From: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org (fegmaniax-digest) To: fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Subject: fegmaniax-digest V7 #382 Reply-To: fegmaniax@smoe.org Sender: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk fegmaniax-digest Thursday, October 8 1998 Volume 07 : Number 382 Today's Subjects: ----------------- globe of Frogs [Russ Reynolds ] more yipping [Natalie Jacobs ] CD [domis@tfn.com] Re: Yip: sincerity vs. art [MARKEEFE@aol.com] Re: Yip: sincerity vs. art [Tom Clark ] Re: Yip: sincerity vs. art [Mark_Gloster@3com.com] Doug [Russ Reynolds ] Re: Doug [Capuchin ] Scotties and death [shmac@ix.netcom.com (Scott Hunter McCleary)] Re: Scotties and death (and Westies too) [amadain ] Re: Doug [The Great Quail ] Yikes! [The Great Quail ] GQ article [Natalie Jacobs ] just what is a(n) Westie ["Bret" ] Re: GQ article [Capuchin ] Feghoots [MARKEEFE@aol.com] Bad Seeds Live [zolarox@juno.com (Debora K)] New Kristin Hersh album [Mike Runion ] Re: Yikes! [Jon Fetter ] No longer really re: New Kristin Hersh album [Christopher Gross ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 7 Oct 98 12:47:00 -0800 From: Russ Reynolds Subject: globe of Frogs >ps. I wouldn't have put "Globe of Frogs" with John's >other examples, since I feel a greater depth with >that particular ditty, even if I don't have much of >a clue about its specific meaning. hmmm...I have an old tape somewhere from before the album came out where he says it was inspired by the Biosphere project...and this was well before Biosphere became headline news. Of course you never know with RH whether or not he's just being flip. - -rUss ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1998 16:40:43 -0400 From: Natalie Jacobs Subject: more yipping All right, I'll throw my beret into the ring on this one... just a little too late as usual... (I have a gift for being too late - in fact, I am the person who always arrives *after* everything's been sorted and asks "Can I help with anything?" ... but I digress.) Eb complains about "The Yip Song" being distanced, imprecise - that you can't tell it's about Robyn's dad unless you've been told... but for me that's precisely what makes the song so powerful, for a very personal reason: I associate the song with the death of my grandfather earlier this year, and the line "This old man, he was gone and I was sorry" never fails to choke me up. If Robyn sang about Raymond Hitchcock instead of "this old man," the song would have a fixed reference point; it would still be a sad song but that extra dimension, for me, would be missing - I wouldn't be able to read my own situation into the lyrics. As a murky shadow sometimes can have more meaning than the object that casts it, due to the fact that the viewer can read more into it, this lyrical vagueness makes the song more universal than it might otherwise have been. Of course, this is all highly subjective on my part and I'm also very tired, so I hope this makes sense. n. p.s. My "hairstylist" (I hate that word) let me rip the Robyn article out of the salon's copy of GQ. If anyone hasn't read it, I can put it up on my website. Let me know privately. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1998 14:16:43 -0400 From: domis@tfn.com Subject: CD Been away from the machine for awhile, and all this talk of the Storefront CD has compelled me to delurk and ask if it's been released yet. I thought Oct. 27 was the date. Olaf ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1998 18:04:21 EDT From: MARKEEFE@aol.com Subject: Re: Yip: sincerity vs. art In a message dated 98-10-07 14:40:05 EDT, you write: << I believe that the mere concern for the audience's perception or participation with the work is an obstacle to attaining art. >> I like what Mark had to say here about this subject (see his original post for all the exciting details!). It's a bit similar to what he and I discussed over breakfast a few weeks ago (he eats steamed eggs, by the way, which is healthy but a bit unusual; I eat waffles, which is way less healthy, but so very tastey . . . mmm, waffles . . .). . . . oh, right, anyway. I was wondering if the reverse of Mark's statement were also true. Does attaining art (sometimes, often, always, never) become an obstacle for the audience's perception or ability to participate with the work? And does it matter? This has been a big issue for me lately, as I'm trying to hone my songwriting skills, which has involved (for me) working on tighter song constructions (rhyming, adhering more strictly to A-B-A-B, etc.). It's been hard to remain as true to myself on occasion when trying to squeeze into these tighter-fitting songs, but it's also a good challenge for me. But I've been wondering lately: "Would I rather make a really 'artful' song that will mean a lot to me and maybe nothing to most other people, or would I rather write a more accessible song in which I feel I've slightly compromised my artistic expresssion, but I've maybe written something that more people could relate to?" So, what say you all? - -------Michael K. