Ghosts, Goblins .......and things that go bump in the night
KateH
Here's a little site to get y'all .......in the mood. :)
http://www.ghoststudy.com/camlinks.html
Kate(get yer stories ready)H
KateH
........
A family bought a house and was convinced that it was haunted.
They did some research and found that a lady once lived in the house who
lost her husband during the civil war. Legend has it that she used to sit at
the table and look across the fields in anticipation of her loved one
returning home. He never came. So, they say she still waits....
They took this photo of what they claim to be her. This one is
wild and a little spooky once you find the ghost in the picture. It took
me several seconds to find it, but when you do it just stands out, like one
of those optical illusions. To see the picture, go to the URL below.
Concentrate around the table. Best not to focus too much on one spot. Look
around the table and toward the window. Don't look any higher than the
picture on the wall between the two windows. It takes most people about
half a minute.
URL: http://home.attbi.com/~n9ivo/whatswrong.swf
.......
I-am sure the ghost is that of ......an Irish immigrant wife......though I
think-Irish American wimmin look much the same after waiting *that* long for
their husbands to return home.
Kate(and they don't necessarily have to be dead first)H :)
Murdo
Terry McT
<hock...@innw.nospam.net> wrote:
Jeeze louise, woman. Are you trying to turn my hair gray(er)?
Terry
KateH
Sshhh..........be very, very quiet.........I'm hunting ghost-hunters.
Kate(sorry 'bout dat!)H :)
KateH
pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
Kate(is that true?)H
KateH
KateH
Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950).
Renascence and Other Poems. 1917.
The Little Ghost
I KNEW her for a little ghost
That in my garden walked;
The wall is high-higher than most-
And the green gate was locked.
And yet I did not think of that 5
Till after she was gone-
I knew her by the broad white hat,
All ruffled, she had on.
By the dear ruffles round her feet,
By her small hands that hung 10
In their lace mitts, austere and sweet,
Her gown's white folds among.
I watched to see if she would stay,
What she would do-and oh!
She looked as if she liked the way 15
I let my garden grow!
She bent above my favourite mint
With conscious garden grace,
She smiled and smiled-there was no hint
Of sadness in her face. 20
She held her gown on either side
To let her slippers show,
And up the walk she went with pride,
The way great ladies go.
And where the wall is built in new 25
And is of ivy bare
She paused-then opened and passed through
A gate that once was there.
Howard Beale
KateH <hock...@innw.nospam.net> wrote in message
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> I was just reading Irish Halloween customs somewhere and it said "Since
> pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
> Kate(is that true?)H
It's rubbish. How else would you explain Mary Harney?
--
Howard Beale
"I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore"
KateH
The Epitaph..............
Cast a cold eye
On life, on death
Horseman, pass by!
William Butler Yeats
(Drumcliffe Cemetery; County Sligo, Ireland)
And alien tears will fill for him
Pity's long-broken urn,
For his mourners will be outcast men,
And outcasts always mourn.
Oscar Wilde
(Pere Lachais; Paris, France)
Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare,
To digg the dust encloased heare!
Blest be the man that spares thes stones,
And curst be he that moves my bones.
William Shakespeare
(Holy Trinity Church; Stratford-on-Avon, England)
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
Edgar Allan Poe
(Westminster Presbyterian Cemetery; Baltimore, Maryland)
Man must endure his going hence.
C. S. Lewis
(Headington Quarry Churchyard; Oxfordshire, England)
I am Providence
Howard Phillips Lovecraft
(Swan Point Cemetery; Providence, Rhode Island)
The Stone the Builders Rejected
Jack London
(Jack London State Historic Park; Glen Ellen, California)
I had A Lover's Quarrel With The World
Robert Lee Frost
(Old Bennington Cemetery, Bennington, Vermont)
Called Back
Emily Dickinson
(West Cemetery; Amherst, Massachusetts)
I figure that it's never too early to plan your own epitaph.....I mean who
knows, eh? Why be left to the ungentle mercies of some stranger.....or
worse ...some relative you've pissed off in life. I ran across this site
that had a few funnies........
"Here lies the body of Richard Hind,
who was neither ingenious, sober or kind."
and from a poet to his wife :
"To follow you I'm not content.
How do I know which way you went?"
and decided to write my own :
Here at last lies Katie-Kate
and Holy Gawd!.....She wasn't late!
or maybe :
So much time ....................on SCI
She must've thought she'd never die
KateH :)
KateH
> KateH wrote
> > I was just reading Irish Halloween customs somewhere and it said "Since
> > pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
> > Kate(is that true?)H
>
> It's rubbish. How else would you explain Mary Harney?
That is NOT what I meant.
KateH
Sage
"Howard Beale" <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote in message
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>
> KateH <hock...@innw.nospam.net> wrote in message
> news:uq5vebd...@corp.supernews.com...
>
> > I was just reading Irish Halloween customs somewhere and it said "Since
> > pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
> > Kate(is that true?)H
>
physical size, volume wise) in Ireland lives about 3 miles away from me.
K
K
>
KateH
> Scríobh KateH:
> >I was just reading Irish Halloween customs somewhere and it said "Since
> >pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
> >Kate(is that true?)H
>
So are spuds.
> On a related note, Ocean Spray cranberry juices have started showing
> up on Irish supermarket shelves, with the legend "the only native
> fruit in North America", which is about the silliest marketing spiel
> I've ever seen in my life.
That is very damned silly......I agree.
KateH :)
KateH
> > > I was just reading Irish Halloween customs somewhere and it said
"Since
> > > pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
> > > Kate(is that true?)H
> >
> Pumpkins do indeed grow in Ireland. The biggest Pumpkin grower ( not in
> physical size, volume wise) in Ireland lives about 3 miles away from me.
I found that really odd......seeing as how there's no reason they *couldn't*
be grown there. Do y'all carve them into jack-o-lanterns and eat them in
pie......or are they just another table squash?
Kate(or do they feed them to Cat's cows?)H :)
Howard Beale
KateH
> Scríobh KateH:
> >Féachadóir wrote ...
> >> Scríobh KateH:
> >> >I was just reading Irish Halloween customs somewhere and it said
"Since
> >> >pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
> >> >Kate(is that true?)H
> >>
> >> They're native to North America.
> >
> >So are spuds.
>
Ya got me there.
Kate(punkin-pie is good)H :)
KateH
> When I was a young'un, we carved out lanterns from turnips
This is why I come here.........just to hear you say things like that. And
how *do* you carve a lantern out of a turnip? Our turnips are very small
and tough ......and what did you young'uns *do* with the lanterns then?
You've piqued my curiosity.
Kate(and I'm trying not to yell at Conor)H
KateH
> KateH wrote ...
> > Howard Beale wrote
> > > KateH wrote
> > > > Kate(is that true?)H
> > >
> > > It's rubbish. How else would you explain Mary Harney?
> >
> > That is NOT what I meant.
>
> I know :-))
I know, you know.
Kate(evil grin)H
And on yer headstone:
Run down in the dark, poor Howard Beale
Now he knows...just how those badgers feel.
mutant
"Féachadóir" <Féach@d.óir> wrote in message
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> Scríobh Féachadóir:
>
> >Scríobh KateH:
> >
> >>Féachadóir wrote
> >>> When I was a young'un, we carved out lanterns from turnips
> >>
> >>This is why I come here.........just to hear you say things like that.
And
> >>how *do* you carve a lantern out of a turnip? Our turnips are very
small
> >>and tough
> >
> >that are swedes. That said, turnips here are generally smaller than
> >there, but still smaller than pumpkins.
>
> Emmm... I meant to say, Irish turnips are bigger than American
> turnips, but smaller than pumpkins
the irish turnip is the same thing as a US rutabega, and taste just as
revolting as pumpkin, even in a pie. you can get away with a little in irish
stew, but they're only really good for carving lanterns out of and keeping
coos alive in the winter, imho
they do some great little ornamental squash here this time of year. they
look like they've been painted. probly taste as bad as the rest of them, tho
Howard Beale
Frightning to think that it could happen just as easy as that. Maybe
tonight, when I head out for my smoke...
KateH
> Ahh ha!
> Although I have a recipe for pumpkin-carrot-raisin cake somewhere that's
> pretty decent.
We've not had a recipe thread here for.....oh gosh.....who KNOWS how long?
