Hello, Yet another random person rears their ugly head on the sinister list. Popping their head over the top of the trenches only to be hit by a flurry of insults and abuse. Not really, of course. I've been watching, diligently, noticing how nice all of you are. I've weathered to big 'art debate', the winter of 'homosexual diatribic postings', the 'sinister village' affair. (Better termed, Village-gate). I've actually been sitting watching fer ages, oblivious to the fact that I was out of the nursery. Should I have got an e-mail of notification? Did I get an e-mail of notification? Mebbes aye, mebbes naw. I believe it is customary to introduce oneself before entering the salacious soiree that is sinister: Well, hello I'm David. I'm young, I'm Scottish. That is all I'll reveal right now, no doubt you'll get to know me over the following months (weeks? Possibly years? Hopefully not, epochs?)... Do I know anyone on the list? Well, I know Jenny Hodgson. Or, rather, I did know her. She was a good friend; God knows how we drfited out of contact. Lovely girl she was. Intelligent, funny, terribly twee. Do I hear you call wife material? Teehee No!. And I know Katy Dutton (though she's in the nursery. You're just a baby, dutton.) She's, err, perfect, basically. Do I hear you call wife material? Weeeellll.... :) That's all the people I know. Lovely, the both of them. :) I suppose I had better incorporate the mandatory B&S content that everyone so innocently seems to leave out. Well, "Fold Your Hands Child, You Walk Like a Peasant"? I don't know what to say really apart from that I'm a tad excited? Well, you could say if I was to detail how excited I am it would count as this e-mail's compulsory smut content, that everyone seems to so lasciviously include in each of their posts. That's all I'm saying. Apart from, if I can get a 'role' in the village, can I be a Disco Dancer? I don't particularly care for disco dancing; I just like alliteration... Teehee. Right, byeeee... that pesky young Howie cad. "When the moon explodes or floats away, I'll lose the souvenirs I make... La la la..." (Sunshine, Sparklehorse). "In my head, I'm kissing you all ways. In my heart, I'm missing you always." (Frail Gail, Madge Bishop's Shellsuit). +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead 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 +-+ "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 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+