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Paul Jamison
May 5, 2013, 11:15:15 PM5/5/13
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(Three ferrets - Murphy, a handsome Sable in the red serge uniform of the
RCMP; Sammy, a Dark-Eyed White wearing a yarmulke; Sammy's lovely Cinnamon
wife Clarissa; and Max, another handsome Sable with his hind legs in a
wheelchair - come in from Stage Left.)
Murphy: Okay, where's Paul? We've got birthdays to be celebrating - five
days late! - and he's nowhere to be found? He's the boss, after all!
Max: I don't know, Murph. He's been acting kinda funny lately. Something's
on his mind, that's for sure.
Sammy: Here he comes! Looks like he's been doing some shopping - Hello, sir!
We've been wondering where you were! What's up?
(Paul comes in with several plastic K-Mart bags.)
Paul: Hi, guys! I've been doing some shopping for some new clothes, and look
what I've got! (Opens bag and unrolls a pair of horrible-looking plaid
pants.) I've found some amazing bargains!
(The four ferrets stare at the pants.)
Murphy: Um... What brought this on? Sir?
Paul: Oh, I've been thinking. I'm turning 60 this month, and I figure it's
time to start acting my age. You know, start wearing sensible clothing. Slow
down a bit. Eat breakfast at Denny's - pretty soon I can take advantage of
their Senior Citizen's Discount. Here. (Takes out greeting card.) Someone
sent me this. It makes sense of a lot of things.
(Murphy takes card and starts reading. Max and Sammy reads over his
shoulder. Clarissa starts digging around in the shopping bags.)
Max: "When I am an old man..." mumblemumble "...I shall wear -" plaid
trousers?! Oh, dear.
Paul: Yep. Nice little piece, huh? They've got it on cards and little wall
plaques and everything!
Murphy: Hmmm. "Eat ice cream for breakfast and spend some days abed," hmm...
"And let one of the youngsters carve the turkey or the goose." Hey, some of
this stuff isn't bad, really.
Clarissa: EEEEEKKK!!! (Backs away from the K-Mart bags, visibly shaken.)
There are shirts in there with a - with a *PAISLEY* pattern! (All four
ferrets look at Paul in horror.)
Paul (shrugs): Hey, after a certain age, a guy has to get practical.
Max (dazed): Practical... (Four ferrets go into a huddle while Paul starts
sorting through shopping bags.)
(Finally, the four ferrets stands up - more or less - and nod. Murphy and
Sammy go off in one direction while Max and Clarissa go off in another.)
Paul (pulling out shoebox): Okay, these were on sale - nice, cheap Oxfords.
Ought to last awhile, but I got two pairs, so... (Notices soap bubble
floating by.) What -? (Looks up to see the air around him filling with
bubbles.) What in the *world*?!
Max (coming up with Clarissa and waving bubbles away): The Skippys cooked up
a bubble machine - they can do a lot real quick - to help commemorate your
new-found maturity.
Paul: Well, that's - (waves away bubbles; more and more appear) - that's
nice of them, but I don't see the significance.
Max: Oh, the bubbles are very significant! Considering that your taste in
music will be changing, too. You are gonna become a Welkie, aren't you?
Paul: Welkie?
Murphy: Yessir, a Lawrence Welkie! (Makes his way through the bubbles,
pulling a cart piled high with flat packages.) We figured you'll be dumping
your Soul Asylum and Limp Bizkit CDs and replacing them with Lawrence Welk,
so we're going to help - where are you? (waves away bubbles) oh, *there* you
are! Anyway, Sammy and I have gathered together some Lawrence Welk albums
for you. I hope you've still got a turntable; some of these are LP's.
Sammy (Looking at one record): It better be an *old* turntable, too. One
that can play 78's.
Paul (looking like he's been hit with a frozen mackerel - take our word for
it; you can't see him too well through the bubbles): Um - uh - (Stuffs pants
and shoes back in shopping bags and jumps up) Excuse me, gotta go make some
returns! (Runs off. Stops, looks around, waves away bubbles, runs off in
another direction.)