:)
Kate(that was an invitation, BTW)H :)
KateH
> Emmm... I meant to say, Irish turnips are bigger than American
> turnips, but smaller than pumpkins
Aren't they solid, though....like a rutabaga? :)
KateH
KateH
> >......and what did you young'uns *do* with the lanterns then?
>
Did you put them on the bedstand and use them for night-lites........did you
walk around the dark backyard and scare each other silly.........did you put
them on the porch...........did you accidentally light the cat on fire with
them...........did you, oh never mind.
Cryptic is good .......for a ghost-thread.
> >You've piqued my curiosity.
> >Kate(and I'm trying not to yell at Conor)H
>
> Killfiling helps.
The thought has crossed my mind.
KateH :)
KateH
> > I know, you know.
> > Kate(evil grin)H
> >
> > And on yer headstone:
> > Run down in the dark, poor Howard Beale
> > Now he knows...just how those badgers feel.
>
> Frightning to think that it could happen just as easy as that. Maybe
> tonight, when I head out for my smoke...
You are such a Hallo-WEENIE, Howard.
KateH
KateH
> Scríobh KateH:
> >> Ahh ha!
> >> Although I have a recipe for pumpkin-carrot-raisin cake somewhere
that's
> >> pretty decent.
> >
> >We've not had a recipe thread here for.....oh gosh.....who KNOWS how
long?
>
First cryptic.....now monsters......I'm thinking you're getting the hang of
this, Ger. We may be able to dress you up and take you out, after all.
KateH :)
Murdo
wrote:
>Féachadóir wrote ...
>> Scríobh KateH:
>> >I was just reading Irish Halloween customs somewhere and it said "Since
>> >pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
>> >Kate(is that true?)H
>>
>> They're native to North America.
>
>So are spuds.
>
Actually spuds are not, They're native to the Andes in South America.
Sidheseeker
>Poetry for Halloween.
>The Epitaph..............
Speaking of which..
Who is there to weep for me..
And who will beat the drum..
And who will read these words of mine..
After I am gone..
And who will keep my memory..
To show that I was here..
That once I walked upon this earth..
With laughter, love and tears..
J. Browne..
The Seeker of the Sidhe is gonna need a really BIG tombstone.. :-)
Terry McT
<proctork@(nospam)iol.ie> wrote:
So he's very tall, but not very wide around?
Terry
Terry McT
<Féach@d.óir> wrote:
> Scríobh KateH:
> When I was a young'un, we carved out lanterns from turnips
Big turnips or small-ish lanterns?
Terry
Terry McT
<hock...@innw.nospam.net> wrote:
Sweet potato pie is better.
Terry
Terry McT
<mu...@shaw.ca> wrote:
But they did get carried up north.
Terry
KateH
> Sage wrote:
> > Pumpkins do indeed grow in Ireland. The biggest Pumpkin grower ( not in
> > physical size, volume wise) in Ireland lives about 3 miles away from me.
>
> So he's very tall, but not very wide around?
Cut that out......how many pumpkins does he grow, eh?
Kate(as in acres)H :)
Sidheseeker
>So much time ....................on SCI
>She must've thought she'd never die
Short and sweet.. funny..:-)
KateH
> KateH
> > Féachadóir wrote ...
> > > Spuds taste good.
> >
> > Ya got me there.
> > Kate(punkin-pie is good)H :)
>
> Sweet potato pie is better.
Sheesh........okay, I'll give ya that one, too.
Kate(I love sweet potato pie)H :)
KateH
> Murdo wrote:
> > KateH wrote:
> > >Féachadóir wrote ...
> > >> Scríobh KateH:
> > >> >I was just reading Irish Halloween customs somewhere and it said
"Since
> > >> >pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
> > >> >Kate(is that true?)H
> > >>
> > >> They're native to North America.
> > >
> > >So are spuds.
> > >
> > Actually spuds are not, They're native to the Andes in South America.
> > http://www.cipotato.org/index2.asp
>
> But they did get carried up north.
My gawd .......there IS an "argument gene"......I KNOW there is.
KateH
KateH
I like that, thanks for sharing it .......*before* you had it carved on a
rock. :)
As I look at the valleys down below
They were green just as far as I could see
As my memory returned, oh how my heart did yearn
For you and the days that used to be
chorus:
High ....on a mountain oh, wind blowin' free
Thinkin' about the days that used to be
High ....on a mountain oh, standing all alone
Wondering where the years of my life have flown
Love that sad old song......my son however sings the chorus :
ALL .....the mountain goats running free
Thinking about the days that used to be
ALL .....the mountain goats standing on the lawn
Wonderin' where the years of my life have flown
And somehow it's not quite so......sad. :)
KateH
Sidheseeker
>Poetry for Halloween
Song of the Ghost..
Alfred Percival Graves
When all were dreaming
But Pastheen Power,
A light came streaming
Beneath her bower:
A heavy foot
At her door delayed,
A heavy hand
On the latch was laid.
"Now who dare venture,
At this dark hour,
Unbid to enter
My maiden bower?"
"Dear Pastheen, open
The door to me,
And your true lover
You'll surely see."
"My own true lover,
So tall and brave,
Lives exiled over
The angry wave."
"Your true love's body
Lies on the bier,
His faithful spirit
Is with you here."
"His look was cheerful,
His voice was gay;
Your speech is fearful,
Your face is grey;
And sad and sunken
Your eye of blue,
But Patrick, Patrick,
Alas! 'tis you!"
Ere dawn was breaking
She heard below
Two cocks shaking
Their wings to crow.
"Oh, hush you, hush you,
Both red and grey,
Or will you hurry
My love away.
"Oh, hush your crowing,
Both grey and red,
Or he'll be going
To join the dead;
Or, cease from calling
His ghost to the mould,
And I'll come crowning
Your combs with gold."
When all were dreaming
But Pastheen Power,
A light went streaming
From out her bower;
And on the morrow,
When they awoke,
They knew that sorrow
Her heart had broke.
Sidheseeker
>Poetry for Halloween
Tam Lin..
On the following page.. if you scroll down you'll find about 32
variations of this poem.. I think..
Sidheseeker
>We've not had a recipe thread here for.....oh >gosh.....who KNOWS how
long?
Okay.. here goes.
Deep Dish Pumpkin Pie..
Go to supermarket..
Enter frozen food section..
Get one Mrs. Smith's
Deep Dish Pumpkin Pie..
Pay for pie..
Take home..
Preheat oven..
Remove pie from box..
Place pie in oven..
Follow directions on box..
Voila..! one pumpkin pie.. no mess no fuss..
ps. a hint.. the above recipe applies also to apple.. peach and so on..
:-)
KateH
> KateH wrote:
> >So much time ....................on SCI
> >She must've thought she'd never die
>
> Short and sweet.. funny..:-)
Actually I wouldn't mind having that on my tombstone........the "short and
sweet and funny" thing , not the SCI thing.
KateH :)
Howard Beale
> > Howard Beale wrote
> > > KateH wrote ...
> > > > Howard Beale wrote
> > > > > KateH wrote
> > > > > > Kate(is that true?)H
> > > > >
> > > >
> > > > That is NOT what I meant.
> > >
> > > I know :-))
> >
> > Kate(evil grin)H
> >
> > And on yer headstone:
> > Run down in the dark, poor Howard Beale
> > Now he knows...just how those badgers feel.
I go for months without a bager incident, and what happens? You write my
epitaph and a big brute of one runs into me, and knocks me over last night
KateH
> Féach@d.óir said:
> >There's no hope for you, you've been away too long.
>
> Right:
> 2 eggs, 1/2 cup oil, 1 cup sugar, 1 cup canned pumpkin & 1/2 cup orange
> juice... 2 cups flour, 1 tsp baking soda, & 1/2 tsp each of baking
powder,
> ginger, nutmeg, & cinnamon... 1/2 cup walnuts, 1/2 cup raisins soaked in
tea
> overnight & 1/4 cup of chopped canned apricots. Bake @ 350, whatever that
> is wherever yiz do be on the planet, for an hour & forget I mentioned
> carrots.
What carrots! :)
Thank you.....I'll give it a try this afternoon (and not soak the raisins
for so long). :)
KateH
KateH
> KateH opened Pandora's recipe box when she wrote:
> >We've not had a recipe thread here for.....oh >gosh.....who KNOWS how
> long?
