Seanachai Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 I'm for bed, then, eh? Damn knee is starting to stiffen up. Time to go and dream about being up North. Further up North, that is. I pity you lot that live...lower. Strangely, the other night I dreamt, in glorious technicolour and with a level of detail that would make most psychologists stutter, that I was in South East Asia filming a documentary about salt water crocodiles, replete with footage of voice-overs of hunters in small boats trolling with hunks of carcasses on hooks behind them. Interviews with villagers who had to swim in crocodile waters. And I haven't watched a Nature special in months. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Seanachai: But I like you, Mace. If I ever hit the fecking lottery, I'll fly your useless Aussie arse up here to go to our cabin on Lake of the Woods. You're on. There's nothing quite like going bush with the mates for a drinking binge. Wtf, it's about time I planned a trip over there so I can drink your booze and talk with you about life and people and admire those stars hanging over your head with you. That'll be followed by passing out. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Michael Dorosh: Just stay the hell away from Calgary you bastard, that's all we ask... :mad: You know, someday I'm going to come out there, and get piss drunk and tell everyone in that fecking Canadian town that I'm your long lost more intelligent brother. Serve you right. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bugged Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Seanachai: And you hope that someday, before you die, you can bring everyone you love, or like, or even hope to redeem, to this place. Originally posted by Seanachai: But I like you, Mace. An invite by default. I'm jealous. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Bugged: I'm winding down from my day at 2am so I want to hear something soothing to lull me to sleep. It's Pink Floyd for me. What about a bit of Rush 'jacob's ladder'? \m/ *sings* 'The clouds prepare for battle In the dark and brooding silence. Bruised and sullen stormclouds Have the light of day obscured. Looming low and ominous In twilight premature Thunderheads are rumbling In a distant overture...' Hmmm must get Kitty to teach me how to play this. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Bugged: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Seanachai: Goddamn Canadians. They've a whole world of utterly beautiful music, and they piss about with other people's angst. Well, unlike you, I'm winding down from my day at 2am so I want to hear something soothing to lull me to sleep. It's Pink Floyd for me. </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Bugged: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Seanachai: And you hope that someday, before you die, you can bring everyone you love, or like, or even hope to redeem, to this place. Originally posted by Seanachai: But I like you, Mace. An invite by default. I'm jealous. </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Oh, and I'd invite that unspeakably arrogant bastard Grog Dorosh too. In Lake of the Woods, no one can hear you scream. Well, some can, but they'll just open another beer. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 I give you all a good night, wherever sleep and song overtakes you. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Seanachai: Well, some can, but they'll just open another beer. Beer's a great concoction. After a few everyone looks attractive and you only hear those sounds you want to hear. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Would anyone care for some breakfast? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stikkypixie Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 What's cooking doc? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 We got eggs, pancakes, waffles, choice of bacon,ham or sausage....hash brown potatoes, choice of toast...white, rye or whole wheat bread. Coffee, Tea and choice of juice....what'l ya have Mac? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stikkypixie Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 I just realized it's past breakfast time here, what do you have for brunch? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Not to worry young man, we serve breakfast all day long. Brunch is for sissies. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Seanachai: And that's my question to you all tonight, as I sit here longing for the North. What music would you want to hear, there, on the granite shore of a dark lake, pines all around, and the wind kicking up? My first thought was Gustav Holst's The Planets". Maybe Mars: The Bringer of War, or Jupiter: The Bringer of Jollity. Maybe even Neptune: The Mystic. If it's stormy, I might wat to go with the overture from Carmina Burana by Orff. But if you're in attendance, I don't think we dare go any more high brow than some old Spike Jones. Something with a lot of burping noises, I would imagine. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lars Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Seanachai: What music would you want to hear, there, on the granite shore of a dark lake, pines all around, and the wind kicking up? Sibelius, Symphony #2. Best to time it for that pre-light moment of the morning though. Little fog coming off the lake would be nice too. Oh, and don't forget the hot coffee, with a splash of bourbon please. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrPeng Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Geddy Lee's 'voice' is an abomination. He should be strangled with his own intestines the next time he opens up his cheese pipe to warble. Copeland, Appalachian Spring. Or mebbe 2nd Movement of Dvorak's Symphony for the New World. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 I guess no one wants anything to eat....can't live on music you feckless, bubo infested washerwomen. Coming right up... Lars 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lars Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by MrPeng: Copeland, Appalachian Spring. Or mebbe 2nd Movement of Dvorak's Symphony for the New World. Appalachian Spring? You complete yutz, this is the North Woods, not some weird Christian cult hoe-down. Hmm, likes Shaker music, could explain why the wife doesn't give him any… 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrPeng Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Lars: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by MrPeng: Copeland, Appalachian Spring. Or mebbe 2nd Movement of Dvorak's Symphony for the New World. Appalachian Spring? You complete yutz, this is the North Woods, not some weird Christian cult hoe-down. Hmm, likes Shaker music, could explain why the wife doesn't give him any… </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 I seem to recall hearing that Dvorak's New World Symphony was written while the composer was visiting friends in Idaho. I'm glad he didn't name the piece "The Potato Symphony", or "The Spud Ballet" . 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Boo Radley: Some men seek wayward girls, other have wayward girls thrust upon them.No, Boo, in your case it was more a matter of being born to a wayward girl. Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Seanachai: What music would you want to hear, there, on the granite shore of a dark lake, pines all around, and the wind kicking up? The summer breeze rustling the pines, obviously. I don't go to God's Own Country to batter my ears with goddam canned music, you dip. Sheesh! Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted March 13, 2006 Share Posted March 13, 2006 Originally posted by Seanachai: I will go to a Lake bigger than the muddiest dreams of the muddiest of you, the Dreamers.Lake? Lake??? I live with the whole bloody Pacific Ocean practically outside my door. I piss bigger puddles than your puny lake. Ha! Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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