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If I recall correctly, The Young Lions, the movie in which Marlon Brando played a German officer in WWII, was discussed here (maybe a movie thread about Brando) not too long ago. Hope Lange played Montgomery Clift's love interest in that movie. I've seen most of her movies, but no horror for me, Letty.

Well, Raggedy. I didn't see that movie either. That's why I was shocked to see her as an actress.

I do remember The Young Lions, however, PA.

Having been born on Halloween, I used to get into all that horror stuff.

Here's another shocker:

Rock Hall of Fame Announces Inductees 56 minutes ago



NEW YORK - Black Sabbath, Miles Davis and the Sex Pistols are among five musical legends to be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.






The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Foundation will hold its induction ceremony March 13 at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in Manhattan, the organization announced Monday.

Also to be inducted into the class of 2006: 1980s New Wave band Blondie and Southern rockers Lynyrd Skynyrd.

Herb Alpert and Jerry Moss, who founded A&M records in 1962, will receive a lifetime achievement award in the non-performer category.

Inductees into the side-men category will be announced at a later date.

Musicians, industry professionals and journalists vote on the nominations. Artists are eligible to be inducted into the Rock Hall after at least 25 years have passed since their first record was released.

Miles Davis, folks?

More news, folks, of a different kind:




Teen With Peanut Allergy Dies After Kiss 2 hours, 13 minutes ago



SAGUENAY, Quebec - A 15-year-old girl with a peanut allergy died after kissing her boyfriend, who had just eaten a peanut butter snack, hospital officials said Monday.




Christina Desforges died in a Quebec hospital Wednesday after doctors were unable to treat her allergic reaction to the kiss the previous weekend.

Desforges, who lived in Saguenay, about 155 miles north of Quebec City, was almost immediately given a shot of adrenaline, a standard tool for treating the anaphylactic shock brought on by a peanut allergy, officials said.

An autopsy was being performed. Dr. Nina Verreault, an allergist at the Chicoutimi Hospital in Saguenay, declined to comment on the case.

The symptoms of peanut allergy can include hives, plunging blood pressure and swelling of the face and throat, which can block breathing.

Peanut allergies have been rising in recent decades. The reason remains unclear but one study found that baby creams or lotions with peanut oil may cause children to develop allergies later in life.

About 1.5 million Americans are severely allergic to even the smallest trace of peanuts and peanut allergies account for 50 to 100 deaths in the United States each year. Canadian figures were not immediately available.

Not making light of the situation, but this song does seem appropriate:

Kiss:

Calling Dr. Love
G. Simmons
You need my love baby, oh so bad
You're not the only one I've ever had
And if I say I wanna set you free
Don't you know you'll be in misery

They call me (Dr. Love)
They call me Dr. Love (calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of (calling Dr. Love)

And even though I'm full of sin
In the end you'll let me in
You'll let me through, there's nothin' you can do
You need my lovin', don't you know it's true

So if you please get on your knees
There are no bills, there are no fees
Baby, I know what your problem is
The first step of the cure is a kiss

So call me (Dr. Love)
They call me Dr. Love (calling Dr. Love)
I am your doctor of love (calling Dr. Love), ha
They call me (Dr. Love), they call me Dr. Love (calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of (calling Dr. Love)

Ooh, they call me (Dr. Love)
I am the doctor of love (calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of (calling Dr. Love)
Ooh, they Call me (Dr. Love)
I am your doctor of love (calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinking of (calling Dr. Love), yeah
Yeah, they call me (Dr. Love)
They call me Dr. Love (calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of (calling Dr. Love)
Love, love, love, (Dr. Love)
Love, love, love, love, (calling Dr. Love) love Dr. Love
(Calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' (Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' (calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of (calling Dr. Love)
They call me Dr. Love (Dr. Love)
They call me Dr. Love (calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure

Peanut Butter and Jelly

First you take the peanuts
And you crunch 'em,
You crunch 'em
First you take the peanuts
And you crunch 'em,
You crunch 'em

For your peanut, peanut butter
And jelly
Peanut, peanut butter
And jelly

Then you take the grapes
And you squish 'em,
You squish 'em
Then you take the grapes
And you squish 'em,
You squish 'em

For your peanut, peanut butter
And jelly
Peanut, peanut butter
And jelly

Then you take the bread
And you spread it,
You spread it
Then you take the bread
And you spread it,
You spread it

For your peanut, peanut butter
And jelly
Peanut, peanut butter
And jelly

Then you take your sandwich
And you eat it,
You eat it
Then you take your sandwich
And you eat it,
You eat it

'Cause its good, peanut butter
And jelly
Good, peanut butter
And jelly

First you take the peanuts
And you crunch 'em,
Then you take the grapes
And you squish 'em,
Then you take the bread
And you spread it,
Then you take your sandwich
And you eat it

'Cause its good, peanut butter
And jelly
Good, peanut butter
And jelly!

Letty, i could make a horrible joke about that peanut butter story, but i won't.

