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- Date: Thu, 21 Jan 1993 10:00:00 -06
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- From: Dana Rollins <ROLLIDE@AUDUCADM.DUC.AUBURN.EDU>
- Subject: DEEP IN THE WHITE SHED
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- IT'S THE MR. BILL SHOW!
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- Anyone catch Tipper Gore on tv shaking booty to "You Can Call Me, Al"?
- A truly vicious assault on the unsuspecting optic fiber first thing in
- the morning. My senses are still reeling... Albert accompanied his
- Pristine chanteuse in a capering gambolic jig that at once personified
- both, a quasi-miraculous thaumaturgical Vision of rhapsodic abandon and
- the undeniable - almost spectral, if you will - apparition of Clark
- Kent dancing the Watusi. It is a moment indelibly etched in acid and
- it will remain with me forever, no doubt, to be passed down to my
- descendants.
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- Of course, not to be outdone, President Bill ("Oh Noooooooooooooooo")
- got down and funky, too, whipping out that mighty axe to chop down a
- few musical rainforests. I heard him hit a pretty good MOR riff in
- "Your Mama Don't Dance (And Your Daddy Don't Rock & Roll)", though.
- It wasn't all that bad. You must admit, it's a prettier picture than
- Bush with that comb and tissue paper, humming the more emotional nasal
- passages of "Home On The Range"...
-
- And what OF our belated Chief Executive?
-
- In what shall be eternally treasured as a touching testament to the
- Common Good inherent in us all, Poor George, ever apodeictic in his
- humility and altruism, was seen to shed a grateful tear as Habitat For
- Humanity threw themselves, literally, into the task of building his
- family's new home. I tell you, I won't soon forget the wondrous
- spectacle of also-former President Jimmy Carter, displaying the
- familiar trademark toothy grin (this time around a mouthful of nails)
- as his hammer flashed in the noonday sun. It was a moving experience,
- Dear Friends, and as the Burnham Van Lines truck began to back onto the
- wet cement of a Brand New Day, I thought of yet another time when the
- sun seemed to shine that brightly in the heavens...
-
- It was the day that I first saw those wonderful words appear on my old
- green monitor screen: "Hello. This is Fnord-L. How may we help you?"
-
- I have to go now. I'm getting my stigmata.
-
- You've Been A Wonderful Audient,
- Thank You And Good Night,
-
- The Late Reverend Felonious J. Cubensis
- American
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