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Nemesis - 25 Apr 2005 07:12 GMT
ALREADY blushes in thy cheek
The bosom-thought which thou must speak;
The bird, how far it haply roam
By cloud or isle, is flying home;
The maiden fears, and fearing runs
Into the charmed snare she shuns;
And every man, in love or pride,
Of his fate is never wide.

Will a woman's fan the ocean smooth?
Or prayers the stony Parcae sooth,
Or coax the thunder from its mark?
Or tapers light the chaos dark?
In spite of Virtue and the Muse,
Nemesis will have her dues,
And all our struggles and our toils
Tighter wind the giant coils.

Ralph Waldo Emerson
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A.Melon - 25 Apr 2005 10:08 GMT
> ALREADY blushes in thy cheek
> The bosom-thought which thou must speak;
[quoted text clipped - 16 lines]
> Ralph Waldo Emerson
> Nemesis

Still Laughing Long and Hard Nemesis, and it took you 90 minutes to find that?

Jeez! How about?

He jests at scars, that never felt a wound.
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Lady Bird is the sun!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady; O! it is my love:
O! that she knew she were.
She speaks, yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, ’tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See! how she leans her cheek upon her hand:
O! that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek.

Slightly adapted from Romeo and Juliet, by William Shakespeare, and I knew
exactly where to find it, like I know exactly where she is right now.

Firebird
Nemesis - 27 Apr 2005 05:34 GMT
>> ALREADY blushes in thy cheek
>> The bosom-thought which thou must speak;
[quoted text clipped - 19 lines]
> Still Laughing Long and Hard Nemesis, and it took you 90 minutes to find
> that?

I would think you were jesting if I didn't know better. Alan, you are ever
the fool.

> Jeez! How about?

Sorry. I snipped the worthless paste.

Sad, you have no redeeming qualities, what you lack in brain power you lack
in man power. I somehow doubt you can handle a lorry very well.

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A.Melon - 25 Apr 2005 12:11 GMT
<snip>

Yaknow there is but one thing I have ever disagreed with my LadyBird on and
that is you.

She says you are Iceman and I am not wholy convinced because Nemesis was a she:

Nemesis
by Micha F. Lindemans

In Greek mythology, Nemesis is the goddess of divine justice and vengeance. Her
anger is directed toward human transgression of the natural, right order of
things and of the arrogance causing it. Nemesis pursues the insolent and the
wicked with inflexible vengeance. Her cult probably originated from Smyrna. She
is regarded as the daughter of Oceanus or Zeus, but according to Hesiod she is
a child of Erebus and Nyx.

She is portrayed as serious looking woman with in her left hand a whip, a rein,
a sword, or a pair of scales. In the Hellenistic period she was portrayed with
a steering wheel. Also called Rhamnusia, from a temple and statue of her in
Rhamnus, a village in the northern part of Attica. The epithet Adrasteia "she
whom none can escape", properly of the those of the Phrygian Cybele, was later
applied to her.

Now there is just one other small thing about divine justice and vengeance.

*We* have *never* done anything improper, unless you consider laughing at
Thomas improper, and I do have a sooper sekret arkive that proves that, which
negates any sh.t about "divine justice", and I also do have my own opinion on
your real identity, which I have fully discussed with her, so any sooper-sekret-
arkives of your own that you may have sent to her, she already knows about in
advance, and all you have done in that case is prove me right, that you are
simply some harriden bent on vengeance, and believe me, she is a very capable
and thorough exponent of the law.

Alan
Nemesis - 27 Apr 2005 05:25 GMT
> <snip>
>
[quoted text clipped - 20 lines]
> epithet Adrasteia "she whom none can escape", properly of the those of the
> Phrygian Cybele, was later applied to her.

WOW! You impress me! You learned how to cut and paste!
There is far more to it that that, like my daughter. So much for your
education, or are you just too old to remember, perhaps it is brain fog?

> Now there is just one other small thing about divine justice and
> vengeance.
[quoted text clipped - 9 lines]
>
> Alan

Alan, dearest Idiot, would you mind getting your facts straight?
Now it is her that has the legal knowledge, not her husband? Then there is
the matter of emails, without knowing who I am there is no way one can use
any email for their "sooper-sekrit" sluething. No wonder you dance for me.

Giggle, "she is a very capable and thorough exponent of the law"?
Brilliant! Giggle
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A.Melon - 25 Apr 2005 12:27 GMT
<snip>

As I said there is but one thing I have ever disagreed with my LadyBird on and
that is you. She says you are Iceman and I am not wholy convinced because
Nemesis was a she, and that is hardly surprising is it, because the US
education system may be good in so many ways but it is woefully lacking in the
areas of Romano-Greek Mythology and classical music or they would have been
more aware of where I obtained the name "Firebird", as we sat in Miss Lynne's
music class listening to Stravinsky, and only last weekend another one who
considers himself educated told me I was named after a car, as he went into a
hissy fit and started swearing at me, and trying to intimidate me.

So who could have had a European upbringing apart from myself and "The Goddess"?

It comes down to a toss-up between a Ukranian and a Jew doesn't it?

And the Ukranian knew about *my* LadyBird from the beginning in Aug 99.

So no Sue, you can *not* date me.

Alan
Nemesis - 27 Apr 2005 05:13 GMT
> <snip>
>
[quoted text clipped - 8 lines]
> after a car, as he went into a hissy fit and started swearing at me, and
> trying to intimidate me.

I wouldn't know. My, you are a little late to the party, had to go an look
up Nemesis? The Firebird? I need to tell you that you need a wee bit more
education about Nemesis you appear to be weak in that area.

You sure do like spilling your guts, is this a cleansing moment for you?

> So who could have had a European upbringing apart from myself and "The
> Goddess"?