Murphy (smiling): Success, guys. (Murphy and Max high-five; then Max and
Clarissa try to high-five, but miss.) Okay, Skippy, that's enough. Turn off
the bubble machine.
(Paul returns, wading through the bubbles. He's wearing a pair of blue
jeans, a pair of sneakers and a T-shirt that actually *says* something. He
stops and takes a deep breath.)
Paul: Okay... we've got some birthdays to salute, so let's get to it!
(Murphy, Clarissa, Max and Sammy (enthusiastically): Yes, sir! (They all
give crisp salutes.)
Murphy: Okay, Skippys, ready with the Cannon - where are you? I can't see -
Turn off the bubble machine! What's the matter with it? Hit it - hit it
right there. Well, you're a mechanic - use a hammer! Oh, never mind. Just
get ready on the Cannon. Ready... aim... FIRE!
*BOOOOOOOOMMM!!*
(The charge shoots skyward from somewhere in the mass of bubbles.)
Paul: Hey, wait a minute! I don't *have* any Soul Asylum *or* Limp Bizkit
CDs!
Clarissa: Well, you don't have any Lawrence Welk LP's, either.
Sammy: Or 78's!
Paul (thoughtfully): That's true... Guys - thank you. Thanks for keeping me
from turning into an old fart.
Sammy: You're as young as you feel, sir. Or as young as the person you're -
Paul: Let's not go there, okay? This is a family group.
(Charge soars to altitude - far above the bubbles - where it explodes,
showering alt.fan.pratchett with confetti, balloons, streamers and M&Ms in
Plain, Peanut, Ferretone, Swedish Meatball, Green Chili and all the popular
flavors. Two banners float down beneath parachutes: HAPPY BIRTHDAYS TO EMMET
O'BRIEN, MARIUS LOOTS, VELORACAT (VALERIE), NANCY MURPHY, MARINA GRAY aka
GRYMMA, STEPHANIE GRAY, ROBIN ADAMS, GORDON STEEMSON, DAVID SANDER, TIM
BAGOT, PETE BIGGS, THOMAS HAWTIN, EMMA SEGAR, PHILIPPA CHAPMAN, KAT KNIGHT,
HEATHER KNOWLES, DAVE LE GOOD, ADAM BAKER, EELCO GIELE, GRAHAM ROBINSON,
GELNN BRADY, MARK BUCKNER, MIKE KEW aka MIQ, NEIL RASHBROOK, TOM DE MULDER,
JOHN FRANCIS, WARREN JONES, DEREK MAHONY, JAC(QUI), DAVID WAY, CURIOSITY,
GABRIEL KRABBE, ANTHONY WALTON, ROB VINES, TAMAR, TOM PEARSON, me,
BELVADERE, NICHOLAS WOLVERSON, BANCROFT GRACEY, ANNA BERTIE-ROBERTS, CATJA,
SIMON COZENS, STIG M. VALSTAD, GEIR GRANUM, MELINDA, ANN MARIE CHALKLEY AND
ANYONE ELSE FROM MAY THAT WE'VE FORGOTTEN!! and GEE, DAD, IT WAS A
WURLITZER!)
Paul: Oh, and for all you Lawrence Welk fans out there who may feel
Offended? (sticks out tongue, stick thumbs in his ears and wiggles his
hands) *Phpbhphphbphphpphbphphpb!!*
Max: Sir, I think you're facing the wrong direction. The group's that way. I
think.
Paul: Is it? I can't see with all these bubbles. (shaking and crunching
noises) Hey, wait! What's happening?
Sammy: Hang on, sir! This whole part of the newsgroup is breaking off and
shoving off to sea!
(Scene switches to the railing of a tramp steamer in the harbor.)
First mate: Sure is a clear night, ain't it, Captain?
Captain: Yup, matey, these are the kind of nights when the sea plays tricks
on ye.
First mate: Yeah, I recollect one night off Singapore...
Captain: Tricks, I say, like that mirage off the port bow now.
First mate: What?!