>
> Okay.. here goes.
>
> Deep Dish Pumpkin Pie..
>
> Go to supermarket..
> Enter frozen food section..
> Get one Mrs. Smith's
> Deep Dish Pumpkin Pie..
Alternative recipe :
Frantically plant sugar pumpkins a month later than usual, water like mad,
weed like mad, build a trellis 'cause the garden's too small to grow
pumpkins in, hack back the foliage that threatens to take over the yard and
garden, panic night after night about the weather, cover during early frost,
stare at green pumpkins, wait and wait and wait and ..............pick sugar
pumpkins and take them into the kitchen.
Your recipe has it's appeal. :)
KateH
KateH
> > KateH wrote
> > > Run down in the dark, poor Howard Beale
>
> I go for months without a bager incident, and what happens? You write my
> epitaph and a big brute of one runs into me, and knocks me over last night
[Twilight Zone soundtrack]
Ummmm......that's really weird, eh?
KateH :)
Howard Beale
It's some coincidence all right. I walk that road every night, and haven't
seen a badger on it for months..... until last night
mickeymickiewicz
Editing the above for clues, we find:
"Frantically ...like mad,
....like mad, ....hack back the foliage that threatens....panic.....
> stare [then] wait and wait and wait"
> Your recipe has it's appeal. :)
> KateH
Yours may not be taken up by a higher court.
mm (couldn't resist that...and prefers custard pie to pumpkin)
KateH
> "KateH" wrote
> > Sidheseeker wrote ...
> > > Deep Dish Pumpkin Pie..
> > > Go to supermarket..
> >
> > Frantically plant sugar pumpkins a month later than usual, water like
mad,
> > weed like mad, build a trellis 'cause the garden's too small to grow
> > pumpkins in, hack back the foliage that threatens to take over the yard
and
> > garden, panic night after night about the weather, cover during early
frost,
> > stare at green pumpkins, wait and wait and wait and ..............pick
sugar
> > pumpkins and take them into the kitchen.
> > Your recipe has it's appeal. :)
>
>
> "Frantically ...like mad,
> ....like mad, ....hack back the foliage that threatens....panic.....
> > stare [then] wait and wait and wait"
I'm not good at the waiting part. :)
> > Your recipe has it's appeal. :)
>
> Yours may not be taken up by a higher court.
> mm (couldn't resist that...and prefers custard pie to pumpkin)
I could make a pretty good case for the ...buttermilk pie. :)
Kate(set down the potted plant and back away from the clippers, M'am)H
Howard Beale
Whitewolf <r...@eirefirst.com> wrote in message
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> On Wed, 09 Oct 2002 17:05:34 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>
> >
> >KateH <hock...@innw.nospam.net> wrote in message
> >news:uq8kecm...@corp.supernews.com...
> >> Howard Beale wrote
> >> > > KateH wrote
> >> > > > And on yer headstone:
> >> > > > Run down in the dark, poor Howard Beale
> >> > > > Now he knows how .......those badgers feel.
> >> >
> >> > I go for months without a bager incident, and what happens? You write
my
> >> > epitaph and a big brute of one runs into me, and knocks me over last
> >night
> >>
> >> [Twilight Zone soundtrack]
> >> Ummmm......that's really weird, eh?
> >
> >
> >It's some coincidence all right. I walk that road every night, and
haven't
> >seen a badger on it for months..... until last night
>
> now... Oh, and just what are you planning to do with those pins? :-)
>
> Howard: Hope you're alright?
I'm fine. I could have been badly hurt by the fall, though. And the badger
could have gone for me, as opposed to going through me.
Of course, tonight is another night. I shall adjust my route accordingly.
(Good thing I can't afford a trip to the Donegal Doleman, or I'd have a
bloody long diversion to walk)
Howard Beale
Féachadóir <Féach@d.óir> wrote in message
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> Scríobh KateH:
> comprehension
And another thing.... all that rain in the last couple of days, and not a
single frog in the house..
Terry McT
<hock...@innw.nospam.net> wrote:
No, there's a "let's be correct" gene.
Not that that's being argumentative or anything.
Terry
Boliath
"Féachadóir" <Féach@d.óir> wrote in message
> Scríobh Féachadóir:
>
> >Scríobh KateH:
> >
> >>Féachadóir wrote
> >>> When I was a young'un, we carved out lanterns from turnips
> >>
And
> >>how *do* you carve a lantern out of a turnip? Our turnips are very
small
> >>and tough
> >
> >What you call a turnip may not be what we call a turnip. There's some
> >that are swedes. That said, turnips here are generally smaller than
> >there, but still smaller than pumpkins.
>
> Emmm... I meant to say, Irish turnips are bigger than American
> turnips, but smaller than pumpkins
>
The head on that and the price of turnips.
We used to carve turnips too and eat what we carved out - yum - seriously
smelly when you put candles inside though.
Murdo
Let me hazard a guess - you're Irish and your brain, already under
severe pressure from trying to keep track of the preceding lines in
this discussion, donegal'd into shut-down mode when faced with a
statement that ran contrary to your preconceptions?
In fact potatos spread by reproduction into North America, moving up
Central America at an amazing 1.5 miles per century. Once they managed
to bypass the Sonora Desert in Mexico, they spread rapidly across the
US Plains and were threatening Canada when teams of dedicated Irish
immigrants arrived to halt their deadly march.
Today potatos are our friends and few even know of the times when the
very mention of an "Idaho White" or a "Pontiac Red" roused terror on
the hearts of early Irish settlers and indigenous native Americans
with only neolithic tools to protect them against potato-ism.
If you want to know more about this fascinating tuber, read "The
Republican Vegetable" by Dimitri Logan.
KateH
> Give up Howard, you're dealing with dark powers beyond your
> comprehension
The Fish Guy never believes me ......when *I* tell him that.
KateH :)
KateH
minutes to read some simple rules to help keep everyone safe.
1. Don't assume the telephone calls are coming from another house.
2. When it appears that you have killed the monster, NEVER check to see if
it's really dead.
3. Never read a book of demon summoning aloud, even as a joke.
4. Don't go into the basement to check the power when the lights go out!
5. If your children speak to you in Latin or any other language which they
should not know, shoot them immediately. It will save you a lot of grief in
the long run. However, it will probably take several rounds to kill them, so
be prepared. This also applies to kids who speak with somebody else's voice.
6. When you have the benefit of numbers, NEVER split up and go it
alone.....you may step on a badger.
7. Don't have sex. Especially if you've noticed a few of your friends are
missing!
8. As a general rule, don't solve puzzles that open a portal to
Hell....never give this puzzle to Conor.
9. Never stand in, on, or above a grave, tomb, or crypt. This would apply to
any other house of the dead as well.
10. Do not take ANYTHING from the dead.
11. (for SCI-entists) Don't fool with recombinant DNA technology unless
you're sure you know what you're doing.
12. If you're running from the monster, expect to trip or fall down at least
twice, more if you are of the female persuasion. Also note that, despite the
fact that you are running and the monster is merely ambling along, it's
still moving fast enough to catch up with you......sorta like a "is
fuck/feck an acronym?" thread.
13. If your car runs out of gas at night on a lonely road, do not go to the
nearby deserted-looking house to phone for help. If you think that it is
strange because you thought you had 3/4 of a tank, shoot yourself instead.
You are going to die anyway, and will most likely be eaten.
14. Beware of strangers bearing strange tools. For example: chainsaws,
staple guns, hedge trimmers, electric carving knives, combines, lawnmowers,
butane torches, soldering irons, band saws, or any devices made from
deceased companions.
15. If you find that your house is built upon a cemetery, now is the time to
move in with the in-laws. This also applies to houses that had previous
inhabitants who went mad or committed suicide or died in some horrible
fashion, or had inhabitants who performed satanic practices in your house.
There WAS lots more......I snipped some of it with chainsaws, a combine and
devices made from deceased companions.
KateH
docaay
>
> There WAS lots more......I snipped some of it with chainsaws, a combine and
> devices made from deceased companions.
> KateH
Good. They haven't given you back that electric knife then.
Doc
(who wonders what good killing items could be made from my
deceased companions)
Turlough
> 5. If your children speak to you in Latin or any other language which
> they should not know, shoot them immediately. It will save you a lot of
> grief in the long run. However, it will probably take several rounds to
> kill them, so be prepared.