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1998 15:41:39 -0700 From: Tom Clark Subject: Re: Yip: sincerity vs. art On 10/7/98 3:04 PM, MARKEEFE@aol.com wrote: ><< I believe that the mere concern > for the audience's perception or participation with > the work is an obstacle to attaining art. >> > > I like what Mark had to say here about this subject (see his original >post for all the exciting details!). > I was >wondering if the reverse of Mark's statement were also true. Does attaining >art (sometimes, often, always, never) become an obstacle for the audience's >perception or ability to participate with the work? And does it matter? > So, what say you all? I think it's a difficult and personal decision each artists has to make for him/herself. One has to first decide whether or not public perception of the art is a goal. If it is, then that obviously plays into the production of the piece, perhaps watering it down for the masses. If not, then the artist is free to express him/herself in any and all ways - but for what purpose? Catharsis? If a song about a tree falling in an empty forest is never performed for an audience... I suppose the best art is the kind produced solely by and for the artist, yet discovered and enjoyed by others. That's about as deep as I go. How 'bout those Yankees? - -tc ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1998 16:18:43 -0700 From: Mark_Gloster@3com.com Subject: Re: Yip: sincerity vs. art >This has been a big issue for me lately, as I'm trying to hone my >songwriting skills, which has involved (for me) working on tighter song >constructions (rhyming, adhering more strictly to A-B-A-B, etc.). It's been >hard to remain as true to myself on occasion when trying to squeeze into these >tighter-fitting songs, but it's also a good challenge for me. But I've been >wondering lately: "Would I rather make a really 'artful' song that will mean a >lot to me and maybe nothing to most other people, or would I rather write a >more accessible song in which I feel I've slightly compromised my artistic >expresssion, but I've maybe written something that more people could relate >to?" > So, what say you all? Michael has heard some of my advice on this issue, but here's a little sip from the farkian shirehose: It is probably a good idea to learn the craft of music, including the structure of songs, the "rules" of songwriting, and how to use your instruments if ever you are going to play out or be recorded. Otherwise, I invoke the five-year rule on recording compositions. That is, everything that I let see the light of day should at least have a good shot at not causing me intense embarrassment if I hear it in five years. That also goes for musicianship and big time for vocals. Unfortunately, one of the songs on _Monday's Lunch_ bothers me for its recording/production values. I would tell y'all which one, but it might be more fun to hear people argue about which tune sucked the most butt. All in all, unless you are trying to sell a song to someone to cover, you have at least the same chance of it being a hit if you write something that means something as you do if you write a ditty you never want to hear again. If you coincidentally manage to adhere to some songwriting rules, great. If you don't, great. You are ultimately the one who has to live with your creations. If the song has words, words have got to be the most important component. You should at least believe that when you are developing them. Likewise, for a recorded version of the song, the vocals are the most important thing, because they carry the words, and that is what is most identifiable about a musical act. Ultimately the melody, chord structure, instrumentation, lyrics, and vocal attitude should all grow into one thing that really goes together to become bigger than the sum of its parts (see Elton John/Bernie Taupin, Lennon/McCartney for examples.) Further, I have no idea what's in the heads of the audience. But, if I write songs that I (the real person whose taste I can measure- maybe in spoonfulls, not in bushels) like, perhaps someone with similar taste will like it, but maybe I just have to deal with a "more selective" audience, to use a Spinal Tappian euphemism. I can't remember the author who said, "Don't think about what to write about, write about what you're thinking about." The things inside your head are already afforded some amount of development and they interest you. If you decide you are going to run out and write the ultimate "heavy" song about the human condition, and have lived in your parents closet all your