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Before addressing the A2K IPv6 Appreciation Society on hot sauna etiquette the obstropolous TA Yagain remarked.....

That just goes to show there's No Place Like 127.0.0.1

Or you could just:
SELECT * FROM users WHERE clue > 0; 0 rows returned

C'est la vie.

Clearly, the most shocking revelation about ipv6 is that jespah pays attention to such things!

Dammit, I was found out. In my defense, it was a news story on Dice.

Entering the cardiac arrest ward after suffering a mild tremor upon hearing of Jespah's contrite confession to being a Dice magazine reader - although an official tie-up with A2K has not been formally announced - TR Yagain managed to utter...

Holy Moly! I so remember the Release Party - Austin 2009 what with all those biker chicks an all.

The guys at Dice check in with a whole bunch of lovelies to give away at the greasebag. Shirts, hats, stickers and other fashionable accoutrements. -
Hopefully the whispers of a Boston issue release party will come true soon.

'In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Jes let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
And strap your hands across my engine...'

Thank you Bruce, my sentiments eggsacklay.

Florence Nightingale to the rescue ! Mild heart tremor translated to "skipping
a beat" once in a while.....nothing unusual folks, nothing unusual..

Perhaps you might enjoy the real lyrics to "Born to Run"


"In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while were young
`cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run.
Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
And strap your hands across my engines

Together we could break this trap
Well run till we drop, baby well never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire
`cause baby Im just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know if love is wild, girl I want to know if love is real

Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss

The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybodys out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide
Together wendy well live with the sadness
Ill love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when were gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go and well walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run."

lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bruce+springsteen/#share

Good golly miss Molly, sure like to bawl,
When you're rockin' and a rollin', can't hear sweet Jane call.

From the early early mornin' to the early early night,
When I caught Ragman at the house of blue lights,
Alphabetical correctness was nowhere in sight!

It is to be hoped that his infraction will be viewed with leniency but:

DON'T LET ME BE MISUNDERSTOOD
Ragman, do you understand me now
Sometimes I feel a little mad
Well don't you know that no-one alive
Can always be an angel
When things go wrong I seem to be bad

I'm just a soul who's intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Ragman, sometimes I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
And sometimes it seems that
All I have to do is worry
And then you're bound to see my other side

I'm just a soul who's intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy, I want you to know
That I never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems and I get my share
And that's one thing I never mean to do...

STOP - Cut, that's a wrap! I ain't going to the next line - No way man, no freeking way!


Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood...

Holy cow, as the animals would say.

Interestingly, 'Lad: A Dog' is a 1919 American novel written by Albert Payson Terhune and published by E. P. Dutton. Composed of twelve short stories first published in magazines, the novel is loosely based on the life of Terhune's real-life rough collie, Lad.

Born in 1902, the real-life Lad was an unregistered collie of unknown lineage originally owned by Terhune's father. Lad's death at the age of 18 was mourned by many of the story's fans, particularly children.

Through the stories of Lad's adventures, Terhune expresses his views on parenting, obtaining perfect obedience without force, and the nature and rights of the "well-bred".

After a slow start, the novel became a best seller in the adult fiction and children's fiction markets, selling over one million copies. It is Terhune's best-selling work and regarded as the one that propelled him to fame.

Holy cow, that sounds like Lassie!

Journalist and writer Terhune loved dogs, just as we all do. There is no better friend known to man/woman than their loyal four-legged friends. We never get tired of hearing their stories, no matter if they're Lassie, Old Yeller, Toto, Benji, Snoopy, or Scooby Do. We love them all.

Keep this info coming - Terhune is often a crossword clue.

PS Are velvet rims a euphemism for something else?

Like with most of Springsteens songs, he's trying to get the hell out of New Jersey - velvet rim must be an Asbury Park thing....

Mysteriously in a move widely anticipated by A2K watchers it would appear that the secret recipe for Jespah's chicken soup recently leaked onto the internet has been wiped up.

In extraordinary scenes reminiscent of the riots in Egypt, TR Yagain sought to deflect blame for The Doh! Vinci Code onto Wandle.