Jaysus, Kate, Dubya may have a place for you in his cabinet! I would
urge caution with this rule. You have to be quite sure when you shoot
kids, because they tend to fool around alot. Shoot a few by mistake, and
that's a few less hands for the planting & harvest. Think, girl. *Don't*
assume that by speaking another language that there is a problem.
Sometimes they pick this stuff up at school. However, *do* be concerned
if they speak it (especially Latin) backwards. That's a dead giveaway
that *you know who* is pulling the strings. However, even in this
extreme case, don't blow them away until you've exhausted all avenues.
First, try sprinkling some Holy Water you keep in the house for
emergencies, on the kid. If the kid screams or writhes in pain, tie him
down and keep sprinkling at regular intervals until the demon goes away.
If you sprinkle and the kid just gets bolder and the antics are more
pronounced, then you may have a serious problem because *himself* might
be involved. Even then, don't shoot until a priest has taken a shot at
it. (a poor pun, I know) It takes a little patience to work through
these little wrinkles in life, but it's well worth it. Think about it.
It's a freezing night in the cabin, and you need more logs for the fire.
If you shoot the kids, who do you think has to go out to the shed?
Turlough, logic is the only way...
Sage
"Turlough" <turlo...@excite.com> wrote in message
news:3DA5AC32...@excite.com...
> KateH wrote:
Snipped>
> Jaysus, Kate, Dubya may have a place for you in his cabinet! I would
> urge caution with this rule. You have to be quite sure when you shoot
> kids, because they tend to fool around alot. Shoot a few by mistake, and
> that's a few less hands for the planting & harvest. Think, girl. *Don't*
> assume that by speaking another language that there is a problem.
> Sometimes they pick this stuff up at school. However, *do* be concerned
> if they speak it (especially Latin) backwards. That's a dead giveaway
> that *you know who* is pulling the strings. However, even in this
> extreme case, don't blow them away until you've exhausted all avenues.
> First, try sprinkling some Holy Water you keep in the house for
> emergencies, on the kid. If the kid screams or writhes in pain, tie him
> down and keep sprinkling at regular intervals until the demon goes away.
> If you sprinkle and the kid just gets bolder and the antics are more
> pronounced, then you may have a serious problem because *himself* might
> be involved. Even then, don't shoot until a priest has taken a shot at
> it. (a poor pun, I know) It takes a little patience to work through
> these little wrinkles in life, but it's well worth it. Think about it.
> It's a freezing night in the cabin, and you need more logs for the fire.
> If you shoot the kids, who do you think has to go out to the shed?
>
>
>
>
> Turlough, logic is the only way...
Thats good clear thinking Turlough. You have to think of how to turn the
situation to your advantage, even if it does involve having to go off and
learn how to speak Latin backwards. When I did Latin at school the teacher
was a fluent Latin speaker and used to regale us with popular songs sung in
the language, so if that can be done then learning it backwards shouldn't be
any big deal. Besides, kids are hardy and as your own bones begin to creak
and the cold gets a little more into the bones with each passing year you do
need to have them around for all those jobs you do now and take for granted
that you can do.
No, I wouldn't have any argument with your logic. Hopefully Kate can stay on
the straight and narrow with your guidance.
K
PS. Do you not think Kate might be a little too right wing, even for Dubya?
K
Howard Beale
> On Wed, 09 Oct 2002 20:11:09 GMT, "Howard Beale"
lucky
> to see one... But then again....
That's the very point. I'd be lucky to see the damn things. When there's a
moon, I can see them and make a noise to move them off
>
> >Of course, tonight is another night. I shall adjust my route accordingly.
> >(Good thing I can't afford a trip to the Donegal Doleman, or I'd have a
> >bloody long diversion to walk)
>
> What about a flashlamp? That would frighten one off no?
Batteries are just too expensive to carry a torch all the time. I must look
for one of those hand squeezing dynamo torch thingys. That might do it
Turlough
Sage wrote:
> Thats good clear thinking Turlough. You have to think of how to turn
> the situation to your advantage, even if it does involve having to go
> off and learn how to speak Latin backwards.
Logic is important in today's world, and sometimes, if you just sit and
think about things, the reasoning behind some of the greatest mysteries
will simply unravel before you. That's why I was taken aback at a few of
Unki's latest posts. I was astounded that even though he lived in the
states for a dozen years, he has *just* discovered a social secret that
I'Ams have known and appreciated for the past *century.* Of course I'm
talking about the Irish/Italian attraction. In the US, especially on the
east coast, that is one of the most common ethnic mixtures we have. On
the surface it may seem a peculiar match up, but if you think about it
logically, it's a match made in heaven. Italian women are born knowing
how to cook, and they love every minute of it. Irishmen, are absolute
slaves to their stomachs. How many times have we heard the mother warn
the children not to ask the auld man for anything or even talk to him
until he's had his supper? It's quite a simple formula, really, and goes
a long way to explain how a woman who looks like me with tits and has a
voice like Barry White can mesmerize her Irishman TV audience when she
dices up carrots or peels a banana. Everyone figures it's sexual
suggestiveness, but it's not. To the hungry Irishman, it's love at first
bite. Toss him a roast and some spuds and he thinks he's with Madonna.
> PS. Do you not think Kate might be a little too right wing, even for
> Dubya?
In reality? Absolutely. I don't know Dubya, but I've met and talked to
his dad several times and I've known his uncle Jonathan for a number of
years. The meanness and arrogance is just a facade for the media.
They're actually down to earth, nice people and a bit on the shy side if
the truth be known. The grandfather was the wild man...
Turlough
Terry McT
<mu...@shaw.ca> wrote:
> On Wed, 09 Oct 2002 00:00:37 GMT, Terry McT
> <mcti...@earthlink.net.takeout> wrote:
>
> >In article <46p6qugcvom4haq6b...@4ax.com>, Murdo
> ><mu...@shaw.ca> wrote:
> >
> >> On Tue, 8 Oct 2002 11:19:26 -0700, "KateH" <hock...@innw.nospam.net>
> >> wrote:
> >>
> >> >Féachadóir wrote ...
> >> >> Scríobh KateH:
> >> >> >I was just reading Irish Halloween customs somewhere and it said "Since
> >> >> >pumpkins don't grow in Ireland....."
> >> >> >Kate(is that true?)H
> >> >>
> >> >> They're native to North America.
> >> >
> >> >So are spuds.
> >> >
> >> Actually spuds are not, They're native to the Andes in South America.
> >>
> >> http://www.cipotato.org/index2.asp
> >
> >
> >But they did get carried up north.
>
> Let me hazard a guess - you're Irish and your brain, already under
> severe pressure from trying to keep track of the preceding lines in
> this discussion, donegal'd into shut-down mode when faced with a
> statement that ran contrary to your preconceptions?
Let me hazard a guess - you're a horse's arse, and an incorrect one at
that.
Terry
Turlough
Terry McT wrote:
> Let me hazard a guess - you're a horse's arse, and an incorrect one at
> that.
Other than being a bit inflammatory, Terry, what did he say that was
incorrect?
Turlough
Terry McT
<turlo...@excite.com> wrote:
The assumptions about me, although worse things have been said.
Terry
Howard Beale
> On Thu, 10 Oct 2002 17:34:53 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>
> >> The only badger I've seen have been in the zoo, so I could say you're
> >lucky
> >> to see one... But then again....
> >
> >
> >That's the very point. I'd be lucky to see the damn things. When there's
a
> >moon, I can see them and make a noise to move them off
> >
>
> How big are they?
Usually, not that big. Although that last one was a whopper
> >
> >>
> >> >Of course, tonight is another night. I shall adjust my route
accordingly.
> >> >(Good thing I can't afford a trip to the Donegal Doleman, or I'd have
a
> >> >bloody long diversion to walk)
> >>
> >> What about a flashlamp? That would frighten one off no?
> >
> >Batteries are just too expensive to carry a torch all the time. I must
look
> >for one of those hand squeezing dynamo torch thingys. That might do it
>
> A lamp that you sqeeze to make it work?
>
> Why not whistle or sing as you go along... If someone hears you they'll
> think you're just one of the locals on the way home having had a few! :-)
They think I'm crazy enough as it is
>
> When I go for walks here in the wilderness parts, I make lots of noise,
> talking, etc... To drive away any snakes that might be there...
