&SU= http://www.hotmail.msn.com/cgi-bin/getmsg&HL=1216hotmailtaglines_newmsn8ish… +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Santa Claus bowled straight to the gutter
by kenneth.chu＠uclh.org 31 Dec '02

31 Dec '02

Hello! How's trix? Why has there been no mails lately, I hope it's not because everyone's been out SOCIALISING! That'd be wrong, unless it's socialising with me then that's ok. BOWLING ======== I hope everyone had participated in the INTERNATIONAL SINISTER BOWLING DAY! Dude, didn't the glasgow massive had the best bowling day ever! Rambling Evermore Passionately On Recent Trip Involving North Glasgow Bowling Alley Cool Kids so yeah! after a heated night in Glasgow at a club called the national pop league, full of "HOT" CHIX, and then staying at a really WARM house. It was time to go cold turkey the next day at a bowling alley in glasgow. Present bowling members were (from memory)... Ally cooooooouk Ken Chuu Kirsten KenyonBenyon Lyndsey Callaghez Prof P Field Richard John G Memorable moments included the discovery of a new bowling style known as THE PANTHER, and the exquisite curling technique. The adaptation of THE PANTHER style by one girl resulting in a strike. And ME! WINNING! BOTH! TIMES! I ROCK. Although an attempt to get a TURKEY for christmas failed on the third strike, and in each game it was down to the nail biting final frame to decide the winner. Oh.. and RICHARD JOHN GILLANDER LOST TO A GIRL RICHARD JOHN GILLANDER LOST TO A GIRL RICHARD JOHN GILLANDER LOST TO A GIRL RICHARD JOHN GILLANDER LOST TO A GIRL :-) It was nice to see everyone in Glasgow alife and well, and I have to try and stop fancying every girl on the street in Glasgow just because they have a scottish accent. (swoon) I was hoping to go to the sunday bowling thing in London only to discover that it was moved to SATURDAY! grr.. I hope to at least read a REPORTING BACK, though. And other places in the world, you better had gone bowling or i'd be very crossed (even though I'm unable to get crossed three times in a row). BTW Happy new year everyone! Anyone in london going to strange fruit tonight? Come and say hi if you are! Ken ********************************************************************** This email and any files transmitted in it are confidential and intended solely for the person or entity to whom they are addressed. If you have received this email in error please notify the UCLH Mail Administrator at mail.administrator(a)uclh.org. This footnote confirms that the email and attachments contained no viruses when they left UCLH. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Reporting back (+ more IMPORTANT LONDON BO
by Father Christmas 30 Dec '02

30 Dec '02

Hi, I will report back briefly on the How Does It Feel... event the other day with DJ Struan: It was grand, really. There was some dancing, some (very overpriced) drinking, and he played feckin' Human League! Human League fer christ's sake. That bit was horrible, but on the whole a good night. I have decided that in future, however, I shall not go out in London without some sensible plan of what I am doing overnight, lest I get stranded again. I was going to try and sleep in the arrivals lounge at Gatwick airport, but after night-bussing to Victoria, where I was hoping there would be late night trains to the airport, I found the station closed. I carried on riding night buses for a while, and eventually decided to make my way to Waterloo, where there would eventually be a train in the morning to take me home. However the night-bus to Waterloo didn't seem to actually go to Waterloo, and I ended up at London Bridge. After a brief (45 minute!) midnight sight-seeing walk along the river, I got to the station at 5am. There, I indulged in an uncomfortable conversation with! a transient, who for some reason wanted to know if I was gay, because according to him I look it. When I escaped him I managed to get a little sleep on the train home, before collapsing in bed. London bowling: I've had a request to move it to Saturday, I believe its the 28th. We'll keep it at 3.30pm I suppose. I hope this is not worse for anyone. There should be more trains and stuff on saturday anyway so it should really be easier. Plus we can stay in the pub for half an hour longer. Go here: http://www.streetmap.co.uk/newmap.srf?x=531435&y=186855&z=1&sv=531250,18675… See you all there, please come!! James x +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: oh Sheffield, so much to answer for
by andrew thorpe 27 Dec '02

