Anything you say is worth listening to, McTag, except some of your more obscure musical references.
References and quotes are what one should look for before making wild statements. Obviously it's not what's happening on other threads.
Threads about the most unlikely things abound, don't they. There's one about bras.
Bras is a highly existential subject. Some people goes crazy about that.
That's the trouble. I prefer threads where people remain relatively sane.
sane is not a word i understand. neither does my purple afro'd orangutan shaped friend banana steve.
Steve is obviously a plant. Speaking of which, my bougainvillea seems to have died in the last frost.
frost bitten plants, what a shame. i rebember when i had frost bite after getting stuck in the fridge.
Fridge repair is something I wish I knew something about, because that is a career that nobody can take from you.
You can be assured of having an exciting and lucrative career when you get into the appliance repair arts.
Arts and Crafts, my brother knows a bit about that, Ruskin, Lutyens, and wassname, Morris, all those people who made things and painted things. I find it all a bit much myself, preferring simpler styles, but each to his own I say; there's no accounting for taste after all.
All that William Morris-y sludgy coloured overornate leafiness seems to be making a comeback amongst the young and mindless who don't remember overdosing on it in the seventies. It must be a reaction against the chrome minimalism of the millennium.
Millennium hoopla does not seem to have heralded in a revitalized creative cultural surge. Where are the truly great novelists, composers, artists and playwrights?
Playwrights do seem to be re-hashing the old instead of creating new worthwhile material. Don't you think?
Think is not what I do best. I am more a kind of free spirit, a child of nature; I react in an emotional way to stimuli, and sometimes even when stimuli are not present. :wink:
Presents? There's not time like the presents, I always say!
Say what you like, I think the advent of cable tv, video tapes, and now DVDs, has caused a profound decline in the quality of movies. Grade B and really bad movies once disappeared into oblivion, but now they find new life (and revenues) in these after-release venues, and that eliminates some of the incentive to turn out better films in the first place.
Place me in the category of people who think modern culture is in the crapper. I miss the larger than life movie stars of my youth.
Youth today is a lot wiser than we were, it seems to me. And the ones I know work a lot harder, as well.
Well, well, well, what a controversial point of view. But then you, my dear Clary, were never one for avoiding expression of an opinion on the grounds of unfashionabilityness.