Looks like I'm going to have to do that whenever its really dark. I don't
want to get knocked down again
c
<how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> said :
>
>Whitewolf <r...@eirefirst.com> wrote in message
>news:r4sjqu4qnmumeqvcf...@4ax.com...
>> On Thu, 10 Oct 2002 17:34:53 GMT, "Howard Beale"
>> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>>
>
>> >> The only badger I've seen have been in the zoo, so I could say you're
>> >lucky
>> >> to see one... But then again....
>> >
I am surprised at you not seeing such an animal, We had one here he was
a 'Free-stater' too :) He was knocked down just over the bordertowards
Dundalk and some kind soul bought him up to the Vet Here, and we had
him recoup'ing for a couple of weeks, First he was in shock and would
/could not move , Daughter can control just about any animal and as
vicious as a Badger is she would handle him and feed him without any
bother, you Wanna see the size of their teeth Phew!! they scurry
along but can move very fast for short spells, Anyhow's he got better
and was released back down (over the border) near to where he was run
over....but in the forrest.
>> >That's the very point. I'd be lucky to see the damn things. When there's
>a
>> >moon, I can see them and make a noise to move them off
>> >
>>
>> How big are they?
>
>
>Usually, not that big. Although that last one was a whopper
They are heavy buggers, Dead weight
>> >>
>> >> >Of course, tonight is another night. I shall adjust my route
>accordingly.
>> >> >(Good thing I can't afford a trip to the Donegal Doleman, or I'd have
>a
>> >> >bloody long diversion to walk)
>> >>
>> >> What about a flashlamp? That would frighten one off no?
No they don't like bright lights they are Nocturnal but between
freezing and their normal slowness they get run over all the time,
So I would not rely on a tourch shifting them,
>> >Batteries are just too expensive to carry a torch all the time. I must
>look
>> >for one of those hand squeezing dynamo torch thingys. That might do it
>>
>> A lamp that you sqeeze to make it work?
They stopped making them for some unknown reason?
And you could never get spare bulbs for them
>> Why not whistle or sing as you go along... If someone hears you they'll
>> think you're just one of the locals on the way home having had a few! :-)
>
>
>They think I'm crazy enough as it is
>
>>
>> When I go for walks here in the wilderness parts, I make lots of noise,
>> talking, etc... To drive away any snakes that might be there...
OK 'Pat' so you talk to strange snakes and then drive them away
You get locked up for that here....... unless your a saint. Ray!
>Looks like I'm going to have to do that whenever its really dark. I don't
>want to get knocked down again
Get metal heels the 'clicking' will warn them off and don't forget to
clap your hands at the cows or smack them with a big stick,
Hey why not pertend your a local Donegal farmer and you can scare off the
tourists as well as the cows....
Howard Beale
<Tel...@ntlworld.mo c (Telmey®)> wrote in message
news:3dab50d3...@news.cable.ntlworld.com...
> On Mon, 14 Oct 2002 14:46:46 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> said :
you're
> >> >lucky
> >> >> to see one... But then again....
> >> >
>
> I am surprised at you not seeing such an animal, We had one here he was
> a 'Free-stater' too :) He was knocked down just over the bordertowards
> Dundalk and some kind soul bought him up to the Vet Here, and we had
> him recoup'ing for a couple of weeks, First he was in shock and would
> /could not move , Daughter can control just about any animal and as
> vicious as a Badger is she would handle him and feed him without any
> bother, you Wanna see the size of their teeth Phew!! they scurry
> along but can move very fast for short spells, Anyhow's he got better
> and was released back down (over the border) near to where he was run
> over....but in the forrest.
On occasion, I've rescued badgers from local farmers' snares. A dangerous
occupation, but I couldn't leave them to die like that
>
>
> >> >That's the very point. I'd be lucky to see the damn things. When
there's
> >a
> >> >moon, I can see them and make a noise to move them off
> >> >
> >>
> >> How big are they?
> >
> >
> >Usually, not that big. Although that last one was a whopper
>
> They are heavy buggers, Dead weight
Bowled me right over, it did.
> >> >>
> >> >> >Of course, tonight is another night. I shall adjust my route
> >accordingly.
> >> >> >(Good thing I can't afford a trip to the Donegal Doleman, or I'd
have
> >a
> >> >> >bloody long diversion to walk)
> >> >>
> >> >> What about a flashlamp? That would frighten one off no?
>
>
> No they don't like bright lights they are Nocturnal but between
> freezing and their normal slowness they get run over all the time,
> So I would not rely on a tourch shifting them,
At least I'd see the sodding things
>
> >> >Batteries are just too expensive to carry a torch all the time. I must
> >look
> >> >for one of those hand squeezing dynamo torch thingys. That might do it
> >>
> >> A lamp that you sqeeze to make it work?
>
> They stopped making them for some unknown reason?
> And you could never get spare bulbs for them
Bugger
>
>
> >> Why not whistle or sing as you go along... If someone hears you
they'll
> >> think you're just one of the locals on the way home having had a few!
:-)
> >
> >
> >They think I'm crazy enough as it is
> >
> >>
> >> When I go for walks here in the wilderness parts, I make lots of noise,
> >> talking, etc... To drive away any snakes that might be there...
>
> OK 'Pat' so you talk to strange snakes and then drive them away
> You get locked up for that here....... unless your a saint. Ray!
Just a quick thought, here. What with Golden Eagles and things being
re-introduced to Donegal, what about the re-introduction of snakes into
Ireland?
>
> >Looks like I'm going to have to do that whenever its really dark. I don't
> >want to get knocked down again
>
> Get metal heels the 'clicking' will warn them off and don't forget to
> clap your hands at the cows or smack them with a big stick,
> Hey why not pertend your a local Donegal farmer and you can scare off the
> tourists as well as the cows....
Troopers and Mercs don't come cheap, and that early morning rise, to sign on
every month, would be a killer...
Sweeney the Wanderer
Sweeney
Howard Beale
> On Mon, 14 Oct 2002 14:46:46 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>
> >
> >Whitewolf <r...@eirefirst.com> wrote in message
> >news:r4sjqu4qnmumeqvcf...@4ax.com...
> >> On Thu, 10 Oct 2002 17:34:53 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> >> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
> >>
> >
> >> >> The only badger I've seen have been in the zoo, so I could say
you're
> >> >lucky
> >> >> to see one... But then again....
> >> >
> >> >
> >> >That's the very point. I'd be lucky to see the damn things. When
there's
> >a
> >> >moon, I can see them and make a noise to move them off
> >> >
> >>
> >> How big are they?
> >
> >
> >Usually, not that big. Although that last one was a whopper
> >
>
When there's disturbed. They make quite a loud noise because of the weight,
not to mention the snorting noises as they run off.
>
>
> >
> >> >
> >> >>
> >> >> >Of course, tonight is another night. I shall adjust my route
> >accordingly.
> >> >> >(Good thing I can't afford a trip to the Donegal Doleman, or I'd
have
> >a
> >> >> >bloody long diversion to walk)
> >> >>
> >> >> What about a flashlamp? That would frighten one off no?
> >> >
> >> >Batteries are just too expensive to carry a torch all the time. I must
> >look
> >> >for one of those hand squeezing dynamo torch thingys. That might do it
> >>
> >> A lamp that you sqeeze to make it work?
> >>
> >> Why not whistle or sing as you go along... If someone hears you
they'll
> >> think you're just one of the locals on the way home having had a few!
:-)
> >
> >
> >They think I'm crazy enough as it is
> >
>
> I used to whistle when I was walking alone at night... Mind you, they
knew
> I was "crazy" :-)
I don't like to make too much noise when I'm out, as I might disturb others
(and miss the show)
>
> >
> >>
> >> When I go for walks here in the wilderness parts, I make lots of noise,
> >> talking, etc... To drive away any snakes that might be there...
> >
> >Looks like I'm going to have to do that whenever its really dark. I don't
> >want to get knocked down again
>
> I hope you still haven't gotten any worse since the fall?
Great form at the moment.
mutant
> On Mon, 14 Oct 2002 23:30:05 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>
...
> >
>>
> There are snakes in Ireland - grass snakes...
who told you that, ray?
