A particularly vulgar way to start a post, via Bukowski, but appropriate. I've been listening to Pavement constantly, but even they don't have anything as shocking as Buk with which to begin a post. A little repetition via the reindeers: Dasher: "Here's your hat, what's your hurry?" Dancer: "I thought he hung his boots up and then retired." Prancer: "Gay as a tangerine." Vixen: "You know who you are. I've got the bruises to prove it." Comet: "He's always shooting up too much." Cupid: "Put too much poison in the dart." Donner: "Ate the dead; some party." Blitzen: "Ooh, you mixed wine with Jim Beam, it's gonna end up on the carpet." Rudolph: Insists on forthcoming posts from Joan of Dark, LLaura LLew, and Velocity. We've been waiting patiently and now we've come to the end of our rope. Enlighten us. A Christmas carol here in the blossoming midsummer night. Now back to our regularly scheduled program. TODAY'S BIRTHDAYS Napoleon Bonaparte: Famous French guy with his hand in his shirt Ben Affleck: Recovering celebrity Julia Child: Famous chef and fellow Santa Barbaran Ethel Barrymore: Actress with famous Last Name This post is sponsored by those Hard Lemonade type drinkys they sell nowadays. Dangerous stuff, they go down even easier than Red Bull Vodkas (sorry Ken-- it's Tru, Chu) and you don't realize you're stupid until much later, but by then she's already let you fumble about a bit, and it's too late to turn back. So you fool around a bit, while "Henry & June" runs on the VCR in the background, and you wonder why, but you press on, while Bing Crosby sings "I Found A Million Dollar Baby In A Five-And-Ten-Cent Store" and you can't be sure if you're there, at her spot, but she seems to be responding so you feel you're close at least. Breathing gets heavy, then works up into moans, then subsides. And as the credits roll you sleep a guilty sleep, knowing that you'll see her tomorrow whether it worked or not. She snores, and you get up to write a quick Sinister post without shorts on. At least I do. Viva la musica pop. ~Brier +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+