May 2003 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: 3 am in the burbs
by marisa stroud 14 May '03

14 May '03

Hello my pretties. It's been ages. Come to think of it, I haven't posted since I got this new email account so this is in a way a second debut. Please excuse my voice, it's scratchy from the long winter. Yesterday all the trees started blooming and today I sang Joni Mitchell as loud as I could in the car. "A Case Of You", no less. How two years ago. I have this terrible habit of trying to relate songs to my life. Who was it that said that all the world's a stage and I'm the bloody star on it? Probably me. Anyway, this habit is all sweet and harmless until I start thinking about how cool it would be to break up and have all these great songs at my disposal to commiserate with. See, the boy and I, we're planning gardens for ten years from now, and Jay Fergueson's heartbreaking "Are You Giving Me Back My Love" on Sloan's latest album really doesn't belong. Christ, that man can sing a love-gone-wrong song to make you weep. But then I remember that time when we almost did break up, and it was all my fault. The icy-hand-around-the-heart thing doesn't fade much with time, does it? Luckily I've got "You Are My Joy" to pull me back from the brink. Even though I think the video with the kissing dolls is a touch on the creepy side, don't you? Listening to Arab Strap is also dangerous. All the smarmy bitterness of "My Favourite Muse" is darkly attractive, probably because of its blatant personal impossibility. I've got an ex, but we're unlikely to meet again due to geographical inconvenience and even more unlikely to shag due to it being kind of an icky idea to me at this point. All the same, I still (stupidly) kind of lust after the illicit thrill of having someone familiar but forbidden you could share a disappointing sexual experience with. But who needs an ex when you've got someone to sing "Here Comes The Sun" to you as you step off the plane? Not me. It's been a long cold lonely winter indeed here in Canadiashire. Still, the Beatles face stiff competition with the Lucksmiths. Hello, Australian Massive. I know I've never met any of you, but your countrymen have convinced me that you are all enormously clever and I can guarantee that the minute you open your mouths I'll have ridiculous adolescent-sized crushes on all of you. Girls too, prolly. As I said, ridiculous. But when I skip to "A Century of Elvis" I am reminded of my own lad's cute brogue. Later I'll get him to say "very", "fine, whatever", "maybe" and "berries" over the phone line for my amusement. I don't ask for much, just to have my bidding done, that's all. And also to have random words recited so I may giggle at the accentric pronunciations. So what is the point of all this? Self-indulgence? Mais bien sur. Isn't that what this list is all about? Okay, I've got content, too. And I'm not talking about the throwaway B&S reference above. Awhile ago (actually, kind of a long time ago, by now), Stacey (dahling) asked us what we thought about Sinister, about the friendships and relationships on and around the list. I didn't say anything because I didn't feel I had much to say. I've been here...oh, I don't know, about seven months, and I still feel like Mummy gave me my voice last week. The whole thing feels a bit...big, I guess. Bigger than my world, bigger than I have time to manage. And now that I have the absolute slowest dial-up imaginable for the next two months (while I'm here at home before I get out to Glasgow for a YEAR!) I have even less of an opportunity to figure it all out. My two attempts at #sinister were rather pathetic, especially as they represented my first and second times ever in a chat room. Sorry, guys. But I'm not trying to accuse anyone of coterieism or anything. I'm actually trying to pay the list a compliment. See, all the stuff I said up above, I don't really have anyone to say that to. Even the boy kind of gets it, but just kind of. I have not met any of you (although I hope to remedy that starting the second week of July or so) but I think that someone out there, in the 1500 or whatever number we're at now, will understand what I mean. Yes, it's silly, but it's *me*. We're all very different people from very different cultural and musical backgrounds, but I still feel like when I spam the list with this nonsense, someone will get it. I know I talked about the list, but really I was talking about you, Gentle Reader. Hope everyone has fun at the Winchester Birthday / Glasgow picnic / B&S gig and I'm insanely jealous I'll be missing it by barely two months. Meh. Honestly, didn't they get the memo about how the world revolves around me?? By the way, I recommend two braids for all the frizzy-haired concert-going sisters out there. Cute, and keeps the curls under control. Anyway. Night, kids. (thank fuck for that) marisa p.s. What happened to the Poetry Parrot, by the way? Hope he didn't get caught in the Bermuda Triangle. Terrible things happen, I suppose. Poor wee guy. ms ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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. 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Sinister: "Sting" is another one of my heroes. His music, I don't really li sten to it, but the fact that he makes it, I respect that"
by therapy.services＠uclh.org 13 May '03