life, it'll just come out as boring, and before you know it you'll be babbling about mountains coming out of the sky and standing there and you'll get picked on by some weird musical peon on some maillist about someone else for no apparent reason- and nobody wants that. Contrast that with the prospect of writing about something you really care for, and that energy that is behind whichever words you use will add to the mixture. Oh. Another thing. If someone acts like they know everything about music or songwriting and they _claim_ to have a frightening sea creature doesn't mean they actually are right, or even exist. They could be just one of The so-called-Great Quail's baffling memory manipulations, or, at very least, one of his biggest laboratory mistakes. No matter how schizo they seem, they could also just have a singular perspective that doesn't wash with your experience. They probably don't even follow their own rules all the time. The last sort-of related item: Don't put your self respect in the hands of others. They won't treat it as well as it deserves. I can tell you are all desperately missing The Great Quail, as he is a man of relatively few words compared to his oceanic frankenstein. All the best and then some, - -sharkboy ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 98 16:47:00 -0800 From: Russ Reynolds Subject: Doug Hey Quail, Didja happen to catch last night's episode of "Doug" on Nickelodeon (probably not unless you have kids who pressure you to watch dumb cartoons with them). Doug invisioned himself as a super hero named "Quail Man" If you were a disc jockey this episode would have been a gold mine for your show. - -russ ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1998 17:28:51 -0700 (PDT) From: Capuchin Subject: Re: Doug On Wed, 7 Oct 1998, Russ Reynolds wrote: > Doug invisioned himself as a super hero named "Quail Man" I do believe this is a regular occurance. I haven't watched Doug in years, but he did this more than once when I did. Oh yeah, you might also happen to watch Doug if one of your good friends is a big scary punk guy who thinks that watching children's programming is better than just about anything. ("Hey, Sayer... let's go DO something!" "Fuck that!") J. ________________________________________________________ J A Brelin Capuchin ________________________________________________________ ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1998 21:19:37 -0500 From: shmac@ix.netcom.com (Scott Hunter McCleary) Subject: Scotties and death We had a Scotty when we were first married. The breed has a tendency to be very vocal. Smokey had a "vocabulary" that was pretty amazing -- a variety of barks (never a yip), and he'd moo at certain items. And like death, he always had to have the last word (more like a grumble, but always loud enough for you to hear it). A typical exchange: Woof Shutup Woof Shutup Woof Shutup Woof Shutup erf That's better erf Interesting how many Fegs have histories with highland breeds. Kibble on ya, Scott ========= SH McCleary Prodigal Dog Communications 3052 S. Buchanan St., #A1 Arlington, VA 22206 shmac@prodigaldog.com www.prodigaldog.com Schuyler's page: www.prodigaldog.com/baby/ ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1998 21:32:18 -0600 From: amadain Subject: Re: Scotties and death (and Westies too) >We had a Scotty when we were first married. The breed has a tendency to be >very vocal. This is one thing they share with Westies, anyway. Talkative little things. And smart. Doors are no barrier to these guys unless the knob's too high for them to reach, and for awhile we had to put ties on the utility room refrigerator as well because this one Westie dog named Angus also understood how that door worked. >Smokey had a "vocabulary" that was pretty amazing -- a variety >of barks (never a yip), and he'd moo at certain items. Yeah, I think the "yip" thing maybe is a kind of derogatory reference. Those who think that anything under 40 pounds is a toy dog (and those who don't like dogs in general, I guess) are liable to classify any noise a small dog makes as being yip-like. The only dogs I've ever heard make noises that actually sounded like yip are those little hairballs on legs type dogs, Yorkies and such. >And like death, he always had to have the last word (more like a grumble, >but >always loud enough for you to hear it). A typical exchange: Maybe this was another thing that led me to draw the analogy between Death and terriers :). This seems to be common to both breeds. Angus used to do that, and Maggie does it as well. They sort of trail off, but still keep on making noise, just to show you you aren't really boss and they'll stop when it pleases them. One last erf for independence's sake. >Woof Shutup Woof Shutup Woof Shutup Woof Shutup erf That's better erf Sort of like that :). >Interesting how many Fegs have histories with highland breeds. Indeed. Both breeds are fairly popular though, so I guess it's not that surprising. Love on ya, Susan ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 07 Oct 1998 22:49:37 -0700 From: West Subject: Re: Scotties and death (and Westies too) amadain wrote: > This is one thing they share with Westies, anyway. Westies are a type of dog? Drat! Now I'll have to come up with a new name for my cult members. Somethingly, West. - -- *********************************************************************** West A. Moran E-mail: ipalindromei@earthlink.net "...No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity." "But I know none, and therefore am no beast." --William Shakespeare, "Richard III". ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1998 22:48:52 -0700 From: Eb Subject: completely off-topic I know there are several computer experts here.... My father has a problem. He has an AOL account (and a Mac), and he gets email from his brother across the country, who has a PC and uses Microsoft Outlook Express to send mail. For some reason, every email my dad gets from the brother has a black or dark blue background. Since the text itself is black, well, this isn't good. I've seen a sample "black" email, but couldn't offer a solution. My dad can still read the email if he highlights it yellow, but it's still an annoying inconvenience. It seems to have something to do with HTML coding, because when you highlight the message, you see it twice -- first as text, and then repeated in what appears to be HTML code. Anyway, I have no idea what advice to give my dad. Help? Whose settings are to blame, my dad's or my uncle's? And while I'm here, what does that option box on Netscape mean which says "Allow persistent caching of pages retrieved through SSL"? (Just email me.) Eb, trying to figure out how discussion of Storefront Hitchcock morphed into talk about "Scottie dogs" ;) ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Oct 98 05:04:05 -0400 From: The Great Quail Subject: Re: Doug Russ asks, >Didja happen to catch last night's episode of "Doug" on Nickelodeon >(probably not unless you have kids who pressure you to watch dumb cartoons >with them) Doug invisioned himself as a super hero named "Quail Man" I did not see that episode, so I don't know if it is a re-run; but I have seen several episodes where Doug transforms himself, with the help of a belt, into Quail-Man. I must confess that I was, the first time I witnessed this, astonished; and I immediately attempted the feat myself, but my pants fell down. I should note here, although this may surprise Bayard, that I am not animated. Yesterday while passing a store, I heard a folksie-country song that had this lyric: "Hey bird-dog, keep away from my quail." I have never heard this before, and my surprise was such that I was almost hit by a car. (Elvis Costello was not, however, behind the wheel.) The word "quail" appears three times in Finnegans Wake, once in Ulysses, twice in the Bible, once in the Simpsons, and zero times in "Severe Tire Damage, the Shakespeare remix." It also appears six times in the Warren Commission Report; but I hesitate to mention that lest I set off Dave Lang again. I should also add that the Bush Years were particularly hard on me. - --Quail PS: Mark Gloster, don't think I am oblivious to the location of Robert. He's watching you, safe from your own home, and he knows when you are bad or good, and if you've been hitting the farkian shirehose too much. +---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+ The Great Quail, K.S.C. (riverrun Discordian Society) For fun with postmodern literature, New York vampires, and Fegmania, visit Sarnath: http://www.rpg.net/quail "The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents." -- H.P. Lovecraft ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Oct 98 05:04:16 -0400 From: The Great Quail Subject: Yikes! Yikes!!!!! I just *had* to forward this, from the Pynchon-List! The original subject was "Racism in Gravity's Rainbow?" - ---------------- Begin Forwarded Message ---------------- Date: 10/07 6:43 PM Received: 10/07 10:17 PM From: jim smith, jim@psychedelic.org To: pynchon-l@waste.org At 02:44 PM 10/7/98 -0700, David Casseres wrote: >Paul Mackin sez >>... something I've been meaning to ask for years. When >>Tex Beneke sang Chattanooga Choo-Choo did he start it off with 'pardon me, >>boy' (speaking to the pullman porter) or 'pardon me, boys' (speaking to some >>white buystanders or musician pals) >OK, I remember it as "boy." And you want to know how I remember it? Never >mind, I'm going to tell you anyway. I remember it because of a Mnemonic >Device, one which was originally fashioned for another purpose entirely, >viz., a shaggy dog joke of the kind known as a Feghoot. And I will not >trouble you with the body of the joke, but the punch line is "Pardon, me, >Roy, is that the cat that chewed your new shoes?" "Pardon me, Roys" >wouldn't work. feghoot what a marvellous word feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot the incomparable flann o'brien composed enough for a whole book: the many lives of keats and chapman Lions The poet and Chapman once visited a circus. Chapman was very impressed by an act in which lions were used. A trainer entered a cage in which were two ferocious-looking specimens, sat down unconcernedly, took out a papr, and began to read. 