#1/50: By: diatribe (#61) (SIGOp) : sugarmice dancing in the rain 05/16/96 05:54pm ahhh my friends, I guess I finally have a home. :) well, sort of anyway. since the rest of the board is probably sick of hearing my work-a-day rants and diatribes about things in life that confuse, frustrate, and depress me ... i decided to create a board just for that use. Feel free to step up and LET GO :) and let others share and comment as well. Let this be sort of like a slam poetry forum, where others are completely free from the constraints of manners and politeness, so that they may comment on your thoughts as freely as they please. we all need reality checks from time to time. : ) bad vibes or whatever else generated on this board shouldn't bleed elsewhere, just let this be your padded room. (but you don't *have* to be harsh, you can be nice if you want to :)) And if you don't want it, just jump somewhere else. bad grammar is invited. 0) basically, chat here is fine too but you can't rant if you want to and let it all hang loose. diatribe p.s. the board gets its name from my internet friend sugarmice, the most wonderful poet i've ever met. his father is a dentist, which horrifies me. :) #2/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : my prediction is that sometime soon 02/02/97 11:47pm Microsoft will buy Disney or vice versa. When that happens I'll just give up. #3/50: By: ZAPHOD (#41) : WoW 02/03/97 05:11pm Microsoft/Disney merger: the mind reels! Hal- i think you better lay off the george Orwell for a while :-) #4/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : fuck all, bat shit, bug frottage, 02/03/97 10:51pm Cthulhu R'leyh orwell didn't go far enough!!!!! #5/50: By: ZAPHOD (#41) : bug frottage? whaa? 02/05/97 03:06pm #6/50: By: gosubrun (#16) : bug frottage? 02/06/97 03:12pm oh hal, you sexy circuitry! i/o me, you big hunk o' Heavy Metal (my other line is an OC-12) #7/50: By: diatribe (#61) (SIGOp) : sadsdsad 02/06/97 09:28pm i'm sad today and i can safely say the world SUCKS. suck suck suck i think i'd enjoy getting punched in the nose right now i think that's what they call rock and roll #8/50: By: Adagio (#25) : oh no...it's the attack of the bipolar bear!!! 02/08/97 11:46am #9/50: By: diatribe (#61) (SIGOp) : rooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrr!!! 02/09/97 04:25pm :) it's the best of both worlds. raaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrr! gNarly Educated Radical Dude. #10/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : another message about io.... 02/09/97 07:16pm could it be? nah. never. well maybe. um yeah i guess so. #11/50: By: Radio Free Willy (#3) : io? 02/10/97 11:26am Rfw's favorite satellite? The sole Gallilean satellite of Jupiter that you can listen to at millipicnics? The one that blasts through the mighty flux tube or our wannabe binary star, creating visible arcing and auroras all the way down into the planet? The one that goes WSSSSHHHHHMMMMMMMMSSSSSSSSSSSSNNNNNNN on 21 MHz every time? The one that proves that Goddess is indeed strange and powerful? Sounds good to me. #12/50: By: Adagio (#25) : I always always a ganymede type, myself 02/11/97 04:55am #13/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : no, i mean io 02/11/97 10:04pm #14/50: By: ZAPHOD (#41) : 02/12/97 11:17am as in I(n put)/O(ut put) ? #15/50: By: gosubrun (#16) : euripedes' pants 02/12/97 01:28pm you gotta pay #16/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : yeah, as in (I)n put (O)ut put. 02/14/97 06:48pm io #17/50: By: ZAPHOD (#41) : 02/15/97 01:27am See MoN, We SpEkA Daaa Same Language! #18/50: By: diatribe (#61) (SIGOp) : ulrika rules all 02/17/97 01:31am i'm writing for this magazine called carbomb and trying to write for this magazine called giant robot but of course the minute i'm supposed to write seriously all the ideas fly out of my head... what should i write about? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArg. i have to write three more articles for carbomb and i'm tapped dry. anyone know where to get stickers printed up inexpensively? has anyone here ever watched "Nausicaa of the valley of the wind?" #19/50: By: Radio Free Willy (#3) : io 02/17/97 11:58am Yo, I caught your rap, but here I tend to spell that kind of io I/O. #20/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : to Alex, input output is a complicated concept, 02/17/97 02:57pm and he spells in I/O. however, for HAL, input output is a vastly ordinary tyoe of idea, represented by a single, conceptually ordinary, word. HAL spells and says io and does not even think of input/output or Jupiter's moon. #21/50: By: Adagio (#25) : Seen Nausica & all that. Wasn't very impressed with it. 02/19/97 01:28am #22/50: By: Radio Free Willy (#3) : HAL 9000 doesn't think about io 02/19/97 10:44am HAL 9000 just talks. HAL 9000 is the ultimate hidden op-system. "bicycle... built... for....... two................. IBM PC-DOS 4.11 C> " #23/50: By: gosubrun (#16) : just 02/20/97 03:05am don't think about Jupiter's moon. No, don't. Don't see it. Don't see it in your mind's eye, spinning there in space, feeling the immense and intractable pull from dominant gas giant Jupiter rippling the surface with extreme tidal effects, jerking madly about like an epileptic pinball caught in a sticky flystrip of spacetime gravity warpage of the surrounding ylem... #24/50: By: diatribe (#4) : sleepy eating ships 02/21/97 12:30am i'm sitting here eating chips, with a speech to edit and visuals to prepare. screw it all! and then there's the trap of i'll wake up early and do it and then all of a sudeen you find youself saying "SCREW college! i want to be freee! frreeee!" then you go make more coffee and sit down and do a piddly amount of work and fall asleep. how can i get my motivation back? why do i keep palnning so many things and keeping myself busy when i don't want to do any work? sigh. sigh, sigh! sometimes i wish my school was crossraods except i know i'd have 20 X worser a time concentrating and would probably be sprawled out on a rooftop stoned out of my mind right now. at least they have a bigger art dept. one of the only heros in my life is stuck in wisconsin and i haven't heard from him in months, if i had him right now i'd be ok. not depressed, just aimless. diatribe #25/50: By: Radio Free Willy (#3) : io 02/21/97 10:40am I was trying harder not to think of an electron flux many thousands of miles long, with a gyrofrequency somewhere around 21 MHz, the Jovian ionosphere beinb so thick that the critical frequency is usually around 32 MHz, and attendant lightning discharges, auroral lights and enough RF to hear at millipicnics on cheap, simple short wave radios. I was trying really hard not to think about enormous sparks all the way from a moon to a planet. Too late. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #26/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : dave, dave 02/21/97 10:48pm dave is just io frank is just io discovery is just io mission control is just io the moon, on the other hand, is Io (as a moon, its name should be capitalized, of course.) i need to howl #27/50: By: ZAPHOD (#41) : See, Its like Hal said! 02/23/97 12:14am If Hal 9000 had O.S. 2, dave would be alive today! #28/50: By: Radio Free Willy (#3) : Dave is alive today. 02/25/97 10:42am He's gone over to The Other Side, with only the revived HAL 9000 to keep him company. Dave isn't here. Timothy Leary's dead. No, no, no, he's outside. No, he's dead. #29/50: By: diatribe (#4) : i like the way you pray 03/04/97 04:29pm what is scientology? this german lutheran minister lady was telling me that it was only a business and not a religion... in europe it's seen as that... aside from all the cultish stuff and superstition, what is scientology? what will happen when L ROn HubBard dies? diatribe #30/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : ok, it goes like this, on July 5th, 1998, 03/04/97 11:58pm (as you all know by now) the Xists will come to Earth to rescue all dues paying subgeniuses from the normals. They won't come on their own, but instead will be called on July 4th, 1998, when, at the teleologically appropriate instant, JR "Bob" Dobbs sacrifices L Ron Hubbard to the psychotic orbiting space god, JEHOVAH I. All of the money taken from the deluded normals by Scientology Media Control and Mind Manipulation will erupt from the body of L Ron and stream toward space, where it will assume geosynchronous orbit over the Washington Monument and function as a giant green beacon. This beacon will guide the donut shaped saucers of the Xist Sex Goddesses as they stack up on and around the Washington Monument like a segmented alien vagina that will envelope and destroy Amerika's foremost symbol of normal, pink, patriarchy. And that's what will happen when L Ron Hubbard dies. See, all you have to do is ask. #31/50: By: Adagio (#25) : hrm 03/05/97 02:56am diatribe, 1) L. Ron Hubbard has been dead for...uh...shit, a long time. 2) The cultish stuff and superstition IS