27 Dec '02

Hey Sinister, As soon as I put the phone down on the hook, and stopped trembling I grabbed for a pad of paper and started writing but I couldnt get past hello sinister. I contented myself with the promise that Id write better tomorrow when my head was clear. Its been 3 days, and its taken me 10 minutes to write this. I find that I can only write about something after its happen. And its still happening. As I put my pen down I went to my parents bookcase to look for Charles Dickens A Tale of Two Cities, I had the line "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, ringing in my head. Have you ever felt so exhilaratingly happy, and disturbingly scared at the same time? Before I grabbed for the pad of paper I was on the phone with my err, well I dont really know who I was talking to anymore. (No, not my girlfriend, but I dont like to say ex its not a proper word, I don't like the way it sounds and certainly doesnt reflect how I feel). Her. The girl. I think you get it. After an hour of me rambling on about nothing, she very politely, told me to go. We talked about chocolates, the Polyphonic Spree, Dostoyevsky, as if it were August, but the great extent of the conversation was me just rambling on and on. I was so anxious that there would be an awkward silence with the noise of each other breathing the only sound to be heard, or a pregnant pause to an ill thought out remark on my behalf, I just kept on rambling and rambling on, throwing any word in sight down the phone. I dont think she minded, I dont think she knew what to say either. It was so wonderful to hear her voice. I could have just curled up on my bed, and let her voice creep like a snake into my ears, actually I think I did. I didnt really care what she was saying, it all sounded like music to me, corny I know, but truthful. I stood with the phone in my hand, my finger poised over the last digit of her number for almost as long. I was so nervous. I couldnt press the button down for the shaking of my hand, or for the fear of her words (or perhaps it simply was the vodka I was drinking). What would she say, after I pressed down 3. Would she be glad I phone? Did she hate me? I wouldnt blame her. I wondered whether shed be in, or out enjoying herself, forgetting about me. I wondered who would answer the phone, her or one of her sisters, her parents - would they recognise my voice, would they raise an eyebrow, would they tell me to put the phone down? What I thought about the most was myself though. Was this the right thing to do? If I put the phone down I could still escape. If I waited just a couple more months perhaps the tears would stop, and then later the pain. But I couldnt last a couple more months, I could hardly last an hour. Throughout the conversation I had to keep biting my lip, whenever she mention university, her new life - her life without me. Id missed so much, and what had she missed? Nothing. At the slightest mention of a person I didnt know, let alone a man I became insanely jealous, (and my lip very thin,) but as quickly as we changed topics it evaporated. Can I do this? Can I be her friend, just her friend only her friend. Ive spent too long with her to know anything else, to want anything else. I just want to hold her hand, hear her voice, but still... Well it doesnt really matter if I can or cant, as soon as I picked up that phone, no as soon as I sent that letter I pushed myself into it. And I cant walk away again. I had the grandest plans in September, but as September changed into December all such plans had dissolved, and all I could do was write her a letter. For the past three months Id been painting her a painting. I wanted to do the most honest, beautiful and poetic thing I was capable of, but as is customary for me, I ran out of time, and all I had left was a letter. At the time it seemed like the most poetic beautiful thing Id ever read let alone written. Actually, no it didnt, but it was all that I could think of, quoting from Byron to Nick Drake, and as soon as I clicked on the SEND button what confidence that was left in my body vanished. I checked my inbox every hour, even though I knew it would be empty (sinister didnt count at the time), but to my surprise she replied the next day. I was so ecstatically happy, but just as I was about to click on it, I was overcome by a rush of fear. I paced up and down the hall for about half hour until I had the courage to open the damn thing. As soon as I read all two sentences of it the fear had streamed out of my body. She said shes missed me! Oh, joy! I read it again, and again, and as I did the fear started to creep back in. Why had she used the past tense, yes she missed me, but does she miss me, how does she feel now? And why did the first sentence emphasis friends so heavily, and why the passive voice? I closed the window, I shut the computer down, I stopped thinking about it. Until the next day, today, when I phoned her. I had to phone, her I couldnt think of anything else to do, I had to do something. But I have no idea what Ill do now. I just hope I can remember how to be her friend Sorry, I should have waited, my head still isn't clear cheerio andy ps terrible news about joe strummer, pss I heard b&s on the radio, number 20 in the festive fifty not bad, although I still havent made my mind up about the song, lovely trumpet nonetheless ppps yes, that was my poor attempt to include some content, sorry again _________________________________________________________________ Add photos to your messages with MSN 8. 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Sinister: A sinister panto: Beans And The Beanstalk, part 1
by Retro^Sec 26 Dec '02