Howard Beale
> On Mon, 14 Oct 2002 23:30:05 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>
> >On occasion, I've rescued badgers from local farmers' snares. A dangerous
> >occupation, but I couldn't leave them to die like that
> >
>
> Are the farmers deliberately trying to snare them
Yes
> or is it for rabbits?
Hardly any rabbits left :-((
> >> >> >That's the very point. I'd be lucky to see the damn things. When
> >there's
> >> >a
> >> >> >moon, I can see them and make a noise to move them off
> >> >> >
> >> >>
> >> >> How big are they?
> >> >
> >> >
> >> >Usually, not that big. Although that last one was a whopper
> >>
> >> They are heavy buggers, Dead weight
> >
> >Bowled me right over, it did.
> >
>
> Must have given you a hell of a fright too since you weren't expecting
> him...
Damn right
> >> >> >> What about a flashlamp? That would frighten one off no?
> >>
> >>
> >> No they don't like bright lights they are Nocturnal but between
> >> freezing and their normal slowness they get run over all the time,
> >> So I would not rely on a tourch shifting them,
> >
> >At least I'd see the sodding things
> >
>
> Don't they make any noise when they move so you could hear them?
No, they're usually feeding on the verge, here me, and then make their move.
> >
>
> There are snakes in Ireland - grass snakes... Patrick forgot them.. :-)
There are?
Terry McT
<ban...@hotmail.com> wrote:
Yup, my relatives came across the ocean in a nasty old ship to give me
my hyphen. I wear it with pride.
Terry
joand315
>>How big are they?
When I was up in the Canadian Rockies this summer a lot of people
wore a bear bell attached to their clothing when they went hiking in
the mountains. It made a jingle with every step, to alert the bears
that you were about. Maybe you could scare up a badger bell.
-joan
Howard Beale
joand315 <joan...@ameritech.net> wrote in message
news:3DAD095F...@ameritech.net...
> Howard Beale wrote:
>
> >>When I go for walks here in the wilderness parts, I make lots of noise,
> >>talking, etc... To drive away any snakes that might be there...
>
> > Looks like I'm going to have to do that whenever its really dark. I
don't
> > want to get knocked down again
>
> When I was up in the Canadian Rockies this summer a lot of people
> wore a bear bell attached to their clothing when they went hiking in
> the mountains. It made a jingle with every step, to alert the bears
> that you were about. Maybe you could scare up a badger bell.
Would certainly work, but what would the neighbours say? You should hear the
offensive comments they come up with just over the bulge in my trousers
(asthma inhaler)
Howard Beale
> On Tue, 15 Oct 2002 17:38:43 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>
> >>
> >> Are the farmers deliberately trying to snare them
> >
> >Yes
> >
>
Tradition, I suppose. I think the excuse is the spread of TB to cattle, but
Gerard would be the best man to ask on that.
> >> or is it for rabbits?
> >
> >Hardly any rabbits left :-((
> >
>
> All caught or....?
That disease with the unspellable name, I presume. Rabbits breed
like........ rabbits, so when the whole population disappears one year, one
can only presume the worst. Shame. I enjoyed an odd one, roasted in the
oven, after my cats were persuaded to give up their catch.
> >> Must have given you a hell of a fright too since you weren't expecting
> >> him...
> >
> >Damn right
> >
>
> it would be almost funny if it wasn't so serious! :-) and at least you
> didn't get hurt from it...
It's funny sitting here writing about it, but as you say, not at the time,
and it would have been so easy to have been injured, regarless of my state
of health.
> >> Don't they make any noise when they move so you could hear them?
> >
> >
> >No, they're usually feeding on the verge, here me, and then make their
move.
> >
>
> Have they poor eyesight and run into you while escaping or are they
> attacking you for defense?
I think they just panic and run. If they wanted to attack, I'm sure they'd
have got me by now...
> >> There are snakes in Ireland - grass snakes... Patrick forgot them..
:-)
> >
> >There are?
>
> I saw a couple of grass snakes...
Ah, yes, nothing like a joint and a pint on a summer's evening..... (so I've
been told)
Howard Beale
> On Tue, 15 Oct 2002 17:23:35 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>
> >
> >When there's disturbed. They make quite a loud noise because of the
weight,
> >not to mention the snorting noises as they run off.
> >
>
No, they're definately pissed
> >> I used to whistle when I was walking alone at night... Mind you, they
> >knew I was "crazy" :-)
> >
> >
> >I don't like to make too much noise when I'm out, as I might disturb
others
> >(and miss the show)
> >
>
> What show?
Various encounters come to mind, from the sexual, to the criminal
> >> >> When I go for walks here in the wilderness parts, I make lots of
noise,
> >> >> talking, etc... To drive away any snakes that might be there...
> >> >
> >> >Looks like I'm going to have to do that whenever its really dark. I
don't
> >> >want to get knocked down again
> >>
> >> I hope you still haven't gotten any worse since the fall?
> >
> >Great form at the moment.
>
> Excellent! and long may it last too! :-)
I hope so. I know it won't last, but at least the next time I start to get
really down with it, after a long seige, I'll have a bit of light at the end
of the tunnel.
Murdo
Ah! So you're Anglo-Irish! Now I understand.
KateH
> PS. Do you not think Kate might be a little too right wing, even for
Dubya?
Ohhhhh........THAT was a (crushingly) low blow.......and a very, very scary
thought.
KateH :(
KateH
> Sage wrote:
> > PS. Do you not think Kate might be a little too right wing, even for
> > Dubya?
>
> In reality? Absolutely.
Where in the hell is that "Irish Curses" site.........when I need it most?
KateH
KateH
> When I go for walks here in the wilderness parts, I make lots of noise,
> talking, etc... To drive away any snakes that might be there...
And attract the attention of hungry cougars.........
KateH :)
KateH
> When I was up in the Canadian Rockies this summer a lot of people
> wore a bear bell attached to their clothing when they went hiking in
> the mountains. It made a jingle with every step, to alert the bears
> that you were about. Maybe you could scare up a badger bell.
We saw (and heard and bought one of) those in Montana, this summer.
Kate(they call them "dinner bells")H :)
Howard Beale
> On Wed, 16 Oct 2002 21:32:46 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>
> >
> >Whitewolf <r...@eirefirst.com> wrote in message
> >news:1ebrqu8h5sq72gqef...@4ax.com...
> >> On Tue, 15 Oct 2002 17:23:35 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> >> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
> >>
> >> >
> >> >When there's disturbed. They make quite a loud noise because of the
> >weight,
> >> >not to mention the snorting noises as they run off.
> >> >
> >>
> >> Are they laughing? ;-)
> >
> >
> >No, they're definately pissed
> >
>
>
> >> >> I used to whistle when I was walking alone at night... Mind you,
they
> >> >knew I was "crazy" :-)
> >> >
> >> >
> >> >I don't like to make too much noise when I'm out, as I might disturb
> >others
> >> >(and miss the show)
> >> >
> >>
> >> What show?
> >
> >Various encounters come to mind, from the sexual, to the criminal
> >
>
Long dark country lanes make an excellent place to park one's car, if you
know what I mean. Living in the city make such encounters somewhat more
difficult
Howard Beale
> On Wed, 16 Oct 2002 21:32:46 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
> >
> >That disease with the unspellable name, I presume. Rabbits breed
> >like........ rabbits, so when the whole population disappears one year,
one
> >can only presume the worst. Shame. I enjoyed an odd one, roasted in the
> >oven, after my cats were persuaded to give up their catch.
> >
>
I wouldn't eat them now, what with disease and that. Things like that didn't
bother me when I was younger. Now, a hare's another thing altogether... yum
yum..
c
>>> >> There are snakes in Ireland - grass snakes... Patrick forgot them..
>>:-)
>>> >
>>> >There are?
>>>
>>> I saw a couple of grass snakes...
>>
>>Ah, yes, nothing like a joint and a pint on a summer's evening..... (so I've
>>been told)
>
>I was only a child - so obviously I was drinking whiskey at the time and not
>a pint - seriously.. I was a child but I wasn't drunk nor high.. A pal and
>I found it in a field on another occassion one of my pals brough one to
>school he found on the way... I read somewhere too that Patrick missed the
>grasssnakes when he evicted them from Ireland...
For a moment I thought you were still talking about joints?
>I read somewhere too that Patrick missed the
>grasssnakes when he evicted them from Ireland...
Ní mar a síltear a bhítear.