There are many here, or there were at one time, I bet you think you are real
special, lol, but you are still the farmer's son.

> It comes down to a toss-up between a Ukranian and a Jew doesn't it?
>
[quoted text clipped - 3 lines]
>
> Alan

Sue? Are you still hung up on her? Try something with a "C" you disgusting
little worm. Maybe you will get it right, maybe not.

Are you still looking for penpals? What was it, two months after your "dear
wife" departed you were looking for "friends" on the net? Oh dear, mustn't
let your stepkids er advisor read this?

You're sick Alan, disgustingly so. Like a Chameleon you would like to blend
in and adapt yourself to whatever woman interests you at the moment. When
that doesn't quite work out you attempt to impress them with your
"knowledge" but that too fails. Every good decent woman can see right
through that facade of yours and see a pile of horse manure that grew up on
grandpa's farm.

Oh, dear me, I must be getting in the mood again.
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George Orwell - 27 Apr 2005 09:35 GMT
> There are many here, or there were at one time, I bet you think you are real
> special, lol, but you are still the farmer's son.

I have never been a farmer's son. My father was an engineer from a family with
a long history in engineering.

> Sue? Are you still hung up on her? Try something with a "C" you disgusting
> little worm. Maybe you will get it right, maybe not.

"C"?   Cow?  Clown?  Concubine?  Clap? Cloud? That word I never use?

Maybe it was memorable for you, but any "C" is just another page in a history
book.

Except, I vaquely remember one "C" whose final email to me said, all in
capitals;

"WHO IS *****?"

which did wake me up to the fact that I do tend to talk about ***** a great
deal, and I do owe that "C" a very big thank you, for waking me up to what I
had been denying for so long.

But that "C" is supposed to be happily married now and not have any internet
access, but then who really knows?

> Are you still looking for penpals? What was it, two months after your "dear
> wife" departed you were looking for "friends" on the net? Oh dear, mustn't
> let your stepkids er advisor read this?

I have *never* had to look for pen-pals anywhere. Let me see now, you must be
stalking that poor guy in Charlton, London again? I notice he has now taken
down all pictures of himself.

And two months after my wife died I was starting TX, and my WBC plumetted and I
was so breathless that I couldn't even climb the stairs of my own home, let
alone engage in any sexual activity, and I was filing for bankruptcy, owing
55000 UKP, and when you go down for an amount like that, the last thing on your
mind is finding pen-pals, and I still have the paperwork to prove it.

> Oh, dear me, I must be getting in the mood again.

Oh let me guess now?

PMS?

I do hear Vitamin B helps with that.

Now who the heck is "C"?

Come on, give us another clue?

Firebird
George Orwell - 27 Apr 2005 10:55 GMT
> I apologise for not being in the mood at the moment, you will have to wait
> along with that disgusting Two Steps.

Bwaaaaa.  Don't tell me that the Professor had *my* "C"s mother?

"C" told me her mother "got around a bit" but to imagine that the Professor
would be spending his time with the *old* *lady* while I was
err...........entertaining the 25 year old daughter.

OMG Nemesis you have just made my day! ROFLMAO

Alan
jen - 28 Apr 2005 02:07 GMT
The Professor is a discerning gentleman, and I believe he prefers
nubile *blondes* anyway.

jen
A.Melon - 28 Apr 2005 08:34 GMT
> The Professor is a discerning gentleman, and I believe he prefers
> nubile *blondes* anyway.
>
> jen

I like brunettes best ;-)

Yaknow I realise that I haven't got a clue what the mother looks like, cos
although my "C" brought three photo-albums with her she had no pics of her Mom.
I assumed the mother had dark brown curly hair but then she could have been
blonde, cos my kids all have my blond hair and not their mothers.

And she did run an establishment that fitted the description of the three bears
from what "C" told me.

Firebird
Professeur Von TwoSteps OA. - 28 Apr 2005 11:40 GMT
From :  "jen" <jen2gone@cs.com>
Message-ID : <1114650451.898820.291250@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com>


>I believe he prefers nubile *blondes* anyway
>
>jen

True, *I* have a natural weakness for nubile blondes

They have this unearthly ability to increase *my* strength speed and stamina
jen - 25 Apr 2005 12:43 GMT
And all this time I would have thought you more the "Here I sat all
broken-hearted..." sort.
A.Melon - 26 Apr 2005 11:28 GMT
> And all this time I would have thought you more the "Here I sat all
> broken-hearted..." sort.

Lady Jen, how wonderful to see you again.

I thought it was
"What becomes of the broken-hearted?
Those who lost and have now departed" ???

Something like that.

And need I say this?

Have *fun* Lady Jen. <wg>

Firebird
jen - 27 Apr 2005 12:12 GMT
You could call it "fun", but even though my hands are tied when it
comes to the aforementioned custody situation, I'm quite busy making
sure that a certain hack will:

a- never practice law again
b- never be insured for malpractice again, as I plan to make him pay,
and pay, and pay.
c- wish he'd never crossed my path.

One or any combination of the above will suffice...for now... but I
won't rest until I draw blood. The wheels have already begun to turn.

Mind you, his fanny still stings from the spanking that I brought him,
courtesy of the Disciplinary Commission.

<eg>
jen
A.Melon - 27 Apr 2005 22:18 GMT
> You could call it "fun", but even though my hands are tied when it
> comes to the aforementioned custody situation, I'm quite busy making
[quoted text clipped - 13 lines]
> <eg>
> jen

<eg> back at ya.

You go girl, and you could always use as a final resort, the DM technique :-)

Alan
Nemesis - 27 Apr 2005 04:53 GMT
> And all this time I would have thought you more the "Here I sat all
> broken-hearted..." sort.

Awwww, how endearing, a broad swipe.
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