26 Dec '02

BEANS AND THE BEANSTALK A winter's day In a deep and dark December Stuart, and flatmate, Chris Beans Geddes. Stuart: Chris, well, it looks like well have to sell the old cow. We need some money. I dunno how much well get for her. Take her to market and see what you can get, Chris. Im trusting you not to mess up on this. We need money for food, the TV license and to pay the leccy bill, and maybe still have some for the cinema. Chris: Yeah. Itll be sad to get rid of her. Stuart: Well, goodbye Isobel. Chris: You not coming? Stuart: Nah. Gonna watch the telly. Chris: Whats on the box? Stuart: Man About The House Chris: .. With Paula Wilcox? Stuart: Aye. Chris: Kewl. [Chris takes Isobel to market. He swaps her for some Northern Soul records, ignoring Stuarts advice.] Chris: not in any way definitive, just my current faves. These are great! Stuart: (rubbing hands gleefully) so lets see chris! How much did you get us? Chris: I met a man today. He told me something pretty strange. There's always somebody saying something, He said, "The world is as soft as lace." It reminded me of records. So I ended up record shopping. Look, I got this neat record, by Frank Wilson Do I Love You (Indeed I Do). This is my favourite at the moment, sends shivers down the spine from start to finish. A great dance beat and a storming vocal that is heartfelt but not too sentimental. A perfect record. [Stuarts face drops.] Stuart: (spluttering) you got records?? Chris: yeah, Lots of these tunes are pretty easy to get on compilations. Stuart: you got records???? Chris: Yeah. Theyre great. Youll love them. Stuart: (face like thunder) I dont love ANYTHING Chris: Not even Christmas? Stuart: Especially not that! Chris: hey Stuart, you look like your about to explode [Stuart gasps, turns on his heel, and walks out the room.] Chris: Nice day for a sulk [goes back to looking at his records.] [Stuart re-enters the room, picks up some of the records, and in a rage, smashes them, and throws them out the window, in a fit of rocknroll madman antics. Chris looks on, shocked.] Chris: Whadja do that for? Stuart: I asked you to get us some money! Chris: Records are valuable! and for a small fee I'll dj in your front room. Stuart: we need money. Chris, we need cash for food. Your djing at school discos wont get us far, will it? Its not as if theyre paying you. For men with guns, maturing in age will always pay a shitty wage. They'll always pay a shitty wage Chris: oh, yeah Stuart: (mocking) oh, yeah yer shoelace is undone by the way [Chris bends over to tie his lace. As he does so, he accidentally bumps a Ming vase, which was sitting on the edge of a table. Stuart screams like a girl.] Stuart: Youre an untied state of calamity! Chris: HEY! It was an accident! Stuart: What are we gonna do? We have no money. You swapped Isobel for some records. You know we dont stand a chance. [Chris sighs heavily. A solitary tear rolls down Chris cheek.] Stuart: Aye. Thats right. Hang your head in shame and cry your life away. Chris: well you didnt have to smash up my records. What is it I must do to pay for all my crimes? What is it I must do? I would do it all the time. Stuart (patting Chris on the shoulder, affectionately, but in a manly way): Chris, where did you go wrong? You used to make me smile when I was down [Chris sobs a bit more.] Stuart: Look. Chris. What have we got left? I got rid of my car and I loved my car. Chris (interupting): yeah, and GAVE AWAY the money to CHARITY. And you have the nerve to have a go at me. If you had specs, Id call you a speccy fucker. Stuart: Thats not the point Chris: No? At least I got something back for Isobel. I got records. And now you smashed them up, and I got nothing! Stuart throws the record pieces out the window. Stuart: There. NOW youve got nothing. Chris: Git. [Stuart and Chris go to their respective bunk beds, fighting on the ladder for the top bunk. Stuart, being an ex-boxer n all, wins. Chris lies on the bottom bunk grumbling.] Stuart: Go to sleep! Chris: No you go to sleep first! [The argument over who goes to sleep first rages on for half an hour, resulting in both falling asleep.] TO BE CONTINUED.... **************************** Love idles ===== <a href="http://retrosec.blogspot.com/">http://retrosec.blogspot.com/</a> thoughts __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? 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Sinister: A sinister panto: Beans And The Beanstalk, part 1
by Retro^Sec 26 Dec '02