'He's reading between the lions,' Keats said. - ---------------------------------------------------------- jim smith 0961 319040 writing / web dev http://www.psychedelic.org Fickt nicht mit Raketemensch - ----------------- End Forwarded Message ----------------- +---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+ The Great Quail, K.S.C. (riverrun Discordian Society) For fun with postmodern literature, New York vampires, and Fegmania, visit Sarnath: http://www.rpg.net/quail "The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents." -- H.P. Lovecraft ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Oct 1998 08:33:25 -0400 From: Natalie Jacobs Subject: GQ article Due to popular demand, I will be putting the GQ article up on my website as soon as I can. I already have my team of 100 monkeys hard at work typing it up. n. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Oct 1998 08:36:47 -0500 From: "Bret" Subject: just what is a(n) Westie >amadain wrote: > >> This is one thing they share with Westies, anyway. > >Westies are a type of dog? I thought it was another name for a VW bus camper.............. - -b ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Oct 1998 08:23:40 -0700 (PDT) From: Capuchin Subject: Re: GQ article On Thu, 8 Oct 1998, Natalie Jacobs wrote: > I already have my team of 100 monkeys hard at work typing > it up. OK, back to the old grindstone. ________________________________________________________ J A Brelin Capuchin ________________________________________________________ ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Oct 1998 11:34:53 EDT From: MARKEEFE@aol.com Subject: Feghoots After TGQ's post about feghoots, I immediately went searching online for some further clues as to where this little word -- cousin to the beloved "fegmania" -- originated. I found the following excerpt at a linguistics site. Oh, and if you really wanna torture yourself with reading some feghoots, here's a good site: Tarzan's Tripes Forever, and Other Feghoots - FÉ << In Memoriam Ferdinand Feghoot Many thanks to those who wrote to tell me the name of the long stories with plays on words as a punchline. Fewer thanks to those who deluged me with punchlines. Fewest to those who got the punchlines WRONG|| ;-) Quite a few people came up with the name 'feghoot', which was best explained as follows: Galaxy magazine ran them every so often, attributing them to "Grendel Briarton" which is an anagram of the author's real name (which, unfortunately, escapes me). They ran upwards of 1/2 page in the Galaxy layout, and were titled (from memory) "Through Time and Space With Ferdinand Feghoot." >> - -----Michael K. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Oct 1998 09:01:58 -0700 From: zolarox@juno.com (Debora K) Subject: Bad Seeds Live I made the tape for you, but the computer managed to delete your name and addy. Sorry about that. Could you send the place where I need to be sending it? Our computer is insisting that we ran out of memory, and it seems we can do little about it. It erased a good chunk of our files. And I was all into getting stuff done today!!! Thanks, Vince & Deb ___________________________________________________________________ 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 or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Oct 1998 12:07:01 -0700 From: Mike Runion Subject: New Kristin Hersh album For those of you who are Kristin Hersh fans and that may not already know about this. Heck, with this and the new Dan Bern, this here web-only release stuff is really starting to fire up...and man, isn't October 27 turning out to be a massively cool day for new releases? - - from Addicted To Noise Hersh To Release Web-Only LP Former Throwing Muses leader Kristin Hersh will release a World Wide Web-only album of Appalachian folk songs, entitled Murder Misery, on Oct. 27. The 12-song collection will include such traditional songs as "Down in the Willow Garden," "I Never Will Marry," "Banks of the Ohio," "What Will We Do With the Baby-O" and "Three Night Drunk." The album will be available at www.4AD.com* and is the first in a series of Web-only releases that also will include exclusive albums from His Name Is Alive and the Hope Blister in