Ok, I get it now snakes ? :-)
I was always lead to believe that Grass sankes were only here because
people had them as pets and when they got fed up of them they let
them go, but maybe PatRick was short sighted :-)
c
<how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> said :
>
I just did a google web search for that disease, (mainly to get the
spelling) and entered rabbits, killed, Ireland, and guess what the First
web on the list was. VERY Well done Ray on being the top of Google's
search with http://www.eirefirst.com/easteregg.htm
Anyhow's it is not spelt max-a-mat-toe-ses but myxomatosis
http://www.abdn.ac.uk/mammal/rabbit.htm
We ought to start a civil rights group for Rabbits as Rabbits have no
legal protection, what-so-ever.
The poor Rabbit has a hard life, the young, known as kittens are born
blind, deaf and almost hairless Rabbits don't often live for more than 3
years. Over 90% die in the first year of life, most of these in the first
three months. not to mention Rabbitville!
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Sorry I got Carried away reading the Easteregg Rebellion again,
Now were was I? oh yes.... propaganda..., emm no it was not?
ermm.... Snakes ermm not oh that was it Rabbits, YEP thats
it Rabbits....... Bloody trouble makers ! :-)
joand315
ahem!
well, a few remarks do come to mind, now that you mention it.
they might combine the bell and bulge and so dub you
Howard, bell of the ball.
-joan
joand315
very apropos. :-)
-joan
Howard Beale
> On Thu, 17 Oct 2002 19:40:08 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> said :
>
> >
> >Whitewolf <r...@eirefirst.com> wrote in message
> >news:kohtqu03bm1ldp8dt...@4ax.com...
> >> On Wed, 16 Oct 2002 21:32:46 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> >> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
> >> >
> >> >That disease with the unspellable name, I presume. Rabbits breed
> >> >like........ rabbits, so when the whole population disappears one
year,
> >one
> >> >can only presume the worst. Shame. I enjoyed an odd one, roasted in
the
> >> >oven, after my cats were persuaded to give up their catch.
> >> >
> >>
> >> Ha! You're eathing them, I'm out feeding them in the mornings here!
:-)
> >
> >I wouldn't eat them now, what with disease and that. Things like that
didn't
> >bother me when I was younger. Now, a hare's another thing altogether...
yum
> >yum..
> >
>
> I just did a google web search for that disease, (mainly to get the
> spelling) and entered rabbits, killed, Ireland, and guess what the First
> web on the list was. VERY Well done Ray on being the top of Google's
> search with http://www.eirefirst.com/easteregg.htm
It's weird some of the stuff that triggers google to your site. 'Weather
forcasters in the nude' comes into my stats quite often. And I don't have
anything like that on the site
Ali
> Anyhow's it is not spelt max-a-mat-toe-ses but myxomatosis
A rabbit went into the sandwich shop and ordered a cheese & onion
toasty. They thought it a little strange, but served him anyway - he
took the toasty and hopped off with it.
Next day, same rabbit comes back in and orders a ham & baked-beans
toasty - same thing - pays, takes it and hops off.
Next day, yet again the rabbit turns up and orders a bacon & tomato
toasty - pays, takes it and hops off.
Next day - no rabbit to be seen.
Next day - still no rabbit to be seen.
The next day, the staff in the shop were getting a bit worried in case
he'd be run over or something, when suddenly a ghostly image of the
rabbit appeared in the shop.
"I've just come to say that I would like to thank you for your kind
service during the time that I was alive ... " said the rabbit.
"No problem - but what happened to you?"
"Mixin-me-toasties"
--
Ali
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Street price with free delivery (and lollies!) on all orders.
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Kate(one-track umm... thread)H :)
A Lamentation for the death of Sir Maurice Fitzgerald, Knight of Kerry, who
was killed in Flanders, 1642.
From the Irish, by Clarence Mangan
There was lifted up one voice of woe,
One lament of more than mortal grief,
Through the wide South to and fro,
For a fallen Chief.
In the dead of night that cry thrilled through me,
I looked out upon the midnight air?
My own soul was all as gloomy,
As I knelt in prayer.
O'er the Loch Gur, that night, once-twice-yea, thrice-
Passed a wail of anguish for the Brave
That half curled into ice
Its moon-mirroring wave.
Then uprose a many-toned wild hymn in
Choral swell from Ogra's dark ravine,
And Mogeely's Phantom Women
Mourned the Geraldine!
Far on Carah Mona's emerald plains
Shrieks and sighs were blended many hours,
And Fermoy in fitful strains
Answered from her towers.
Youghal, Keenalmeaky, Eemokilly,
Mourned in concert, and their piercing keen
Woke wondering life the stilly
Glens of Inchiqueen.
From Loughmoe to yellow Dunanore
There was fear; the traders of Tralee
Gathered up their golden store,
And prepared to flee;
For, in ship and hall from night till morning,
Showed the first faint beamings of the sun,
All foreigners heard the warning
Of the Dreaded One!
"This, ' they spake, "portendeth death to us,
If we fly not swiftly from our fate!"
Self conceited idiots! thus
Ravingly to prate!
Not for base-born higgling Saxon trucksters
Ring laments like those by shore and sea!
Not for churls with souls like hucksters
Waileth our Banshee!
For the high Milesian race alone
Ever flows the music of her woe!
For slain heir to bygone throne,
And for Chief laid low!
Hark! . . . Again, methinks, I hear her weeping
Yonder! is she near me now, as then?
Or was but the night wind sweeping
Down the hollow glen?
Chris Hedley
> What's the difference between a hare and a rabbit?
Hares are quite a bit more athletic; they have longer legs, and
as a result can run much faster and leap further.
Chris.
--
"If the world was an orange it would be like much too small, y'know?" Neil, '84
Currently playing: The Macc Lads - "Alehouse Rock"
http://cbh.paunix.org My stuff, including genealogy, other things, etc
Howard Beale
> countryside. To an old long mostly gone castle that is surrounded by
woods,
> a wild and beautiful place... You can walk around there and the most
> dangerous animal you might meet would be a cow... No deadly spiders
Or so you thought, before you entered the surreal wold of the Donegal
Doleman
Howard Beale
> On Sat, 12 Oct 2002 20:39:11 GMT, Tel...@ntlworld.mo c (TelmeyŽ) wrote:
>
> >On Thu, 17 Oct 2002 14:31:49 GMT, Whitewolf <r...@eirefirst.com> said :
> >
> >>>> >> There are snakes in Ireland - grass snakes... Patrick forgot
them..
> >>>:-)
> >>>> >
> >>>> >There are?
> >>>>
> >>>> I saw a couple of grass snakes...
> >>>
> >>>Ah, yes, nothing like a joint and a pint on a summer's evening..... (so
I've
> >>>been told)
> >>
> >>I was only a child - so obviously I was drinking whiskey at the time and
not
> >>a pint - seriously.. I was a child but I wasn't drunk nor high.. A pal
and
> >>I found it in a field on another occassion one of my pals brough one to
> >>school he found on the way... I read somewhere too that Patrick missed
the
> >>grasssnakes when he evicted them from Ireland...
> >
> >For a moment I thought you were still talking about joints?
> >
>
>
> >>I read somewhere too that Patrick missed the
> >>grasssnakes when he evicted them from Ireland...
> >
> >Ní mar a síltear a bhítear.
> >
> > Ok, I get it now snakes ? :-)
> >
> >I was always lead to believe that Grass sankes were only here because
> >people had them as pets and when they got fed up of them they let
> >them go, but maybe PatRick was short sighted :-)
> >
>
> snakes, but now...
First I've heard of it, to be honest.
Howard Beale
> On Thu, 17 Oct 2002 19:40:08 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
>
> >
> >Whitewolf <r...@eirefirst.com> wrote in message
> >news:kohtqu03bm1ldp8dt...@4ax.com...
> >> On Wed, 16 Oct 2002 21:32:46 GMT, "Howard Beale"
> >> <how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
> >> >
> >> >That disease with the unspellable name, I presume. Rabbits breed
> >> >like........ rabbits, so when the whole population disappears one
year,
> >one
> >> >can only presume the worst. Shame. I enjoyed an odd one, roasted in
the
> >> >oven, after my cats were persuaded to give up their catch.
> >> >
> >>
> >> Ha! You're eathing them, I'm out feeding them in the mornings here!