Captain: See it there, kinda bubbly looking in the moonlight?
First mate: Oh, yeah. Gee, if I didn't know better, I'd say it looks like
part of a newsgroup.
Captain: Yeah... (starts humming the Lawrence Welk theme song, whatever it
was called) dee-deedee dee-dee dee dee dee-dee...
First mate: Hey, thats a catchy chantey you're humming there, Captain. What
is it?
Captain: Oh, I don't know. Just keeps running through my head.
First mate: Oh (yawns) Lets go below and catch a little shut-eye. (Captain
and First mate leave railing. Large mass of bubbles goes floating by.)
Paul (from somewhere in mass of bubbles): Help... help...
Murphy (from bubbles): Well, sir, how was this birthday salute, considering?
Paul: Wun'erful, wun'erful...
-------------------
Stan Freberg's hilarious sketch "Wun'erful, Wun'erful" was cannibalised for
this presentation
"I Shall Wear Plaid Trousers" by Donna Schwarz and Elizabeth Jones was used
only as much as was necessary
Paul (60. Oh, dear...)
Turn off the bubble machine...
RCMP; Sammy, a Dark-Eyed White wearing a yarmulke; Sammy's lovely Cinnamon
wife Clarissa; and Max, another handsome Sable with his hind legs in a
wheelchair - come in from Stage Left.)
Murphy: Okay, where's Paul? We've got birthdays to be celebrating - five
days late! - and he's nowhere to be found? He's the boss, after all!
Max: I don't know, Murph. He's been acting kinda funny lately. Something's
on his mind, that's for sure.
Sammy: Here he comes! Looks like he's been doing some shopping - Hello, sir!
We've been wondering where you were! What's up?
(Paul comes in with several plastic K-Mart bags.)
Paul: Hi, guys! I've been doing some shopping for some new clothes, and look
what I've got! (Opens bag and unrolls a pair of horrible-looking plaid
pants.) I've found some amazing bargains!
(The four ferrets stare at the pants.)
Murphy: Um... What brought this on? Sir?
Paul: Oh, I've been thinking. I'm turning 60 this month, and I figure it's
time to start acting my age. You know, start wearing sensible clothing. Slow
down a bit. Eat breakfast at Denny's - pretty soon I can take advantage of
their Senior Citizen's Discount. Here. (Takes out greeting card.) Someone
sent me this. It makes sense of a lot of things.
(Murphy takes card and starts reading. Max and Sammy reads over his
shoulder. Clarissa starts digging around in the shopping bags.)
Max: "When I am an old man..." mumblemumble "...I shall wear -" plaid
trousers?! Oh, dear.
Paul: Yep. Nice little piece, huh? They've got it on cards and little wall
plaques and everything!
Murphy: Hmmm. "Eat ice cream for breakfast and spend some days abed," hmm...
"And let one of the youngsters carve the turkey or the goose." Hey, some of
this stuff isn't bad, really.
Clarissa: EEEEEKKK!!! (Backs away from the K-Mart bags, visibly shaken.)
There are shirts in there with a - with a *PAISLEY* pattern! (All four
ferrets look at Paul in horror.)
Paul (shrugs): Hey, after a certain age, a guy has to get practical.
Max (dazed): Practical... (Four ferrets go into a huddle while Paul starts
sorting through shopping bags.)
(Finally, the four ferrets stands up - more or less - and nod. Murphy and
Sammy go off in one direction while Max and Clarissa go off in another.)
Paul (pulling out shoebox): Okay, these were on sale - nice, cheap Oxfords.
Ought to last awhile, but I got two pairs, so... (Notices soap bubble
floating by.) What -? (Looks up to see the air around him filling with
bubbles.) What in the *world*?!
Max (coming up with Clarissa and waving bubbles away): The Skippys cooked up
a bubble machine - they can do a lot real quick - to help commemorate your
new-found maturity.
Paul: Well, that's - (waves away bubbles; more and more appear) - that's
nice of them, but I don't see the significance.