26 Dec '02

BEANS AND THE BEANSTALK Scene 1 A winter's day In a deep and dark December Stuart, and flatmate, Chris Beans Geddes. Stuart: Chris, well, it looks like well have to sell the old cow. We need some money. I dunno how much well get for her. Take her to market and see what you can get, Chris. Im trusting you not to mess up on this. We need money for food, the TV license and to pay the leccy bill, and maybe still have some for the cinema. Chris: Yeah. Itll be sad to get rid of her. Stuart: Well, goodbye Isobel. Chris: You not coming? Stuart: Nah. Gonna watch the telly. Chris: Whats on the box? Stuart: Man About The House Chris: .. With Paula Wilcox? Stuart: Aye. Chris: Kewl. [Chris takes Isobel to market. He swaps her for some Northern Soul records, ignoring Stuarts advice.] Chris: not in any way definitive, just my current faves. These are great! Stuart: (rubbing hands gleefully) so lets see chris! How much did you get us? Chris: I met a man today. He told me something pretty strange. There's always somebody saying something, He said, "The world is as soft as lace." It reminded me of records. So I ended up record shopping. Look, I got this neat record, by Frank Wilson Do I Love You (Indeed I Do). This is my favourite at the moment, sends shivers down the spine from start to finish. A great dance beat and a storming vocal that is heartfelt but not too sentimental. A perfect record. [Stuarts face drops.] Stuart: spluttering you got records?? Chris: yeah, Lots of these tunes are pretty easy to get on compilations. Stuart: you got records???? Chris: Yeah. Theyre great. Youll love them. Stuart: (face like thunder) I dont love ANYTHING Chris: Not even Christmas? Stuart: Especially not that! Chris: hey Stuart, you look like your about to explode [Stuart gasps, turns on his heel, and walks out the room.] Chris: Nice day for a sulk [goes back to looking at his records.] [Stuart re-enters the room, picks up some of the records, and in a rage, smashes them, and throws them out the window, in a fit of rocknroll madman antics. Chris looks on, shocked.] Chris: Whadja do that for? Stuart: I asked you to get us some money! Chris: Records are valuable! and for a small fee I'll dj in your front room. Stuart: we need money. Chris, we need cash for food. Your djing at school discos wont get us far, will it? Its not as if theyre paying you. For men with guns, maturing in age will always pay a shitty wage. They'll always pay a shitty wage Chris: oh, yeah Stuart: (mocking) oh, yeah yer shoelace is undone by the way [Chris bends over to tie his lace. As he does so, he accidentally bumps a Ming vase, which was sitting on the edge of a table. Stuart screams like a girl.] Stuart: Youre an untied state of calamity! Chris: HEY! It was an accident! Stuart: What are we gonna do? We have no money. You swapped Isobel for some records. You know we dont stand a chance. [Chris sighs heavily. A solitary tear rolls down Chris cheek.] Stuart Aye. Thats right. Hang your head in shame and cry your life away. Chris: well you didnt have to smash up my records. What is it I must do to pay for all my crimes? What is it I must do? I would do it all the time. Stuart (patting Chris on the shoulder, affectionately, but in a manly way): Chris, where did you go wrong? You used to make me smile when I was down [Chris sobs a bit more.] Stuart: Look. Chris. What have we got left? I got rid of my car and I loved my car. Chris (interupting): yeah, and GAVE AWAY the money to CHARITY. And you have the nerve to have a go at me. If you had specs, Id call you a speccy fucker. Stuart: Thats not the point Chris: No? At least I got something back for Isobel. I got records. And now you smashed them up, and I got nothing! [Stuart throws the record pieces out the window.] Stuart: There. NOW youve got nothing. Chris: Git. [Stuart and Chris go to their respective bunk beds, fighting on the ladder for the top bunk. Stuart, being an ex-boxer n all, wins. Chris lies on the bottom bunk grumbling.] Stuart: Go to sleep! Chris: No you go to sleep first! [The argument over who goes to sleep first rages on for half an hour, resulting in both falling asleep.] TO BE CONTINUED..... ===== <a href="http://retrosec.blogspot.com/">http://retrosec.blogspot.com/</a> thoughts __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Everything you'll ever need on one web page from News and Sport to Email and Music Charts http://uk.my.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. 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Sinister: feliz navidad
by Joanne Hill 26 Dec '02

