LabattBlue Posted March 24, 2005 Posted March 24, 2005 A little game of "who posted this".... If I may go back to yesterday's dinner. I was in NYC for the weekend to see a broadway play (moving out). My friend and I went to an Italian restaurant called Mangia Bevi. He had spaghetti bolognese. I had boneless chicken with mushrooms and slices of sausage. Plus for the appetizer Bruschetti.Cant forget the caraf of wine I drank all by myself and later in the thread Nah, I was hanging out with Tbone. My dinner was not greasy just healthy. Who's hanging out in NYC with the T-Bone? Enquiring minds want to know?
Guffalo Posted March 24, 2005 Posted March 24, 2005 A little game of "who posted this"....and later in the thread Who's hanging out in NYC with the T-Bone? Enquiring minds want to know? 286498[/snapback] I would have to guess this is from AIO, but just a guess.
BILLS4LIFE Posted March 25, 2005 Posted March 25, 2005 A little game of "who posted this"....and later in the thread Who's hanging out in NYC with the T-Bone? Enquiring minds want to know? 286498[/snapback] I know...
AiO Posted March 25, 2005 Posted March 25, 2005 I would have to guess this is from AIO, but just a guess. Kinder and gentler TSW, my ass.
LabattBlue Posted March 25, 2005 Author Posted March 25, 2005 Sounds like a cosmopolitan type of weekend. 286517[/snapback] That would be correct!
Pine Barrens Mafia Posted March 25, 2005 Posted March 25, 2005 That would be correct! 286807[/snapback] *shudders a tthe thought of headband wearing, non-blinking offspring...*
Gavin in Va Beach Posted March 25, 2005 Posted March 25, 2005 *shudders a tthe thought of headband wearing, non-blinking offspring...* 286811[/snapback]
Pine Barrens Mafia Posted March 25, 2005 Posted March 25, 2005 286815[/snapback] Horrifying, isn't it? Like something out of an HP Lovecraft novel.
Gavin in Va Beach Posted March 25, 2005 Posted March 25, 2005 Horrifying, isn't it? Like something out of an HP Lovecraft novel. 286841[/snapback] I was thinking 'The Second Coming' by Yeats, but Lovecraft works too... Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand; Surely the Second Coming is at hand. The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out When a vast image out of Spritus Mundi Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds. The darkness drops again; but now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
Pine Barrens Mafia Posted March 25, 2005 Posted March 25, 2005 I was thinking 'The Second Coming' by Yeats, but Lovecraft works too... Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand; Surely the Second Coming is at hand. The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out When a vast image out of Spritus Mundi Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds. The darkness drops again; but now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born? 286858[/snapback] And now for Lovecraft: "Examined at headquarters after a trip of intense strain and weariness, the prisoners all proved to be men of a very low, mixed-blooded, and mentally aberrant type"
VABills Posted March 25, 2005 Posted March 25, 2005 *shudders a tthe thought of headband wearing, non-blinking offspring...* 286811[/snapback] Eating Macaroni salad off the hood of a car at the tailgate.
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