13 May '03

Oh my god, I'm back again. Bum, bum de dum. So I went and recorded the entire back catalogue and made a super-fine 'B+S for beginners' package (complete with pictures! and biography! and quotes! and scurrilous tales of debauchery!) for a friend of mine. And whilst I was proud of my gift and stationary skills, I did kind of overdo it on the listening stakes. So I played my recently received Quasi and Architecture in Helsinki records (I pretend to be the Midnight Miss Suki to her...) which were lovely, lovely, lovely and then, as ever, I went all poptastic. And then I was sad. Not because of the alarming family double accident, but because there aren't any good old fashioned boy bands anymore. Oh, how I've tired of "Sure we're all boys but are into r 'n' b and have flava with a pop groove and I play the keyboards and WE'RE NOT A BOY BAND!" palava I keep reading about in Smash Hits. I'm talking about a podgy lead singer, a cheeky chap, a cutie-pie and two buff hangers-on who DO AS THEY'RE TOLD and record a bunch of tunes written by Max Martin. I mean c'mon! I need some adorable unattainable boy to swoon over again and write fake articles about for fun! Careers Guidance Counsellor: Why journalism? Marianna: So I can interview cute pop stars and make out with them. Instead, sadly, there is the emergence of D-Side who are the new freaking Westlife (who, hell-lo, 'ugly! ugly! balladeers!' were never a proper boy band) and I worry about what those poor 12 year-olds are having to listen to. Boy bands are supposed to have up-tempo P!O!P! tunes and show off their rock-hard washboard abs whilst dancing on their knees and DON'T HAVE GIRLFRIENDS (let alone impregnate them) for five years so as not to alienate their fanbase. Sigh. I dream of creating my own group of wunderhunks. Still, D8's "Knockout" has, if nothing else, a totally kicking video clip and in the meantime I'm making do (sadly, not 'out') with Busted, who are to boy bands what Avril is to Dannii, but they do have fantastically perky pop-rocking singles, choreographed JUMPING UP AND DOWN WITH GUITARS routines, spiky bleached hair and one of the guys looks like Teenwolf. This is pleasing. What's also pleasing is the number of advertisements that are plastered on the streeetlamps in muh working hood. They read: "Hott young thangs wanted to become the saviours of pop," or something, and mention auditions scheduled for May 17. And suddenly THIS fragment of an idea is what I'm putting my pop musical faith in and somehow I know that by the end of the year, I'll be sitting in my room again, leaving the Interpol and the Vermont and The Miss Kitten records scattered deliberately around my stereo in a critically observed "she has great taste" way, but it will be their pop music that I'll be listening to on repeat for two months before discarding it for the next quick fix of musical hits from the Top of the Pops syringe. And so, with that in mind (and since I can't make it to Glasgow for the B+S shindig) I'm staying in London this weekend for the less credible, but oh - the anecdotes, of the aforementioned auditions, before grabbing my fedora and watching the spectacular Mr. JT. Oh-yeaahh. Realisation, I might want to think about re-applying for my indie cred. Might I just also add: JAPANESE! SWORD! FIGHTING! Is the coolest thing in the world. (Followed closely by my cracking new riding crop, which I have partly for memories sake and partly because carrying it and walking through town with a 'fuck off' expression makes me look saucy and really, if you happened to see on in a store, could YOU walk out without purchasing it? But, back to the ancient art of chopping people's heads off). It's so good it makes me want to crap my pants. And now I'm a swashbuckling pirate and a ninja and Westley from The Princess Bride all rolled into one. And now, now when ordinary folk might hear Struan sing "she put me on the ground with judo", I hear "she got revenge with batto-do." CONTENT! And, DON'T DOUBT IT! xx Miss Marianna ********************************************************************** This email is confidential and intended solely for the person or entity to whom it is addressed. If this email was not intended for you please notify the UCLH Mail Administrator at mail.administrator(a)uclh.org. 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Sinister: Glasgow clubs
by Matthew Clift 13 May '03