Max: Oh, the bubbles are very significant! Considering that your taste in
music will be changing, too. You are gonna become a Welkie, aren't you?
Paul: Welkie?
Murphy: Yessir, a Lawrence Welkie! (Makes his way through the bubbles,
pulling a cart piled high with flat packages.) We figured you'll be dumping
your Soul Asylum and Limp Bizkit CDs and replacing them with Lawrence Welk,
so we're going to help - where are you? (waves away bubbles) oh, *there* you
are! Anyway, Sammy and I have gathered together some Lawrence Welk albums
for you. I hope you've still got a turntable; some of these are LP's.
Sammy (Looking at one record): It better be an *old* turntable, too. One
that can play 78's.
Paul (looking like he's been hit with a frozen mackerel - take our word for
it; you can't see him too well through the bubbles): Um - uh - (Stuffs pants
and shoes back in shopping bags and jumps up) Excuse me, gotta go make some
returns! (Runs off. Stops, looks around, waves away bubbles, runs off in
another direction.)
Murphy (smiling): Success, guys. (Murphy and Max high-five; then Max and
Clarissa try to high-five, but miss.) Okay, Skippy, that's enough. Turn off
the bubble machine.
(Paul returns, wading through the bubbles. He's wearing a pair of blue
jeans, a pair of sneakers and a T-shirt that actually *says* something. He
stops and takes a deep breath.)
Paul: Okay... we've got some birthdays to salute, so let's get to it!
(Murphy, Clarissa, Max and Sammy (enthusiastically): Yes, sir! (They all
give crisp salutes.)
Murphy: Okay, Skippys, ready with the Cannon - where are you? I can't see -
Turn off the bubble machine! What's the matter with it? Hit it - hit it
right there. Well, you're a mechanic - use a hammer! Oh, never mind. Just
get ready on the Cannon. Ready... aim... FIRE!
*BOOOOOOOOMMM!!*
(The charge shoots skyward from somewhere in the mass of bubbles.)
Paul: Hey, wait a minute! I don't *have* any Soul Asylum *or* Limp Bizkit
CDs!
Clarissa: Well, you don't have any Lawrence Welk LP's, either.
Sammy: Or 78's!
Paul (thoughtfully): That's true... Guys - thank you. Thanks for keeping me
from turning into an old fart.
Sammy: You're as young as you feel, sir. Or as young as the person you're -
Paul: Let's not go there, okay? This is a family group.
(Charge soars to altitude - far above the bubbles - where it explodes,
showering alt.fan.pratchett with confetti, balloons, streamers and M&Ms in
Plain, Peanut, Ferretone, Swedish Meatball, Green Chili and all the popular
flavors. Two banners float down beneath parachutes: HAPPY BIRTHDAYS TO EMMET
O'BRIEN, MARIUS LOOTS, VELORACAT (VALERIE), NANCY MURPHY, MARINA GRAY aka
GRYMMA, STEPHANIE GRAY, ROBIN ADAMS, GORDON STEEMSON, DAVID SANDER, TIM
BAGOT, PETE BIGGS, THOMAS HAWTIN, EMMA SEGAR, PHILIPPA CHAPMAN, KAT KNIGHT,
HEATHER KNOWLES, DAVE LE GOOD, ADAM BAKER, EELCO GIELE, GRAHAM ROBINSON,
GELNN BRADY, MARK BUCKNER, MIKE KEW aka MIQ, NEIL RASHBROOK, TOM DE MULDER,
JOHN FRANCIS, WARREN JONES, DEREK MAHONY, JAC(QUI), DAVID WAY, CURIOSITY,
GABRIEL KRABBE, ANTHONY WALTON, ROB VINES, TAMAR, TOM PEARSON, me,
BELVADERE, NICHOLAS WOLVERSON, BANCROFT GRACEY, ANNA BERTIE-ROBERTS, CATJA,
SIMON COZENS, STIG M. VALSTAD, GEIR GRANUM, MELINDA, ANN MARIE CHALKLEY AND
ANYONE ELSE FROM MAY THAT WE'VE FORGOTTEN!! and GEE, DAD, IT WAS A
WURLITZER!)