It would appear that at a special Plan- Itinerary meeting the A2K Inquisition gave consideration to the first post of ezyGill42 who is believed to be a mill worker from Homestead, Pennsylvania who wrote:

Hi, i am planning to get a new tattoo soon and was looking to get a quote, either:
"The greater danger for most of us lies not in setting our aim too high and falling short; but in setting our aim too low, and achieving our mark"
or
"A man with ambition is capable of anything"
if someone could provide the true latin translation to these i would be most grateful as i do not trust the online translators.
thankyou!

This most genial communication received the following reply from an as yet unidentified source:

Hi, you are so right not to trust online Latin translators, although I am not a professional Latin expert, I would suggest the translation for your latter request is:

Homi nis eyew antto sxuup

Although if you do not possess a very liberal sense of humor I would suggest you obtain a second opinion.


Despite the closest scrutiny from A2K Latin experts the ancient text -
' Homi nis eyew antto sxuup ' Defied translation.

It was only after due diligence that a member from Chicago came up with a cipher...

'Hominis (Man,) eye (I) w ant (Want) to sx (Sex) u (You) up'

It is not known where the unfortunate tattoo was placed, but as always; habetis bona deum.

Needless to say, whoever will see that tattoo wherever it may be placed,
will have a nice day anyway.

Oh my, now I'm really intrigued, do you have a tattoo CJ?

Please Dutchy, I couldn't stand the pain. No tattoos for this German sissy

Queues formed round the block following the call for volunteers to search for Calamity-Jane's secret tattoo now exceeds those lost at the battle of Bunker Hill.

There was a ripple of excitement felt by the few hardy souls who braved the storm to get to work as the first poem was received for the A2K Centennial Grommy Literary Awards.

There's a squirrel in my pottage!
Scribe unknown.
Here is a translation of the original French Norman lyrics:

It was a dark and stormy winters night
cold as hell with no star in sight.
Spring ain't sprung
and the grass ain't rizz.
Wet birds don't fly at night
Don't know why; just the way it izz.

It would appear a foregone conclusion that such prowess will never be surpassed.

RABBIT!


Once upon a time, long, long ago, an infant rabbit was orphaned. Fortunately though, a family of Chi-toon squirrrrrrrrrrls took it in and raised it as if it were one of their own. This led to some strange behaviours on the part of the rabbit, including a tendency for it to avoid jumping, but instead to run around like the other squirrrrrrrrrrrrls. One day the rabbit was really feeling sad, so it went to its step-parents to discuss the problem. After explaining to them how it felt different from its step-siblings, they gave him a big hug and said, “Don’t scurry, be hoppy.”

"Chinese Year" 4709, 4708, or 4648 - 3rd February 2011 - Chinese New Year - often called Chinese Lunar New Year although it actually is 'Looney soul ahhhhhhhh'! Iz too!!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_calendar


Year of the Wabbit





hare today, then gawn tumurra




rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit

you got a beautiful chin,
you got beautiful skin,
you got a beutiful face,
you got taste,
you got beautiful eyes,
you got beautiful thighs,
you got a lot whout a doubt,
but I think bout blowin you out,

coz you wont stop talkin,
why dont you give it a rest?,
you got more rabbit than sainsburys,
it's time you got it off your chest,
now you is just the kinda girl to break my heart in two,
I knew right off when I first clapped my eyes on you,
but how was I to know you'd bend my earholes too?,
with your incessant talking,
you're becoming a pest,

rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit

now you're a wonderful girl,
you got a wonderful smell,
you got wonderful arms,
you got charm,
you got wonderful hair,
we make a wonderful pair,
now I dont mind 'avin a chat,
but you have to keep givin it that,

no, you wont stop talkin,
why dont you give it a rest?,
you got more rabbit than sainsburys,
its time you got it off your chest,

now you is just the kinda girl to break my heart in two,
i knew right off when I first clapped my eyes on you,
but how was I to know you'd bend my earholes too,
with your incessant talkin,
your becoming a pest,

rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit
yup yup rabbit yup yup yup rabbit rabbit bunny jabber yup rabbit bunny yup yup yup rabbit bunny jabber yup yup yup rabbit bunny jabber yup yup bunny jabber rabbit

Since Annie was born in the last rabbit year (1999), this new year is a special year for her.