Scientology. Your German Lutheran Minister Lady was quite correct, as well. Scientology is nothing but the most insane load of horseshit you'll ever come across. Hell, it makes just about ANYTHING look sensible by comparison... "In recent months, posts detailing serious abuses by Scientologists have been posted to alt.religion.scientology, as newsgroup set up for that purpose. Some posts have been delivered to the net, purporting to describe ludis 'courses' which the cult is using to gull the susceptible. "One such course describes a tyrant named Xenu who, 70 million years ago, it is claimed, kidnapped people in spacecraft resembling mid-20th century DC-8 airliners, dropped them into volcanoes and nuked them. An average Scientologist could pay many thousands of dollars, and be subject to months or even years of softening his critical faculties, to prepare him to hear this crap." The text I quoted from describes quite a bit more and appears itself to quote from documents directly out of the Scientology courses... lemme know if ya want it... -Il Diavolo #32/50: By: Radio Free Willy (#3) : also, 03/05/97 10:04am You pay them thousands of dollars to hold onto what resembles two beer cans and an ohmmeter, while they ask you embarassing questions. When you have trained yoursurself not to wiggle the meter while pouring out your most painful memories, you are pronounced Clear and you are then allowed to give them the rest of your money and recruit kids off Hollywood Boulevard. I will post no more about this fake religion, because it sues any BBS that tries to debunk them. #33/50: By: ZAPHOD (#41) : I know a guy who said: 03/05/97 11:30am they wreked his car, burned his house, killed his dogs and were ultamatly responsable for his fathers death (stress) he is so paranoid of them that he is convinced that any who speaks of them must be one of them I am enclined to beleave that you shouldnt mess w/ these people because the are know for crushing il(or otherwise seriously messing with the livew3s of thoes who cross them h #34/50: By: Beledi (#65) : Hasn't L. Ron Hubbard 03/06/97 12:07am died a number of times? I keep hearing he's dead, then he's not, then he's dead, then he's not then he's really dead this time. confusing. Kind of like a Russian leader. You never know if it's really him or some guy that just looks like him. #35/50: By: Adagio (#25) : If L. Ron Hubbard ISN'T dead, 03/07/97 02:25am then I'm gonna go on a Crusade to hunt his ass and I know folks who'll join me. Anyone 'ere wanna get on the list? On the other hand...it'd be pretty cool to be one of the people on the top levels of the organization. Imagine the money! The power! -Wow-! And getting to hang out with John Travolta. Talk about fuckin' kickass... oh well...I also wish I had some shares in MicroSoft...;> -Il Diavolo #36/50: By: Labia (#85) : l ron is just another dirtbag messiah, says all the tings dirtbag messiahs say. 03/08/97 02:52pm "create a war-machine and pound on everyone." #37/50: By: ZAPHOD (#41) : YER SLIPPIN 03/09/97 05:29am I didnt see the words penis or opression in this post whats a matter? #38/50: By: Adagio (#25) : ? 03/09/97 07:40am Don't you know, Zaphod? War is just dick-waving. btw, Laia...once again, yer right on the money... -Il Diavolo #39/50: By: diatribe (#4) : maybe nirvana is atom-dom 03/11/97 05:05pm bleh, who knows? i had an olfactory hallucination this morning. tandoori chicken, 7:45 AM, bathroom, brushing teeth. strange. i have alot of olfactory hallucinations... apple pie in the desert, coffee in a closet, prime rib in the living room. someone told me this meant i was mental. :) #40/50: By: gosubrun (#16) : HAL 03/12/97 12:33am in honor of your birthday, i taught my processor to sing, "Daisy." it also answers my phone, and tells the User that i cannot i/o right now so, diatribe; by your above comments, you appear ready to throw off the chains of the false demigogs and embrace the true occult wisdom: Fartology. Yes, my friends, I bet you have wondered to yourself, "How do they know what I'm thinking?" Or how others get the drop on you... it's simple: FARTOLOGY! The Science of Ascertaining Someone's Spiritual State by Sublime Sniffing. of course, you may have heard whispers of it, threads gleaming amidst all of the occult craperoo and hooplah. Old men know it; wise old women of the tribe know it. The animals know it. It has been rumored to exist for ages, and exist it does. I speak as one who knows all, sees all, and smells in such ripe and clarified