Paul: Oh, and for all you Lawrence Welk fans out there who may feel
Offended? (sticks out tongue, stick thumbs in his ears and wiggles his
hands) *Phpbhphphbphphpphbphphpb!!*
Max: Sir, I think you're facing the wrong direction. The group's that way. I
think.
Paul: Is it? I can't see with all these bubbles. (shaking and crunching
noises) Hey, wait! What's happening?
Sammy: Hang on, sir! This whole part of the newsgroup is breaking off and
shoving off to sea!
(Scene switches to the railing of a tramp steamer in the harbor.)
First mate: Sure is a clear night, ain't it, Captain?
Captain: Yup, matey, these are the kind of nights when the sea plays tricks
on ye.
First mate: Yeah, I recollect one night off Singapore...
Captain: Tricks, I say, like that mirage off the port bow now.
First mate: What?!
Captain: See it there, kinda bubbly looking in the moonlight?
First mate: Oh, yeah. Gee, if I didn't know better, I'd say it looks like
part of a newsgroup.
Captain: Yeah... (starts humming the Lawrence Welk theme song, whatever it
was called) dee-deedee dee-dee dee dee dee-dee...
First mate: Hey, thats a catchy chantey you're humming there, Captain. What
is it?
Captain: Oh, I don't know. Just keeps running through my head.
First mate: Oh (yawns) Lets go below and catch a little shut-eye. (Captain
and First mate leave railing. Large mass of bubbles goes floating by.)
Paul (from somewhere in mass of bubbles): Help... help...
Murphy (from bubbles): Well, sir, how was this birthday salute, considering?
Paul: Wun'erful, wun'erful...
-------------------
Stan Freberg's hilarious sketch "Wun'erful, Wun'erful" was cannibalised for
this presentation
"I Shall Wear Plaid Trousers" by Donna Schwarz and Elizabeth Jones was used
only as much as was necessary
Paul (60. Oh, dear...)
Turn off the bubble machine...
larry
May 6, 2013, 6:49:19 AM5/6/13
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On Sun, 05 May 2013 22:15:15 -0500, Paul Jamison wrote:
>
Sixty is just two curved lines.
>
Sixty is just two curved lines.
Lesley Weston
May 6, 2013, 10:14:31 AM5/6/13
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On 05-05-13 8:15 PM, Paul Jamison wrote:
<snip>
> Murphy (from bubbles): Well, sir, how was this birthday salute, considering?
>
> Paul: Wun'erful, wun'erful...
>
> -------------------
>
> Stan Freberg's hilarious sketch "Wun'erful, Wun'erful" was cannibalised for
> this presentation
> "I Shall Wear Plaid Trousers" by Donna Schwarz and Elizabeth Jones was used
> only as much as was necessary
>
> Paul (60. Oh, dear...)
>
>
>
>
> Turn off the bubble machine...
>
>
Lovely! But it's OK, 60's not that bad. I'm still pretty much me and I'm
68. I don't think I've ever heard Lawrence Welk, not past the first bar
or so anyway.
Lesley.
--
This address is real, but to reach me use leswes att shaw dott ca
<snip>
> Murphy (from bubbles): Well, sir, how was this birthday salute, considering?
>
> Paul: Wun'erful, wun'erful...
>
> -------------------
>
> Stan Freberg's hilarious sketch "Wun'erful, Wun'erful" was cannibalised for
> this presentation
> "I Shall Wear Plaid Trousers" by Donna Schwarz and Elizabeth Jones was used
> only as much as was necessary
>
> Paul (60. Oh, dear...)
>
>
>
>
> Turn off the bubble machine...
>
>
68. I don't think I've ever heard Lawrence Welk, not past the first bar
or so anyway.
Lesley.
