In a message dated 98-11-19 04:53:46 EST, you write:
Mathis is great, Linda said he had an affair with rock hudson. My mum sighs when anyone mentions rock hudson, and says "what a waste", then I kind of boke.
I used to work with a sweet, dumb woman named Giuseppina -- she was in her 50's and loved Rock Hudson to distraction. "What a MAN!" she'd say with a huge lustful sigh. My friend's mother used to say, "Look Josie, I went to school in the Village and used to see him in the bars. Give it up, you aren't his type." Josie would put her hands on her hips and say, "Shut your dirty mouth, Jean. Don't be filthy. He is NOT." Jean would go off and mumble, "You simple sonofabitch." I was kind of glad Josie never lived to see her dreams of Rock dashed. I also heard a rumor of Mathis and small animals. I really don't like to think about that. Just a tad too... let's think of Rock in his perfectly pressed PJ's. Thank you.
"singing ladybird, ladybird what is your wish your wish is not granted unless it's a fish your wish is not granted unless it's a dish a fish on a dish is that what you wish" -Robin Williamson 1968
ohmigosh -- it's like 5 in the morning here and this makes me want to go down to the basement and fish out the vinyl.... scary to have a flashback before sunrise. No, wait, I have a cd filed here, right next to Jefferson Airplane.. .but this Wee Tam is not as good as Hangman's Beautiful Daughter is it? I think I'll start a commune. In spring -- it's getting too damn cold here now. You can come and pitch a tent in the back yard, live amongst the mulberry bushes and dress in flow-y multicolored scarves and dance around in the moonlight with a mandolin -- all the snakes will come out of the hedges and teach you songs... wearing tiny little garlands of flowers. The canada geese will come up the hill and follow you around. Your wee Struan can harmonize in his high piping voice, caused I suspect by silver pants that are just a bit too tight. Peter Miller will chase the kingfisher in his basque beret and partisan shirt, while the Duke pontificates in flowing robes and a bishop's mitre. Miss Honey can serve tea and cakes in an apron and Linda will tend the garden with her green thumb and patience. The NY Sinisterines will come in a gypsy goat cart. Jonny will teach us the secrets of making mead. Holly will weave and sew bright costumes for all. Can we get a minotaur? This should finish me off with the neighbors once and for all. I can see there are definitely reasons to stay in bed later than this. Hamster smut and communes before sunrise... I'm going back to the business I got up for. The cd is over. I'm putting something less colorful on now. Forgive my rambling. Incredible String Band, indeed. --michele +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+