26 Dec '02

hello all, best christmas greetings to everyone. As ususal its been a day of too much food, too much alcohol, sleepy relatives and way too much crap telly. But it was better than expected, despite getting disillusioned recently with the living at home with the folks thing I didn't have a bad day. A bit rainy though. Won't last for long, will be with my beloved by the weekend and then back to Canada for some proper winter weather (getting a bit scared of low temperatures now) in about two weeks. I need my Toronto independence back! I think a christmas with my boyf would be nice and is well overdue. Next year maybe. I miss him. Also can't wait to give him his xmas pressie, a Mark Rothko print, one of his faves but I can't stand it. Call that art??!! ...its all a matter of personal taste. But I love him enough to give him a present that he would love even if I have to look at the dreadful thing. I suppose its too much to ask that there are any sinisterees in the Coventry-Leamington area? Thats where I'll be for New Year. Debated the Blow Up party in London but since I can't stand that city and its a bit too far and expensive, Leamington it will have to be. Thanks for reading my boring post, Joanne xxxxxx _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 with e-mail virus protection service: 3 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus&xAPID=42&PS=47575&PI=7324&DI=7474&… http://www.hotmail.msn.com/cgi-bin/getmsg&HL=1216hotmailtaglines_eliminatev… +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: so this is christmas....
by Christine Irene 26 Dec '02

26 Dec '02

hello everyone. i haven't posted in ages. i was intending to send a christmas post to give everyone a well wishing...a pall was cast over this intention today. this morning, round 6 am, my father died. he and i had had plenty of "issues", but none of them seem to matter now. i was raised by my grandparents and when my father escaped death 10 years ago, i thought i would be in the clear in that regard for many years to come. i thought that i would be fine in the event of his death. i have found this to be false. i have been a mess all day. i see little sense in this entire situation. i do find some solace,however, in the fact that in the past 10 years, my father was able to become for my little sister what he could never be for my older siblings and i. i don't really know what else to say. i don't know why i am posting any of this really. i suppose i am using the list as a panacea. a way to get my thoughts out of my head into the blind abyss of cyberdom. wishing you a merrier christmas than mine... ~stine __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail Plus - Powerful. Affordable. Sign up now. http://mailplus.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Big John Lebowski Shaft (29TH DEC = INTERNATIONAL SINISTER BOWLING DAY)
by Kenneth P Y Chu 25 Dec '02

25 Dec '02

HELLO ALL! Just a quick reminder, that THIS WEEKEND IS INTERNATION SINISTER BOWLING DAY! It started last year, when sinister communities all around the world were to organise a BOWLING FEST in their local area, and then REPORT BACK. Now, IT'S BACK! WHAT TO DO NOW ============== Call all the sinisters in your area now, and go BOWLING WITH THEM this weekend, either 28th or 29th Dec. And then REPORT BACK to sinister telling us how great it was, and how great I am. Thank you James Thorniley for organising the London one! I hope to be there! I hear that there might be a GLASGOW event in the horizon too (see what Id just done? glasgow EVENT in the HORIZON - wow I'm good). OK Just to recap... /1. Organise bowling for this weekend with fellow sinisters /2. Go bowling this weekend with fellow sinisters /3. Report back on how great it was /4. Report back on how great I am HAPPY XMAS Ken _________________________________________________________________ Protect your PC - get McAfee.com VirusScan Online http://clinic.mcafee.com/clinic/ibuy/campaign.asp?cid=3963 +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Last Christmas, I Ken Chu my heart (bowling)
by Father Christmas 24 Dec '02

24 Dec '02

Ho Ho Ho, hello sinister. My name is Father Christmas! Not Santa, no, I've been trying to get rid of that name for years. I only signed that deal with coke cause I thought it was just for the one year. We were really strapped for cash you see, and the bloody elf unions were giving me so much frickin hassle. So anyway, it turned out I'd actually signed off my image for the sole use of Coca Cola for the rest of my life. Unfortunately that means forever in my case. Still, I'm not allowed to be frickin angry am I?!! Oh no, its in my contract, I have to be jolly, or they'll fire me out of a cannon. (London listees / people who want to go bowling read on, all else have a very merry christmas xxxx) So anyway, I heard you all wanted to go bowling. Not the sort of request I normally deal with. Frankly, I don't see why you can't sort it out amongst yourselves. If you want to go bowling please turn up at Rowens bowling alley, Stroud Green Road which is somewhere in north london. I think its pretty much opposite finsbury park tube station, if you leave by the correct exit, I don't know which one that is, or even if there's more than one exit. Time: 3.30pm Sunday 29th December. Sorry I know its short notice but uhh, one of you is leaving london the weekend after and would really like to go hence it is this weekend. Please please please come. If its a terrible day for you we could perhaps move it to saturday or something, feel free to give me an email. Bye then, I have to get down to Sainsbury's before they close and buy twelve tons of petrol to do my deliveries tonight. Ho Ho Ho. Merry Christmas Father Christmas +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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