13 May '03

Afternoon everyone, Is anyone going on to a club of any sort after the Glasgow show this weekend? If so, where do you advise? I fancy something vaguely indie/alternative and fairly central if there's anywhere anyone can recommend...? Somebody mentioned the Cathouse to me - supposed to be nu-metal, rock, punk etc... which'll do if there's nowhere else. Have any of you Glaswegians out there got any advice for me on this please? I was going to add to the potato jokes, but I spudn't think of one. Guess eye'll just have to jacket in before I make a fool of myself (oops, too late). Thanks in advance for any advice regarding the more sensible bit of this email. Cheers, Matthew. P.S. For those of you who may be interested (not many of you then), the mighty Donny Rovers are back in the Football League! Thanks to all of you who sent positive thoughts. The rest of you... well, it looks like we didn't need you anyway! __________________________________________________ Yahoo! Plus For a better Internet experience http://www.yahoo.co.uk/btoffer +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: The future's looking colourful, it's the color of blood, chaos and corruption
by Michael Vance 13 May '03

13 May '03

Someone wrote on Amazon: 'After reading about it for what seems half a decade, "The Loneliness of the Middle Distance Runner" is a bit disappointing - i find the melody weak and meandering -- but perhaps no actual song could trump the "lost masterpiece" I had in my head.' And I have to say that this person is dead wrong, and it's absolutely one of my favorite B&S songs ever. I'm listening to it right now and it's so brilliant I want to scream. I also have a couple live versions of it because a very nice Sinister fellow by the name of Ernie sent me some CDs (and I was never kind enough to return the favor--apologies!). Ernie sent them to be because I had never heard a live version of Seymour Stein and was desperate to. Ben Apps is my new hero for making a pun about that song recently. And he got married to another local LA Sinister lady in Santa Barbara, which is coincidentally where my bride-to-be and I got engaged at the beginning of the year. Yes, the future *is* looking colorful--I'm getting married in late September. If we were playing six degrees of Sinister I imagine I could link up to anyone in Scotland through Mrs. Fruitloop to BApps to whomever (maybe even KChu in London or wherever--thank fuck for that). And speaking of blogs I was reading one (from NYC) the other day when I realized the author's good friend worked at the same company as a good friend of mine. Unknown connections coming out of the woodwork. There's a poll on Morrissey-Solo for the saddest Smiths/Morrissey song, but they don't even have Jeane there. No other song is quite as soul-crushing to me, but of course beautiful at the same time. "Jeane There's ice on the sink where we bathe So how can you call this a home When you know it's a grave ?" When Sandie Shaw sings the song I think it's even more sad somehow. Maybe because she's a Buddhist. Or maybe not. m. -- "Behold, Sheriff Pony! The flashpoint of all creation!!" "Woo-hoo!! More tabasco, God!!!" -- http://www.wigu.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: I think this is going to go on and on
by Dean Gillon 13 May '03

13 May '03

Get Me Away From Here, I'm Frying anyone? Oh dear Dean XX __________________________________________________ Yahoo! Plus For a better Internet experience http://www.yahoo.co.uk/btoffer +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Green Wellies
by robin stout 13 May '03

