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8019. Ulgine Barrows - 12/20/2005 8:40:55 AM 8016. PelleNilsson
Well.
From the ratio of female to male, given they look too young for Nobel prizes, I'd say some sort of math or science competition.
8020. Ulgine Barrows - 12/20/2005 8:43:08 AM Involving water. 8021. wonkers2 - 12/20/2005 4:59:37 PM Swedish abstinence awards? 8022. PelleNilsson - 12/20/2005 8:24:17 PM Interesting suggestions. But the competition is about international and domestic current events, both political and cultural. There is one winner from each of Sweden's 21 regions. 8023. Ms. No - 12/20/2005 8:56:59 PM And these are the folks that made the best dioramas showing how the world would benefit from Swedish domination.
All parts and pieces obtained from IKEA. 8024. wonkers2 - 12/20/2005 10:45:42 PM Great idea. Better than a spelling bee. 8025. Frankster - 12/23/2005 7:32:07 AM I don't know if it's my favorite, but a memorable one which I can't find to save my life is Fay McKay's version of (I believe it's titled) "The 12 Drinks of Christmas", or the "The 12 Daze of Christmas" on the net or some music website. I heard it years ago and it is hilarious. Each verse contains a stronger drink, with Fay becoming more and more drunk as the song progresses. I think it was performed in front of a Las Vegas audience given where she is from and all the live laughter. 8026. Ulgine Barrows - 12/24/2005 12:03:48 PM And now we have learned about Pelle.
He can wait no longer than one day for survey results, before spilling the beans.
And they say Americans are impatient! 8027. Ulgine Barrows - 12/24/2005 12:22:22 PM Goyim Friends
All my goyim friends are making up their lists
And all my goyim friends get some pretty sweet gifts
Like snowboards, cell phones, paintball guns and iPods
Memberships to the last restricted golf clubs
But we, we will march on
Six-pack of socks from each of our Moms
It's oh so wrong
But we will march on
And all my goyim friends are eating up their ham
Honey-glazed, baked to perfection
With dinner rolls, gravy boats and turkey
Crème brulée, cherry pie, and fruitcake (yuck)
But we, we will march on
With General Tsao and egg foo yong
Takeout's not wrong
And we will march on
We have heard all of our goyim friends say
How lucky we are to get off each holiday
Like Tu BiSh'vat, Purim and Rosh Hashanah
Passover, Sukkot and Simchat Torah
And we, we have more stuff
From holiday fun
All the day long
While they have none
And we have marched on
We've got the day off
And another day off
See ya Monday! 8028. Ulgine Barrows - 12/24/2005 12:23:18 PM The LeeVees, 'Hanukkah Rocks' 8029. alistairConnor - 12/24/2005 10:57:31 PM I just realised, one I would have liked in the Christmas radio feed (a big hit around here it has been, all hail Wabbit)
"A fairy tale of New York" - The Pogues, with Christie McNicoll.
- You're a bum you're a punk
- You're an old slut on junk
- Merry Christmas yer arse I pray God it's our last
And the boys in the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringin' out for Christmas day 8030. Ulgine Barrows - 12/26/2005 7:05:01 AM I'm a Kirsty MacColl fan, myself.
But she's dead. 8031. alistairconnor - 12/26/2005 12:28:29 PM Oh my god, where did I get "Christie McNicoll" ?
I apologise to the memory of Kirsty MacColl. And I'll try to track down a record or two. That Pogues song is the only thing I know. Saw her sing it in Lyon in about 1990.
The record was re-released in the UK for this Christmas. 8032. Linnea - 12/27/2005 3:47:36 AM There's a song by Kirsty's dad that I often play around this time of year:
The Moving-On Song by Ewan MacColl 8033. PelleNilsson - 1/1/2006 6:57:10 PM Some of you with long memories may recall the Haysweep Project that Uzmakk and I had going in this thread in the autumn of 1998.
A problem then was that I couldn't find a picture of the actual thing, but the other day I came across one.
The hay hides the multitude of 3-foot iron spikes that collect it. In his right hand, the operator holds the lever that connects to The Sacred Mechanism. We must now visualize the equipage in motion. When the time comes to dump the hay, the operator briefly disengages the lever, moves it down a notch and lifts. The tips of the spikes dig into the ground and the whole contraption turns on itself leaving the hay behind. The operator then uses the lever again to roll the spikes forward and a new hay-gathering cycle begins. 8034. Macnas - 1/3/2006 12:15:11 PM That's one poor looking nag. 8035. wonkers2 - 1/4/2006 7:20:04 PM Lord Horatio Nelson mythology dispelled by Roger Knight in his new book "The Pursuit of Victory":
Nelson did not, regretably, engage single-handed with a polar bear in the Arctic;
he did not ignore the signal to withdraw from the battle of Copenhagen by clamping a telescope to his blind eye;
his body was shipped back to England in a cask of brandy, not rum, and sailors did not reverently swig from it.
Lord Nelson. 8036. wonkers2 - 1/9/2006 1:14:43 AM The Unmasking of JT Leroy: In Public He's a She 8037. Ms. No - 1/9/2006 6:26:02 PM Has anybody here read any of Leroy's books? 8038. wonkers2 - 1/15/2006 10:14:07 PM Cap'n Dirty sez: "Here's the first line of a book in case anybody's interested in pursuing Jay's guessing game:"
"The year I turned ninety, I wanted to give myself the gift of a night of wild love with an adolescent virgin."
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