February 1999. * and several other online sights, like CDNow and ThrowingMusic.com - -- Mike Runion Cocoa, FL, USA /******************************************************************\ | VCM: http://www5.palmnet.net/~mrrunion/cones.htm | | Fegmaps: http://www5.palmnet.net/~mrrunion/fegmaps | | Spoken Word Tape: http://www5.palmnet.net/~mrrunion/wordtape.htm | \******************************************************************/ "Wait a minute. Time for a Planetary Sit-In!" - Julian Cope ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 9 Oct 1998 01:23:51 +0800 From: Jon Fetter Subject: Re: Yikes! You can tell the Pynchoners that it certainly is "boy", cuz the second next line is "boy, you can give me a shine." Now I've seen a lot of movies from the forties, and I've never seen anything like a group of white musicians gang-polishing anyone's shoes on a train platform. That just wasn't allowed then. "Read a Galaxy and then you're in Baltimore..." Jon >Yikes!!!!! > >I just *had* to forward this, from the Pynchon-List! The original subject >was "Racism in Gravity's Rainbow?" > > >---------------- Begin Forwarded Message ---------------- >Date: 10/07 6:43 PM >Received: 10/07 10:17 PM >From: jim smith, jim@psychedelic.org >To: pynchon-l@waste.org > >At 02:44 PM 10/7/98 -0700, David Casseres wrote: >>Paul Mackin sez >>>... something I've been meaning to ask for years. When >>>Tex Beneke sang Chattanooga Choo-Choo did he start it off with 'pardon me, >>>boy' (speaking to the pullman porter) or 'pardon me, boys' (speaking to some >>>white buystanders or musician pals) > >>OK, I remember it as "boy." And you want to know how I remember it? Never >>mind, I'm going to tell you anyway. I remember it because of a Mnemonic >>Device, one which was originally fashioned for another purpose entirely, >>viz., a shaggy dog joke of the kind known as a Feghoot. And I will not >>trouble you with the body of the joke, but the punch line is "Pardon, me, >>Roy, is that the cat that chewed your new shoes?" "Pardon me, Roys" >>wouldn't work. > >feghoot > >what a marvellous word > >feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot feghoot >feghoot > >the incomparable flann o'brien composed enough for a whole book: the many >lives of keats and chapman > >Lions > >The poet and Chapman once visited a circus. Chapman was very impressed by >an act in which lions were used. A trainer entered a cage in which were >two >ferocious-looking specimens, sat down unconcernedly, took out a papr, and >began to read. > >'He's reading between the lions,' Keats said. >---------------------------------------------------------- >jim smith 0961 319040 >writing / web dev http://www.psychedelic.org >Fickt nicht mit Raketemensch > > >----------------- End Forwarded Message ----------------- > >+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+ > >The Great Quail, K.S.C. (riverrun Discordian Society) > >For fun with postmodern literature, New York vampires, and Fegmania, >visit Sarnath: http://www.rpg.net/quail > >"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the >human mind to correlate all its contents." > -- H.P. Lovecraft ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Oct 1998 13:40:02 -0400 (EDT) From: Christopher Gross Subject: No longer really re: New Kristin Hersh album On Thu, 8 Oct 1998, Mike Runion wrote: > For those of you who are Kristin Hersh fans and that may not already know > about this. Heck, with this and the new Dan Bern, this here web-only > release stuff is really starting to fire up...and man, isn't October 27 > turning out to be a massively cool day for new releases? And as it happens, it's also the birthday of a certain Feg. (I won't mention any names, but it's one of Bayard's roommates.) He's gonna have a lot of good presents to buy himself that day. - --Chris (who doesn't have a westy/scotty dog, but whose Aunt Joan does) ______________________________________________________________________ Christopher Gross On the Internet, nobody knows I'm a dog. chrisg@gwu.edu ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Oct 1998 12:11:54 -0700 (PDT) From: fred is ted Subject: Re: Scotties and death - ---Scott Hunter McCleary wrote: > Interesting how many Fegs have histories with highland breeds. Cloudland Revisited At the risk of a wee bit of embarrassment, I am now obliged to bring up my Scottie connection. When I was a pup, my sister and I loved Highlands, or "beardie dogs" as we called them. Buffy (blush) in her spaz childhood enthusiasm for Scotties, Skyes, et al., formed the The Beardie Dog Club, complete with membership certificates. Buff still has hers! Heee! Ted "yeah, we get high on little yippy dogs" Eamon Podgorney _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ------------------------------ End of fegmaniax-digest V7 #382 *******************************