fucus that it makes kirlian photography look like random static electrical discharge. Did you ever hear these wise sayings? "I smell a rat" "I could smell it coming" "Smells like trouble" of course you have! But did you ever stop to think of the concealed wisdom in these cliches? No. You did not. Fartology could help you with these koans. Fartology can show you the Way. Fartology NOSE. The smell of a corrupt garlic-eater is sharply different from that of a vegan. The smell of a power-mad executive is distinct from that of Suzy Homemaker. You only must open your Third Nostril to be free... #41/50: By: Adagio (#25) : diatribe, yer mental. ;> 03/12/97 02:37am #42/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : yea, whiffread the pstench of those who you would 03/12/97 11:07pm prophecy for. Once you have been glandscaped and suffered through the accu-beatings, your third nostril will open. I prophecy best when sent a large denomination bill which you have had in your wallet for some time. Use a wax envelope. #43/50: By: diatribe (#4) : :) *snIFF*:') 03/13/97 05:34pm am i worthy of fartology? would it overcome me? I'm having a BAD DAY. *scowl* I am not having a cerebral day, I'm having a physical, try to make it from point A to point B day. Mindset for today was basically "I hate art. I hate artists. Poetry is poo-caca. I hate poets." Most of the time i'm a bit more rational and logical about what i say about art and creative outletting but today point A was -i hate art- and point B was -hate art but come home without crying and having a completely manic depressive day-. i don't know how to explain it, okay? nice that today is the day that my english teacher should choose to ask me how important poetry was to my life, to life in general and whether it affected my life. i said "i guess so. you could say that. to a certain extent". i was really bored and trying to make it safely to point B, so i didn't really pay attention to what he was saying. "blah-blah-blah. blah-blah-blahblahblah." it turned into "BLAH-BLAH! BLAHBLAHBLAH!!!" so my mind tuned back and and figured out he was angry. he started shouting and well... i don't really remember much except that he said it made him angry enough to shout "fuck you" then started going off on a world without art or color. SHUT UP. what a stupid man. i guess this is what you call retarded. so i kept doing waht i'd been doing the whole time which was going "yup. uh-huh. i see your point. yup. i guess . . . ". he's known me for years. i'm one of the sole steady supporters of the poetry shit rag that he advises. i read at every reading and attend every poetry club meeting that i can make. i for the last few years lived, breathed, ate poetry. he should know me fucking better than that and give me a break, ask what's wrong, etc... instead of going off on some generic diatribe about -blah-. i could have been rude and started shouting "YOU AREN'T THAT GUY FROM DEAD POET'S SOCIETY AND YOU NEVER WILL BE SO GET OVER IT AND STOP THIS EMOTIONAL BULL SHIT HEAD TRIP!!! NOTHING YOU SHOUT WILL ROUSE ME ABOUT POETRY TODAY. POETRY SUCKS! SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKS. even stephen hawking (sp?) gets tired of physics!!!!! GO AWAY YOU HAIRY, OBTUSE, BORING MAN!!!" whatever. sorry. as i said i'm having a bad day i can't think, spell, or philosiphise. i hate men, for today. the world is just a really fake place and yes i know it's cliche to say that. #44/50: By: HAL 9000 (#73) : i'm sorry you are having a bad day, but one 03/13/97 07:04pm day your love of art will RISE LIKE PEGASUS OUT OF THE STORM, POETRY, POETRY, POETRY REBORN!! #45/50: By: Adagio (#25) : jezz 03/14/97 02:16am What a fucking asshole. Dude sounds like a total bitch-ass trick... -Il Diavolo #46/50: By: Radio Free Willy (#3) : art is like in the movie 03/17/97 11:40am it lays dormant, like herpes, but it does not pass. one day, you get a hell of a wart and sell some more. #47/50: By: Joseph (#1) (SysOp) : "a total bitch-ass trick..." 03/20/97 07:46pm now, why didn't *I* think of that? #48/50: By: Adagio (#25) : well 03/24/97 02:04am Probably 'cause we don't hang out enough, sweetheart...;> -Il Diavolo #49/50: By: gosubrun (#16) : art does not pass 03/27/97 08:39pm try a couple of bananas or prunes. #50/50: By: ZAPHOD (#41) : OHhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 03/29/97 02:28am It goes in, and IT goes Out! Fish,bannanas,old pajammas mutton, beef, and trout! sugarmice dancing in the rain -*> next or boards <*-