13 May '03

Dear All, On Sunday, I finally got around to planting my potatoes. My back garden is very small, so I could only plant two rows. Looking out of my kitchen window through the steam of a well-earned cup of tea an idea sprouted in front of me. There in front of me, all lined up like horses at the starting gate, were ten brand-new gambling opportunities. Knowing how you members of the "Belle and Sebastian and Potatoes Mailing List" love a good bet, here it is: (the seed potatoes are ordered as they are seen from Robin's kitchen window) \o/ 1: Le Potato De La Bourgeoisie \o/ 2: The Tater I Am In \o/ 3: You're Just a Tattie \o/ 4: Spud-o-tronic Renaissance \o/ 5: There's Too Much Spud \o/ 6: The Spud of Mash and Peel \o/ 7: The Potato in the Snow \o/ 8: I Know Where the Potatoes Go \o/ 9: Lazy Mashed Potater Jane \o/ 10: I'm Waking Up to Spuds Each potato is more or less the same size and, after plenty of digging, the going is good. Winners will be judged in a few months time on the number of potatoes produced per seed potato, their size, healthiness and flavour. Whoever picks the winner, I will send a prize.* He he! I just sent someone a tea bag in the Internal Mail here at work and he doesn't know who it came from. HA HA!! A TEA BAG!!!! Robin x * The prize may be a potato. [ by express delivery : http://www.superatomic.co.uk/blog ] _________________________________________________________________ It's fast, it's easy and it's free. Get MSN Messenger today! http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Blog Envy...
by Ellie 13 May '03

13 May '03

The recent chatter about blogs (I prefer "online journal" -- in the words of Dave Elfving, a blog "sounds like some sort of unfortunate medical condition") on this list has led me to re-evaluate my own little log. ...And yes, I suffer from blog envy. A recent jaunt over to the Pocketbook Angel webring lead me to interesting journals that chronicle the ever-exciting lives of imminent hipsters and neglected colanders. My own journal, on the other hand, has recently hosted entries about the giant swordfish I saw at the market, another about how many people I harrassed at Sunday night's free Paul McCartney concert, and another about the unfortunate state of my hair. (Certainly things worthy of remembering and sharing with passers-by). In other words, I'm too embarrassed to share webring space with journals that are actually worth reading; how about an alternative Sinister Blog List for the rest of us? Surely there must be at least one or two other Sinisterians who, like my self, have an unquashable enthusiasm for sharing the mundane. Also, I have been watching the list for any sorts of meetup announcements (I'll be somewhere in the UK for most of July) but thus far no luck. That, coupled with the fact that none of my favorite British bands will be touring then has lead me to feel quite rejected. Now, I'm not saying that anyone should plan a July picnic simply because I'll be in town, I'm just saying that *were* someone to arrange one, I would certainly show up. That's all. --E, proudly blogging the boring since Jan. 2001 +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: nice day for a soup
by kenneth.chu＠uclh.org 13 May '03

13 May '03

Hello sinister, OBH has sent me all the way back to sinister in order to post again. On a kind of Campbell theme today too. Matt Campbell discovered something that costed him £13.50, and he was quite annoyed, well, a week last Saturday I discovered something else, and now I'm $200 poorer than before. Online poker, I curse you. And also Matt I'm not one of those lucky beggars who got your loose change, argh, some dude now has all of mine. He was BLUFFING too, and I called his bluff but he won it on the river killer. Sigh. And then Dean Dillon talked about Alphabet soup, which made me feel as if I've Got My Finger On The Pulse there. Because I've noticed the disappearance of my beloved alphabet soup since January 2002... http://www.missprint.org/sinister/mhonarc/200201/msg00186.html And apparently, they're still being sold in America as "Campbell's Vegetarian Vegetable Soup" (as opposed to the vegetable soups that use substitute vegetables which look like vegetables but are actually meat, to cater for meatatarians - my favourite is the cucumber that is in fact a big piece of pork). In the UK, however, I have searched long and hard (well, looked in various supermarkets) there is still no Alphabet Soup (vegetarian or not) to be seen. If anyone does find one then I'd be grateful to be informed of it! The lack of said soup is effecting my spelling bye the minit. innit. Finally of course.. mmmmmm Isobel Campbell. Okay I better check the rear tyres for my car before driving up to Glasgow on Friday, see you later. Ken Proudly blogless since 1980 ********************************************************************** This email is confidential and intended solely for the person or entity to whom it is addressed. If this email was not intended for you 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: A blog: the newest accessory for todays blowhard
by idleberry 12 May '03

