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Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: ET: 80's [klbastarache@juno.com (K L B)] ET: Re: 80's ["Kevin Pease" ] Re: ET:80's stuff ["Kevin Pease" ] ET: another poem [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Andalite, & The Goddes] ET: recent poems by me [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Andalite, & The ] ET: a poem from a friend - READ [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Andalit] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 28 Oct 1998 07:13:53 -0400 From: klbastarache@juno.com (K L B) Subject: Re: ET: 80's On Tue, 27 Oct 1998 17:58:40 -0500 mandabear4@juno.com (Mandabear four) writes: Or, there was this show on where there was a family whose >daughter was a robot and her name was Vicki. She used to cry and water >would shoot out her eyes in a direct stream of water. She was really >weird. Anyone remember the name of the show? It was SMALL WONDER!!! I loved that show... Remember when she fell in love and she had that single tear that wasn't stream-like? that was my favorite one. and when they thought Jamie(the son) was on drugs and he walked in the kitchen for dinner and said"Hi", and his father said "I bet you are", oh man that's classic.... I'm rambling.... I should go... Luv -n- Hugs, Krystal the angel with gossamer wings ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Oct 1998 10:54:41 -0500 From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: ET: Re: 80's >> Mandabear four writes: >Does anyone remember the show "Alf"? That was tres cool. He used to chase >after all the cats in the neighborhood and try to eat them? I was never too big into Alf... I liked the Muppets (and, earlier on, Sesame Street) a lot better, in terms of puppet-oriented shows. :) But let's not forget those other cozy family shows, too... - Who's the Boss? (What guy *didn't* watch that show and fall in love with Alyssa Milano? "Samantha!!" :) - Growing Pains (My sister was way into Kirk Cameron... as I'd guess 99% of the rest of the female population was. I never saw the attraction, personally. :) - Family Ties (I think that was the name? Michael J. Fox's little show there...) I'm having trouble remembering the other ones. Thinking about it now, I watch a hell of a lot less tv now than I used to, too... maybe Ben was right - it was good to burn myself out on it 10 years ago. The only stuff I'll even think about making an effort to see are the Simpsons & X-Files these days... I think it also has to do with the fact that I sit in front of a computer screen all day long... I'm too old to take the eye strain. :) Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "Sitting here at the water's edge now that the storm has gone, First time in years it feels like nothing's wrong, There've been a lot of changes, I was so lost for a while, Sitting here I remember how it's easy to smile..." ---(Heather Nova, "Grow Young")--- ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Oct 1998 11:09:56 -0500 From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: Re: ET:80's stuff >> Niki writes: >Last time this topic was brought up we all talked about the music and TV >shows and whatever....and from what I read that's the same thing going on >now... Granted there was some weird stuff on TV then...but don't you guys >remember the CLOTHES.... I think the reason we're not talking about the clothes is because it's too traumatic. :) Turned up collars, too-tight jeans, big hair, bright colors, high top sneakers left untied, I seem to remember something about layering various colored socks... really, too look at the epitome of what was 80's cool, watch a Cyndi Lauper video ("Girls Just Wanna Have Fun"), and/or a Van Halen video ("Jump" comes to mind... from the David Lee Roth days... :) It's sort of funny, you can sort of tell how old people are from the way they dress around here at work... we've got the guys who graduated high school in the mid-80's, and they still wear the turned up collars and fairly tight jeans and stuff... then, there's the grunge guys, who graduated more around the early 90's, who wear the baggy jeans & flannel shirts & all that... luckily, we don't have the older folks coming in in leisure suits & big-collared polyester shirts. :) I think I can honestly say I didn't fall prey to *too* many of those things... Never liked my pants real tight, never saw the point of turning my collar up, and I just don't have the right type of hair to make it big & puffy like Bon Jovi... I'm sure my high school yearbook photo will come back to haunt me someday, but I don't think I'll shrivel up and implode when somebody brings it out when I'm 40 and trying to be all respectable and professional. :) Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "Sitting here at the water's edge now that the storm has gone, First time in years it feels like nothing's wrong, There've been a lot of changes, I was so lost for a while, Sitting here I remember how it's easy to smile..." ---(Heather Nova, "Grow Young")--- ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Oct 1998 19:37:13 -0800 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Andalite, & The Goddess) Subject: ET: another poem Here's another...In case these seem a bit weird: someday I'm hoping to turn them into songs...and I have ideas/partial music/song things for some of them.... Candy (to cory) Lookin so good in that blue star top and pink streaks in the hair strutting -oh yeah- through the night sending glitter into the air moving to the music, enter now those heels that make you tower can't hike up the skirt anymore ah! the whistles turn to her She's Candy, oh-ah, She's a skirted dancin diva queen Cory, some popcorn please ooo-la-la, girliest to be seen She can twist she can lead around the room she's smiling in the girl picture 'how can you stand to wear lipstick?!' Candy crosses all lines of mixture she's Candy, oh-ah-ah, a jivin swingin diva queen Darling, be my escort please? ooo-bebe, dance with me she's Candy, oh-ah, Don't hit your head on the beam Cory come see Candy girl hey girl - ya girlie queen Sam the ? angel moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Oct 1998 19:37:09 -0800 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Andalite, & The Goddess) Subject: ET: recent poems by me Hey angels again, Here are some poems that I've written lately. The feedback would be nice - I do miss all those poetry discussion. (Doc, are you out there?) :D I honestly cannot remember (and I have no records either) if I have sent these to you guys already; so forgive me if I have. otHer rEalm (insanity) sm october 21, 1998 she's so insecure saying I hope never, but maybe eventually maybe next week it'll all come down that much stress, I wonder how she still can breathe and I should turn into a hero rescuing all from their heated domain and someday become vengeful control their fate and then doom those who cursed the skies oh the price is paid since they pulled the chain the light came on and uncovered an ancient helm Making me float away into fantasy I'm imagining some twisted terrible other realm and I should turn into a heroine rescuing myself from my terrible desire the lightening will crack and someday call the sea dooming those who curse the skies oh and send it to the fire, - the fire the moon's an orange haze and the green tea washed up to the shore the night has now turned to insanity summoning all powers to the door and I should turn into a hero to rescue them from my touch, and before the planets collide in a flash of brilliance dooming those who curse the skies and swirling dizzy out of my hands - --oh I should turn into a hero rescuing them from my heated domain all is done, already on its way imagining some control and doom those who cursed the skies oh the price to pay ~~~~~~~ Glass Cliff (1) your mouth is moving and I know that the words are filling the air but my ears meet silence I'm already numbed forced not to care because I'm gradually falling gradually breaking - - - into pieces and falling off a sharp-edged glass cliff, forever tumbling and falling down, down, down... your mouth smiles but your eyes glitter like crusted gems they speak of love but I believe it vanished somewhere out in rem you know I'm gradually falling gradually breaking - - - into pieces and falling off a sharp-edged glass cliff, forever tumbling and falling down, down, down... *never knocking on the case *to see if the shoe inside answered *if it fits, wear it for walking *you dance away unheard and I'm gradually falling gradually breaking - - - into pieces and falling off a sharp-edged glass cliff, forever tumbling and falling down, down, down... ~~~~~~~~~~~ WiTCH When yoU know there's no waY around and theRe's An unSettlinG twist in the bReeze wheN the CanDle buRns DowN to GLow on your florescent metallic sKiN then you know that it is me wheN you feeL that the petALs are falliNg out of the aiR, out of noWheRe anD youR BuRRieD guilt StiRs the frogs chime up fRom afaR then you feel me cReep into your haiR yes, look in the silveR goDDess charm around your nek, peek quickly, because I am theRe they didn't call me up from the past, I neVeR left the stARs oR youR boNes IN thesymBoLs of RuNes and maGazine tunes the SeA's fuRy and the plane's DRoNe I fLoAt in the fLoweRs I Lift on the winD's hitcH & my poWeR teRRifies you iT's the toucH of a Witch YoU ShuDDeR when the eaRth gRoaNs and you tuRn at the sounD from behind you but you only finD shaDows in the Rose Bush, iN the MoonLiGht But all YouR prophecies came TRue sometimes I stay days at the oceAn sleepinG peacefuLLy on a croon I danCe in the sUn and I live for the mooN I DARe sAy I Inspire it Too yes, look in the silveR goDDeSS charm around your neck, peek quickly, because I am theRe I'm not evil or good, and I roAm endlessly I neVeR left the stARs oR youR boNes IN thesymBoLs of RuNes and maGazine tunes the SeA's fuRy and the plane's DRoNe I fLoAt in the fLoweRs I Lift on the winD's hitcH & my poWeR teRRifies you iT's the toucH of a Witch "Chickity China the Chinese chicken You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin' Watchin X-Files with no lights on, we're dans la maison I hope the Smoking Man's in this one" - the Barenaked Ladies, "One Week" moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Oct 1998 19:37:04 -0800 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Andalite, & The Goddess) Subject: ET: a poem from a friend - READ Hi angels, It seems to me that this list has turned into quite the "forward things to/discussion" list, which is fine, but - I thought I'd put the swing into it with some poetry. This one isn't written by me, but it's written by a very good friend of mine, and, with her permission, I'm sharing it with you. I'd really like it if you all took the time to find this e-mail out of the masses of "the 80s!" posts and read and/or appreciated her poem. Frozen Stone Tears. by *Jennyrose* funny huh you leave with everything you need and then you read the text is not complete and nothing is until youre melted incomplete forever melted into a watery steel grey and it sucks you down into everything you ever hated it sucks you down into the wretched depths of hatred and you know this is not where you were. you lost everything you had you lost everything in a blur. the red blood of her dress scarlet tears turned purple broken down into the magnificence of her pale broken breast. the tangled furor of her green eyes it digs in into the deep confusion it digs and pulls you within. she hit the pavement the day she met her fate cracked broken starry cement. she took out all her promises held them in her hand she swore she'd never break them she'd never break them until plead became demand. and her blood red tears broke the pavement because nothing else would. because she knew she'd never meet that demand. she knew she never could. she held her heart in her hand beating warm and whole and she cried the frozen stones she'd always kept from you hidden in the corner with the coal. she could never compete with your perfect girls and your burning beautiful soul. Love Sam the ? angel "remember that there is peace/in the quiet of the night" -moi moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #262 **********************************