From: Paul B<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

I see nothing wrong with painting a pregnant nude woman as long as you help wash the paint off her when you are done.<BR>
(rim shot)
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From: Galadrial<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

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Okay..<BR>
        So this is is a sort of love story...and yes, it's about a cat. If you hate cats go elsewhere, because while I normally think that people who make too much of their pets are crackers---Tai Fan was different. He was part of our lives for nineteen and a half years...pure black, fur like silk, and huge green eyes. He forgave us for being brain dead humans, unable to understand the language of cats,and always tried to speak slowly and succinctly, hoping we would catch on.<BR>
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       He lived in every home we ever shared---for a total of four, and was ten years old when Desi was born....he should have taken a snit, being venerable even then...but he sniffed the baby carefully, gave her his approval, and adopted her...he was used to us fur challenged types by then you see.<BR>
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       Desi had been sneaking him food from her plate for two years. We knew. But they were buddies--thick as thieves<BR>
and the hardest thing I've had to tell my child in this life was that Tai wasn't going to make it. Her tears I expected...but when i saw my husband tear up---that was it boys and girls.<BR>
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      So tonight we said goodbye to a noble spirit, and I will miss him forever.He always tried to seem annoyed if we went away-----but a few minutes later he would be rubbing against us, and purring up a storm.<BR>
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      Chuck and I got him together such a long time ago...which hardly seems like anytime at all. It was only fitting that we sent him on his last journey together, and I watched the light die in his eyes as he did...and i knew there would never be another like him-----ever.<BR>
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      Yes....I know...he was "just" a cat. But he was there for half my life....rubbing against my leg at three in the morning while I wrote....keeping me company those lonely nights when I was pregnant, and couldn't sleep...helping me fill my bed when Chuck was away on business...greeting me at the door when I dragged in from a board meeting that went till 2AM...<BR>
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      Tai Fan was the best.....and I wish him godspeed...there must be a heaven for cats, and if there is, he's there now, running the show.........<BR>
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      Thanks for listening gang.........<BR>
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                                          Gala
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From: Michael (sad)<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

Gala ~ I'm sorry for your loss. I hope pets go to heaven.
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Date: 17 August 2000<P>

exsqueeze me? baking soda.
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From: slug<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

sadness on a swing: i couldn't stop writing even if i wanted to. it's my catharsis and my soudning board. my touchstone. so don't worry- when inspiration hits there will be more poetry. i'm glad i can bring a glimpse of happiness into your life.
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From: terry<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

Elizabeth~ Thank you so much for the kind words. I agree completely with your sentiments about poetry and all other art forms! And the Blender is filled with wonderfully talented artists...<BR>
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terry
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From: Misti<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

4:27 a.m. Thursday morning in Wappingers Falls, New York. This is just to say that I have just experienced the best sex of my life! My first multiple orgasm with a partner...wOw. Didn't think it was possible!<BR>
I'm basking in the afterglow. Sweet dreams, ya'll!<BR>
:)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))<BR>
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From: Chris<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

I am honored. Really. Life is good.<BR>
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Tonight I began teaching Misti how to play the guitar. She has real potential. In, uh, a couple short years she'll be rockin' out like Courtney Love!<BR>
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A night of real accomplishments...wow. Even better 'cause we were in real danger of being trapped in a Woody Allen movie for a while there... But we ended up in a Henry Miller novel--a much better place to be! Viva eros!
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From: deevaa<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

(fingers in her ears) too much information... lalala.. I can't hear you I can't hear you... lalala....(rocking in her seat) lalala... ..... arrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhh can't hear... no.. can't hear.....
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Date: 17 August 2000<P>

So where can we see pictures of the 2 lovebirds, Misti&Chris?
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From: Michael (sheesh)<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

Misti ~ I thought I was too personal. ;-) &lt;joins deeva&gt; <BR>
la-la-lalala-la-lala-la-la&lt;smurfs theme - can't hear&gt;
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From: [email-masked]<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

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SHADY GIRL!!!!!!!Get back here you wench---! Write down the email addy and USE IT!  <BR>
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Where have you been????????
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From: slug<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

stephen: "you" is beautiful. wonderful...
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From: d (www.dev0n.com)<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

deevaa... <BR>
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in reference to your question on the 15th.. <BR>
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a triscuit is a cracker, and i am flattered that you think i'm a good writer.  the reason for my extended absenses is that i don't have net access at home, because i work at an internet company so i like to have some 'time off'.  i'm also working very hard on my novel these days, and it's not exactly the kind of material i would post here.  :)<BR>
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*twinkle*<BR>
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- d
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From: Shadygirl [email-masked]<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

*cowering* oh geesh, I'm sorry it's been so long...:-) In the immortal words of Tony the Tiger..."I'm Grrrr-reat!"<BR>
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Heya Gala!<BR>
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Am I not infinitely cheesy? Aye carumba! Well, howdy everyone! Long time no talk! Nothing really new here...<BR>
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Hey Misti - how far up are you in NY? I'll be in Oneonta next weekend! <BR>
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Hi Dee, my Buddha-Mountain Man, all of you...I miss you's! What's new in your lives?<BR>
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Dee - how's the T.K.-tyke? How's your art-NY-gallery situation going? I wish I had the drive you have...someone viewed my work the yesterday and was telling me how I'm 'wasting' my talent going to school for holistic health care (as if you can ever waste yourself with the intention of helping people) but I must say it gets to me when I get feedback like that. (I'd hate to waste any part of me...hehe...)<BR>
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Kev - heya sugar, how are things in your corner of the U.S.?<BR>
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Ugh...back to the desk-ola...e me everyone, if you want, and I will try to get in here more often...:-) Mmm'k? 
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From: Misti &lt;[email-masked]&gt;<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

Shadygirl!<BR>
   I've missed you! I'm in Wappingers Falls! So far I've only seen Cold Spring, Beacon, Hyde Park, Fishkill, Poughkeepsie and New Paltz. I've told Chris that I would love to see you before we head to Texas. Maybe we could meet you in Manhattan sometime next week! We're gonna tour the Met, St. Patrick's, Central Park and maybe Little Italy. I'm more excited about ridin' the subway than anything else!<BR>
   Oh! You were right about the Paxil! It helped with my mood swings and made me a really groovy chic, like Marcia Brady, but it messed up  my sex drive! I've been off it for about two weeks and am still suffering from withdrawal symptoms. I'm dizzy all the time and I've had to deal with nausea and alla that. But my sex drive is back! Yes! Now I'm poppin' St. John's Wort 3x a day. Hope it works.<BR>
   E-mail me, chica!<BR>
:))))))Misti
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From: The Frosted One<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

Hey everyone! :)<BR>
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**Misti** Thanks. I love the song "That Ole Wind". It seems to have a strong message in it. But people look at things differently, maybe it's just me. I just wanted to say thanks, it was truly nice to see that song in writing.<BR>
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Always,<BR>
The Frosted One<BR>

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From: Stephen [email-masked]<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

Thanks for the comment Slug...Really appreciated to hear someone comment on my work, when I don't write alot at all.<BR>
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Everyone keep writing.., gives this bored guy something wonderful to read.<BR>
                      --Stephen
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From: Rachael McVeigh<BR>
Date: 17 August 2000<P>

I think this is a great way for other people to read and understand how others think and feel in the world...I enjoyed reading some of these poems on here...some were very open and others kind of hard to understand...but in all they were good.
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