:-)
> >
> >I wouldn't eat them now, what with disease and that. Things like that
didn't
> >bother me when I was younger. Now, a hare's another thing altogether...
yum
> >yum..
>
> Because from the distance they looked like hares (hairs get it?)
>
> What's the difference between a hare and a rabbit?
Size; you should here the noise thay can make when running off. Hares also
nest above ground, rather than below. And the taste is far superior. Dark
rich meat.
KateH
by KateH
In the old times, before we had SCI stats, there was a poster named Howard
living in Donegal and although he was excessively fond of posting, he was
unable to post more than one post, and that was the "Living In Ireland Is
Tough For An English Fella" post. The other posters used to get a good deal
of sport out of the Englishman's stories with interesting replies like "If
ya don't like it here... why don'tcha go back where ya came from?!" and "If
England was so wonderful ...why don'tcha go back where ya came from?!" and
other fascinating variations on that theme.
Well, one dark night as Howard was walking the lonely roads home from the
Doleman, muttering to himself "Go back where ya came from......Bollocks!",
he walked right into a cow! He knew it was a cow by the gently tinkling
bell around it's neck and the glow of the fiery red eyes, apparently Howard
had had this happen before. Howard instinctively jumped back and yelled
"SHITE!" (in true Donegal form) expecting the cow to amble off up the ditch,
but much to Howard's amazement the cow whirled around and tossed Howard
right up onto it's back. The cow had lovely short horns and Howard got a
good grip on them.
"Destruction on you, you nasty beast! Let me get home to my computer. I'm
only half drunk and they're waiting for me over on SCI!".
"Never mind SCI, tonight.......tell me a story" the Púca said (for that was
what it was...never mind that it *should* look like a goat or a horse) and
to poor Howard's never ending joy ......very cool stories came pouring out
of his mind and mouth........the likes of which he'd never dreamed of
before!
"Upon my word, you're a fine teacher!" Howard exclaimed, "But where are you
taking me?"
"That Banshee KateH is having a Halloween party up on Croagh Patric tonight
and she's invited all of her friends to hear ghost stories to get them in
the holiday moooooo-d......mark my words, you'll be well compensated for
your troubles" said the Púca.
"Well then, you'll save me a trip! For the good Sister Terry put a journey
to Croagh Patric on me, because I swore heartily after stepping on a badger
and disturbed her ummm......discussing parish business with Father Tom Walsh
in a parked car."
The Púca rushed across the hills and bogs and rough places and brought
Howard to the very top of Croagh Patric. Then the Púca struck three blows
with her dainty cloven hoof and a great door opened into the
mountainside.......and they passed together into a brightly lit hall.
Howard couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the golden table and the old
wimmin that sat around it. Karen Dennis was there with her glass of wine,
in a heated baseball discussion with Boliath; Doc with her bottle of beer
explaining to the new chick, Amy, why the Irish fighting gene is so hard to
dilute, empty seats for jake and PQ and a smartly dressed Cat in the corner
(taking minutes). Then the oldest and scariest woman, KateH stood up and
said "A hundred thousand welcomes to you Púca na Samhna! Who is this you
brought with you?"
"The best story teller in SCI" says the Púca.
Karen Dennis struck a blow on the ground and a hole in the wall opened
up.....out flew a crow and owl and several other familiars.......and slowly,
with great dignity an angry badger ambled towards Howard.
"By my conscience, then," says Howard to the badger, "I never meant to step
on you!"
The badger cleared up the table and carried it away......badgers being much
stronger than they look.......and the Púca said "Storyteller, tell your
stories to these wimmin!". And Howard did......wowing them with tales of
the supernatural, cool stories about headless coachmen and faery tales from
long ago..............he made them weep for joy and laugh with terror at the
wonderful Haloween-y type stories he came up with. Till the early hours of
the morning when the Púca told the wimmin to pay the storyteller.
Each old woman gave Howard a bag of gold and the badger turned a glad eye
upon Howard, huffed and chuffed a bit and wished him "many good tale" for
the future.
Howard leaped on the old cow's back and flew off across the rough places,
past the bogs and across the hills where he was unceremoniously dumped onto
the dark road, right outside his own house. "You have two things now,
story-teller......you have the gold of hideous wimmin and the blessings of
the badger".....and she ambled off up the dark road.
Howard ran into the house and dumped all the gold on the table and said to
his poor wife......"I'm rich!" and he bolted off to the computer, to post
threads of wonder that would sky-rocket him ....right to the #1 poster
position in the polls.
His wife sighed "Poor Howard's too long at the Doleman again" and went off
to her bed.
Howard awoke the next day to see a pile of leaves on the table where all his
gold had been the night before and he was saddened, but he did rejoice in
the small comfort that many people who "didn't know him from
Adam".......would be entertained tremendously, forever after, by his
wonderful stories on SCI.
It never occured to him, until later
that they would..........ALL
be about badgers
forever
more.
The end,
I'm late for painting and not gonna proof this........so dammit, don't laugh
at all the typos.
KateH
c
said :
VERY GOOD!!,
and little did he know we would all badger him about it :-)
KateH
> >The Poster And The Púca
> >by KateH
> >
> Excellent read Kate, thanks for posting it and do post some more! :-)
Nahhh......I'm waiting still holding my breath for Irish ghost stories from
the great story tellers of SCI. :)
KateH
KateH
> "KateH" said :
> >Howard awoke the next day to see a pile of leaves on the table where all
his
> >gold had been the night before and he was saddened, but he did rejoice in
> >the small comfort that many people who "didn't know him from
> >Adam".......would be entertained tremendously, forever after, by his
> >wonderful stories on SCI.
> >
> >It never occured to him, until later
> >that they would..........ALL
> >be about badgers
> >forever
> >more.
> >
> >The end,
>
> and little did he know we would all badger him about it :-)
Tremendously, forever after and forever more. :)
Kate(evil laugh)H :)
Terry McT
<how...@REMOVEmad-as-hell.com> wrote:
> Whitewolf <r...@eirefirst.com> wrote in message
> news:se40rusgln3gvbt2d...@4ax.com...
> > On Sat, 12 Oct 2002 20:39:11 GMT, Tel...@ntlworld.mo c (TelmeyŽ) wrote:
> >
> > >On Thu, 17 Oct 2002 14:31:49 GMT, Whitewolf <r...@eirefirst.com> said :
[snipped]
> > >
> >
> > No no... snakes only... :-)
> >
> > >>I read somewhere too that Patrick missed the
> > >>grasssnakes when he evicted them from Ireland...
> > >
> > >Ní mar a síltear a bhítear.
> > >
> > > Ok, I get it now snakes ? :-)
> > >
> > >I was always lead to believe that Grass sankes were only here because
> > >people had them as pets and when they got fed up of them they let
> > >them go, but maybe PatRick was short sighted :-)
> > >
> >
> > Now I'm not so sure... I expected that everyone knew Ireland had grass
> > snakes, but now...
>
> First I've heard of it, to be honest.
>
http://www.canoe.ca/CNEWSWeirdNews0203/15_stpatrick-ap.html
Terry
c
>Wouldn't be the first time I was wrong...
Not be the last either Ray :-)
BTW .... time to change your Sig. ??
How about ....
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Ní mar a síltear a bhítear.
Ní féidir an dubh a chur ina gheal ach seal.
Email: r...@eirefirst.com
Website: http://www.eirefirst.com
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>Ray
>--
>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>"The IRA is committed unequivocally to the search for freedom,
>justice and peace in Ireland." - IRA,Tuesday, 16 July 2002
>Email: r...@eirefirst.com
>Website: http://www.eirefirst.com
>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh....... in good old English...
Things are not always as they seem
You can only deny the truth for a while.
c
>On Fri, 18 Oct 2002 17:05:44 GMT, "Howard Beale"
>Do rabbits and hares intermix or are they completely seperate?
>
>Ray(learning)
Well hares don't get in the way when rabbits are ...erm er 'rabbiting'
mainly because the have fur :-)
c
>How true... I've not seen anything like that since I came back here... :-)
>
>Ray
I'll say this Ray ...you unequivocally meet some strange people in the
north ;-)
Where is this mystical dole-man in Donegal?
c
said :
Steady KateH, Ray will give you a medal for your story and howard will
give you... a Badge er or erm... something :-)