--
This address is real, but to reach me use leswes att shaw dott ca
Nigel Stapley
May 6, 2013, 10:37:26 AM5/6/13
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On 06/05/2013 15:14, Lesley Weston wrote:
> On 05-05-13 8:15 PM, Paul Jamison wrote:
>
> <snip>
>
>> Murphy (from bubbles): Well, sir, how was this birthday salute,
>> considering?
>>
>> Paul: Wun'erful, wun'erful...
>>
>> -------------------
>>
>> Stan Freberg's hilarious sketch "Wun'erful, Wun'erful" was
>> cannibalised for
>> this presentation
>> "I Shall Wear Plaid Trousers" by Donna Schwarz and Elizabeth Jones was
>> used
>> only as much as was necessary
>>
>> Paul (60. Oh, dear...)
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> Turn off the bubble machine...
>>
>>
> Lovely! But it's OK, 60's not that bad. I'm still pretty much me and I'm
> 68. I don't think I've ever heard Lawrence Welk, not past the first bar
> or so anyway.
>
"Have you heard Lawrence Welk?"
> On 05-05-13 8:15 PM, Paul Jamison wrote:
>
> <snip>
>
>> Murphy (from bubbles): Well, sir, how was this birthday salute,
>> considering?
>>
>> Paul: Wun'erful, wun'erful...
>>
>> -------------------
>>
>> Stan Freberg's hilarious sketch "Wun'erful, Wun'erful" was
>> cannibalised for
>> this presentation
>> "I Shall Wear Plaid Trousers" by Donna Schwarz and Elizabeth Jones was
>> used
>> only as much as was necessary
>>
>> Paul (60. Oh, dear...)
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> Turn off the bubble machine...
>>
>>
> Lovely! But it's OK, 60's not that bad. I'm still pretty much me and I'm
> 68. I don't think I've ever heard Lawrence Welk, not past the first bar
> or so anyway.
>
"No. What does he sound like when he does?"
--
Regards
Nigel Stapley
www.thejudge.me.uk
<reply-to will bounce>
GaryN
May 6, 2013, 10:45:04 AM5/6/13
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Nigel Stapley <un...@judgemental.plus.com> wrote in
news:euudnWrYvtS7XRrM...@brightview.co.uk:
"Do you like Kipling?"
"I don't know, I've never kippled."
--
"I'm not twisted.
I'm a tortured soul in a flexible body"
The Contortionist in 'MicMacs'
news:euudnWrYvtS7XRrM...@brightview.co.uk:
"I don't know, I've never kippled."
--
"I'm not twisted.
I'm a tortured soul in a flexible body"
The Contortionist in 'MicMacs'
larry
May 6, 2013, 10:44:45 AM5/6/13
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waltz,) but had a vinyl record with the bubble machine skit.
Doubleplusgood essay on aging, Paul.
Nigel Stapley
May 6, 2013, 12:02:23 PM5/6/13
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"I don't know, I've never been to one"
(Denis Norden)
Grymma
May 6, 2013, 3:23:00 PM5/6/13
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And thank you all for the giggles continued down the thread :-D
--
Grymma AFPOh Goddess Of Hangovers; DAcFD, BF (UU)
Be nice to me and other living things.
Alec Cawley
May 6, 2013, 4:41:07 PM5/6/13
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Nigel Stapley
May 6, 2013, 5:38:34 PM5/6/13
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(Alan Bennett, I think)
Walter Bushell
May 6, 2013, 9:55:24 PM5/6/13
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In article <km8ds9$30cm$1...@mud.stack.nl>,
--
Gambling with Other People's Money is the meth of the fiscal industry.
me -- in the spirit of Karl and Groucho Marx
Lesley Weston <brightly_co...@yahoo.co.uk> wrote:
> Lovely! But it's OK, 60's not that bad. I'm still pretty much me and I'm
> 68. I don't think I've ever heard Lawrence Welk, not past the first bar
> or so anyway.
>
> Lesley.
My parents like him^W his music.
> Lovely! But it's OK, 60's not that bad. I'm still pretty much me and I'm
> 68. I don't think I've ever heard Lawrence Welk, not past the first bar
> or so anyway.
>
> Lesley.