12 May '03

Dear sinister, May I recommend this season's in thing, a blog. Stuart Murdoch has one, and look what happened to him. He became a popstar. thanks idles. xx http://www.blogger.com http://www.livejournal.com http://www.diaryland.com and when you're done: http://www.geocities.com/retrosec - Pocketbook Angels: the choice for sinister blogging. __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? The New Yahoo! Search - Faster. Easier. Bingo. http://search.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: that's what i like about you
by Christine Irene 12 May '03

12 May '03

that song....what i like about you...by the romantics....it's on the radio right now. i don't really like that song very much. ah well. the weekend was riddled with mayhem. my goodness. tornadoes everywhere. winds upwards of 50 mph. cold. rainy. ick. saturday i worked for an hour or two...then went...don't remember what i did to be honest. ah well. i guess it musn't have been too exciting. yesterday i met my family for breakfast. i intended on meeting them for 8:30 mass...my tummy had a different agenda apparently becuase when i woke up on sunday morning, my stomach was swollen, more than it has been in a long time. none of my clothes fit me and i wanted to die. i am thinking i should just bite the bullet, go ahead and schedule my endoscopy. at this point, what difference will an additional $7,000 in debt really make? i dunno. i really don't want to have these episodes though....they really aren't fun. so yes, breakfast. met for breakfast and everyone pestered me about why i wasn't eating. then i went to my brothers house (again) and he fixed my car (again). i am hoping that the car behaves for awhile. i also bought a l'il (foot)(soccer) ball air freshener :o) after that, i went to my cousin kelly's house. we don't really ever see one another as we both tend to avoid large family gathering type situations. i love my family....i guess...most of them anyway. my aunt kathy i could do without....grrrrrrr...... so we had a nice time. the insane storms of the weekend and the aforementioned wind storms brought some sadness. well, lots of it i s'pose. there is this giant pine tree that has been in my gram's yard for over 40 years. the wind blew it over. can you believe that? crazy. luckily it didn't hurt anyone, or the house, but it is sad to think of that big ol' tree not being there anymore :o) ah well. i s'pose those things happen don't they. trees fall...people fall....people die....trees give us oxygen. i dunno. perhaps many of you had read/heard about this high school girls scandal. there is a tradition amongst the suburban chicago girls in their junior and senior years in high school, to participate in a "Powder Puff" football (american footbal...gridiron, if you will :o) game. last weekend a group of girls held this years game at a local forest preserve as the school no longer sponsers it. in lieu of playing a game, the lovely senior class members, proceeded to hit, kick, and beat on the junio girls. in addition to throwing pig fecal matter, some sort of animal intestines, and a slew of equally disgusting matter, onto the underclassman. some of the girls parents were thoughtful enough to supply them with alcohol (which is illegal...must be 21 to buy, drink, or serve anything alcoholic in IL). smart girls, recorded the whole thing. several of them, i want to say 10? had to go the hospital, get stitches and a series of other things. i dunno. maybe i'm naive. maybe i am old. maybe i am turning into one of those people who say "when i was younger, we never would have done such things." honestly though, i don't think we would have. even the most popular kids in my school left the least popular alone. i participated in powder puff at my school...we never did anything even remotely like that. no organs thrown on anyone, no bodily fluids, aside from sweat perhaps, and we just played. we had fun. we didn't try to beat or mame or humiliate anyone else. weird. the girls who did the beating, throwing, etc, are facing criminal charges as well as discipline from their high school..even though it was off school grounds on a saturday. the parents who supplied the alcohol are going to be in shit loads of trouble as well. people are so crazy. hoping things are more sane in your neck of the woods... ~stine __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? The New Yahoo! Search - Faster. Easier. Bingo. http://search.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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