cat's_cradle amy see the cat? see the cradle?? 000309 ... Quake screw that, screw this, i'm going down to take over an island in the caribbean and ban all electricity (except of touches) and all human communication except that of people in each other's physical presence 000309 ... Effingham Fish Everything beyond that bears little or no resemblance to it's namesake. Stupid damn game. 011210 ... no reason when you're comin' home, said i don't know when we'll get together then 020128 ... ever dumbening one of my all-time favorite books fucking brilliant 020128 ... misstree my cat's a calico. it sleeps soundly, with just a slight purr. when it wakes up, it follows me around, goes for walks with me, and makes traffic move out of my way when i'm driving. when i'm angry my cat will claw people's eyes out, and when i'm happy it tickles my innards with its tail. maybe tomorrow my cat will be jellicle, or pure white, or maybe tabby... 020129 ... sabbie oh! i was never any good at these when i was little, but i shall give it a go anyways. string, like so. and around here, and up... and over.... around again [tounge poking out in concentraition] now here and here and careful... and this bit here and...opps! [how embarrasing. to be tangled so badly in your own cats cradle that you are trapped. i honestly didnt think id used so much string.] umm, a little help here? 020129 ... Casey and the silver spoon...little boy blue and the man on the moon... 020129 ... Kate I wrote a poem for English about the time that you and I went to that concert and on the way there we talked about books we were reading, for English class, and you told me about this one. We had to write a poem about love. I suppose I love you from afar, and I suppose that it is understood which means it never needs to be mentioned. But somehow if you read the poem and derived a false intrepretation of my love for you, I wanted you to know what I meant, and to know that I don't require or expect love in return. 021206 ... jane my favorite book it's so amazing i just want to find the members of my karass i went bokononist for a while 021206 ... werewolf yeah...my favorite book too...don't tell anyone. 021206 ... jane i don't think i have to 021210 ... Kate McSparran and Stephen loved it, and the latter lent his copy to Tracee. "Nothing in this book is true." 030702 ... misstree Live by the foma that makes you wise and brave and happy and free. 030703 ... xyz "No wonder kids grow up crazy. A cat's cradle is nothing but a bunch of X's between somebody's hands, and little kids look and look and look at all those X's..." "And?" "No damn cat, and no damn cradle." -Vonnegut 031228 ... des a game a game a game a book? you all must be crazy 031228 ... misstree of course darling, but that's beside the point. a splendid book by kurt_vonnegut, who is a grinning godling in himself, and in my ohsoveryhumble opinoin, his best. find it and read it. 031228 ... jane okay......weird. this is the at least fourth reference to this book in the past 4 days...last night was the weirdest because i was talking to this guy who had just read it over the previous 3 days, the same 3 days for me that it had been brought up. & then today i literally just took the book out of my old box of books from when i moved here & then i saw this blathe. weeeirrrd. or maybe it's just about time to read it again. 031228 ... misstree when things poke me repeatedly, i tend to succumb, lest they grow angry. 031229 ... RedDragon Nothing's poking and does it really matter anyway? Let them read, what does science fiction hurt? Hmmm? Can you tell me? Kids, BEWARE of mkUltra and mkSearch, but remember it's more likely to strike problematic systems first and most obviously. 040207 ... Adriana Tiger got to hunt, Bird got to fly; Man got to sit and wonder, "Why, why, why?" Tiger got to sleep, Bird got to land; Man got to tell himself he understand. -The Books of Bokonon 040308 ... aspiring ghetto prophet I got two day stubble that seems literally tatooed on my broad and churlish face..my name is Shadle! Turn the Drum track down! I got (pause) dreams and screams and ah rectal reams, a promenade apostacy parading in my head (and)my name is shaddle, the cat and his dreams choked in the cradle and ah... 040308 ... aspiring ghetto prophet broad and churlish Sardinian face, an omission,,a frission of all the forgotten fakeass things I never said (base drum underscore)and ah watch as i roll and hold the rail and ah (pause)slip knots, so what you got? there's somethin' really bad rottin' in the hold, the ship pitches and rolls..ground giving way, Uhng, S-S-S-S-Shadle, and I'm not able..to - smoothe over the rough and tumbly with my ladle...Ungh - Riiight - Ungh.... 040308 what's it to you? who go blather from