--
Gambling with Other People's Money is the meth of the fiscal industry.
me -- in the spirit of Karl and Groucho Marx
Chris Zakes
May 6, 2013, 9:56:54 PM5/6/13
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remember Lawrence Welk. It's possible that you don't because he was
American TV, not Canadian.
-Chris Zakes
Texas
--
Two things I have ever respected are warmth and the ability to sit still.
-Mayland Long in "Tea With the Black Dragon" by R.A. MacAvoy
John S. Wilkins
May 7, 2013, 7:47:40 AM5/7/13
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there giggling at the name (which, to an Australian, sounds like a
disease or silly walk).
--
John S. Wilkins, Associate, Philosophy, University of Sydney
http://evolvingthoughts.net
But al be that he was a philosophre,
Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre
Lesley Weston
May 7, 2013, 10:11:03 AM5/7/13
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On 05-06-13 6:56 PM, Chris Zakes wrote:
> On Mon, 06 May 2013 07:14:31 -0700, an orbital mind-control laser
> caused Lesley Weston <brightly_co...@yahoo.co.uk> to write:
>
>> On 05-05-13 8:15 PM, Paul Jamison wrote:
>>
>> <snip>
>>
>>> Murphy (from bubbles): Well, sir, how was this birthday salute, considering?
>>>
>>> Paul: Wun'erful, wun'erful...
>>>
>>> -------------------
>>>
>>> Stan Freberg's hilarious sketch "Wun'erful, Wun'erful" was cannibalised for
>>> this presentation
>>> "I Shall Wear Plaid Trousers" by Donna Schwarz and Elizabeth Jones was used
>>> only as much as was necessary
>>>
>>> Paul (60. Oh, dear...)
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> Turn off the bubble machine...
>>>
>>>
>> Lovely! But it's OK, 60's not that bad. I'm still pretty much me and I'm
>> 68. I don't think I've ever heard Lawrence Welk, not past the first bar
>> or so anyway.
>>
>> Lesley.
>
> Interesting. I'm over 10 years younger than that and *I* (vaguely)
> remember Lawrence Welk. It's possible that you don't because he was
> American TV, not Canadian.
Oh I know who he was and what he did [1]. But after the first bar of his
> On Mon, 06 May 2013 07:14:31 -0700, an orbital mind-control laser
> caused Lesley Weston <brightly_co...@yahoo.co.uk> to write:
>
>> On 05-05-13 8:15 PM, Paul Jamison wrote:
>>
>> <snip>
>>
>>> Murphy (from bubbles): Well, sir, how was this birthday salute, considering?
>>>
>>> Paul: Wun'erful, wun'erful...
>>>
>>> -------------------
>>>
>>> Stan Freberg's hilarious sketch "Wun'erful, Wun'erful" was cannibalised for
>>> this presentation
>>> "I Shall Wear Plaid Trousers" by Donna Schwarz and Elizabeth Jones was used
>>> only as much as was necessary
>>>
>>> Paul (60. Oh, dear...)
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> Turn off the bubble machine...
>>>
>>>
>> Lovely! But it's OK, 60's not that bad. I'm still pretty much me and I'm
>> 68. I don't think I've ever heard Lawrence Welk, not past the first bar
>> or so anyway.
>>
>> Lesley.
>
> Interesting. I'm over 10 years younger than that and *I* (vaguely)
> remember Lawrence Welk. It's possible that you don't because he was
> American TV, not Canadian.
music, I turned off the TV.
[1] He Welked, of course.
Free Lunch
May 7, 2013, 6:59:42 PM5/7/13
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On Tue, 07 May 2013 07:11:03 -0700, Lesley Weston
<brightly_co...@yahoo.co.uk> wrote in alt.fan.pratchett:
A friend of mine warned me _never_ to listen to Myron Floren music*
while stoned. I took his advice.
*Welk's accordionist for about 30 years.
<brightly_co...@yahoo.co.uk> wrote in alt.fan.pratchett:
while stoned. I took his advice.
*Welk's accordionist for about 30 years.
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