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Reply-To: venus_in_pisces@VNET.IBM.COM
Subject: Re: everything in the fucking world

In <324B2B00.7EAB@sprynet.com>, factory@sprynet.com (Ross Grady) writes:
>Chris Calloway wrote:
>
>Which makes me wonder how he gets away with writing alla this shit.

steathily.

>I mean, I'm a pretty fast typist and all that,

naw. 'sides, you waste alla yer efforts propagatin those silly emails.

>and I used to get all kinda
>shit about posting 12 times a day,

what? someone told you to shut up? how dare they? lissen, if you aren't
postin your diaries here, you ain't dookie, budrow.

>but 3.2.3 is out to win some kind of
>medal which we don't even *have,* man.

uh, save medals fer scenesters who need 'em, like heaf, or deserve 'em, like
sp8.

>If he *did* sell a copy of evil i do not to nod i live without offering
>it to me first, then, well, he has no soul.

you're catchin on.

>Or maybe he just missed the
>half-a-hundred times in various-and-sundry forums that I've said I could
>really use a copy.

o, i didn't miss. my quick draw trigger finger was about two inches from
firing off a note too you offering free relief months ago when you was robbed.
but then i saw you post a thanks to that other chris at jettison, so i figured
you was taken of care. well, at least fer polvo singles. besides, i didn't know
you then and you probably woodena had much ta day to me at the coffeehouse
even if i did.

but as far as the evil box, that was gone afore you was whinin. i was just
pretty sure it was not nicely priced, and thereby most likely still sittin
shelfwise. i won't confirm this. it's just a rumor, ya see.

>Funny. He don't need the money/store credit.

what? r u hi? that was when i was hangin with yer uncle jimmy and eatin
ramen noodles for dinner six times a week. speakin of, the week after i
unload the evil box, yer uncle jimmy, deep pockets that -he- is, comes around
and plops c-notes in my lap in exchange for my antique reel to reel deck that,
i dunno, might have become yer burfday present for all i know.

>He don't need the space
>that would be left in the absence of a 7x7x.75-inch box.

uh, 'scuse me? would you like to take up the payments on my storage room?
there's not much room in this cardboard box so i had to rent space for alla
those boxes fulla maximum rock n rolls. then we throw alla those out and
there's still no room. what's up wit dat?

>Hey so Jack Campbell was asking me the other day what I would put more
>of into Poindexter if I had the space to put it into.

tell him you'd like to see more cassettes.

>But what about you? What would you like to see more of at Poindexter.

homemade tapes for free.

>re: propagation of Usenet shit. Why the fuck do I care?

ross, meet nate. screw everything you won't use.

leaky pipes are so much more musical. listserv is too elegant. one might
become confused, like sp8, start to believe all this crap is real.

>Bandwidth is infinite!

apparently what the folks at real audio believe.

>Fuck all this conservation shit.

everything is fookin. we are the world.

>I'd mail the goddamn US Constitution to every fucking citizen of the US,
>every goddamn day, if I thought they could read well enough to
>comprehend the bastard.

i'd mail plato's republic to everyone in the fookin world if i thought they'd
make good slaves.

>Where were you on ProgDay? 

listening to old marrilion tapes.

>When I was 11 years old my friend and I heard from somebody that Rush
>were so fucking radical that they had a guy who played keyboards with
>his feet, man, so we stood around the kitchen aping along to Moving
>Pictures with brooms and one foot propped up on the edge of the table.
>Rock. Those days are long gone.

that wooda been peter gabriel and those organ pedals on which he stomped
during _watcher of the skies_.

and, i dunno, i mebbe waitin for those days, when weirdos dressed up in
big flourescent robes, stood under blacklights, and had their faces painted
like daisy blooms, to come back now.

>All that crabmeat you're eating is just pressed whitefish.

you know what it's pressed with? that stuff is 90% soy oil solids!

of course, we knew that fifteen years ago when the stuff was first introduced
and was.still.called sashimi.

everything is faux.

3.2.3