Well, there's our tico back and tocking right along with a peanut butter and jelly song. Love it Kansas.

Hey, Mr. Turtle. I think I pushed the envelope a bit by playing Kiss, but I understand your resisting the urge to go the dark humor path.

Question of etymology:

From whence cometh the expression "pushing the envelope"?

my guess is something to do with aeronautics.

Well, my goodness, Mr. Turtle. How did you know that, you clever thing?

Need to check it out myself, as I think it had to do with pilots in WWII. Not certain, however.

Hmmmm, listeners. We now have the cuckoo and the turtle and the hawk and the frog and our Walter should be here with that weiner lookin' dog.

But where, listeners, is our navigator?

Here it is:





Pushing the envelope

Meaning: To approach or exceed known performance boundaries.
Example: Your performance at work is not exactly pushing the envelope.
Origin: This expression comes out of the US Air Force test pilot program of the late 1940's.
The envelope refers to a plane's performance capabilities. The limits of the planes ability to fly at speeds and altitudes and under certain stresses define what is known as its performance envelope. It's an "envelope" in the sense that it contains the ranges of the plane's abilities.

"Pushing the envelope" originally meant flying an aircraft at, or even beyond, its known or recommended limits.



A safe bet is that many who pushed the envelope crashed.

The expression was popularized by Tom Wolfe in his book "The right stuff" (1979) and later the movie of the same name.

a similar expression, whose origin i have no inkling of, is "thinking outside the box." i wonder if there's a listener who knows what sort of box the phrase refers to.

You know, Yit, I think that might have to do with divergent thinking as opposed to convergent thinking.

and while we wait for the answer from some of our entomologists. er, make that etymologists, how about a thinking song:








Wilco - Wishful Thinking Lyrics


Fill up your mind with all it can know
Don't forget that your body will let it all go
Fill up your mind with all it can know
What would we be without wishful thinking

Chambers of chains
With red plastic mouths
The inside of outside
No one has found
How to unring the bell
It's just as well

The turntable sizzles
Casting the spells
The pressure devices
Hell in a nutshell
Is any song worth singing
If it doesn't help

Fill up your mind with all it can know
Don't forget that your body will let it all go
Fill up your mind with all it can know
'Cause what would love be without wishful thinking

Open your arms as far as they will go
We take off your dress
An embarrassing poem
Was written when I was alone
In love with you

I shook down those lines
To shine up the streets
I got up off my hands and knees
To thank my lucky stars that you're not me

What would we be without wishful thinking
What would we be without wishful thinking
What would we be without wishful thinking

Feeling like an insect, I have this explanation to offer:

The phrase think outside the box is an allusion to a well-known puzzle where one has to connect nine dots, arranged in a square grid, with four straight lines drawn continuously without pen leaving paper. The only solution to this puzzle is one where some of the lines extend beyond the border of the grid (or box).

Here's a thinking song from Phantom of the Opera.


Think of Me

Andrew Lloyd Webber

(Christine)
Think of me,
Think of me fondly,
When we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while
Please promise me you'll try.

When you find that, once again,
You long to take your heart
Back and be free -
If you ever find a moment,
Spare a thought for me...

We never said our love was evergreen,
Or as unchanging as the sea
But if you can still remember,
Stop and think of me...

Think of all the things
We've shared and seen -
Don't think about the things
Which might have been...

Think of me,
Think of me waking, silent and resigned.
Imagine me, trying too hard
To put you from my mind.

Recall those days,
Look back on all those times,
Think of the things we'll never do -
There will never be a day,
When I won´t think of you...

You're right, Francis. So what kind of insect are you, Paris? A French Fly. I don't like those either. <smile>

but I was correct as well. Do I get to stay in ecole?

Oops, Diane, we missed your think song. I remember that, and also the new movie version, "The Ending of the Music of the Night."

Lovely, whichever.

thanks, francis. i didn't know this. the box puzzle can be seen here:

http://www.sangraal.com/library/outside_the_box.htm

i wasted a few minutes trying to solve it, until i realized that lines are allowed to cross. if anyone can do it with just four lines that don't cross without picking up the pencil, i'd be really impressed.

Well, Yit. I'm not much on geometry either, but I can still draw.

I'm not certain that I can draw you a picture of this but I'll try, listeners.

Nope folks, didn't work, so since I'm persistent I'll try again later.

Ok, all. I am about to give up, on several things.

By request, listeners:


PETER GABRIEL LYRICS

"Don't Give Up"

in this proud land we grew up strong
we were wanted all along
I was taught to fight, taught to win
I never thought I could fail

no fight left or so it seems
I am a man whose dreams have all deserted
I've changed my face, I've changed my name
but no one wants you when you lose

don't give up
'cos you have friends
don't give up
you're not beaten yet
don't give up
I know you can make it good

though I saw it all around
never thought I could be affected
thought that we'd be the last to go
it is so strange the way things turn

drove the night toward my home
the place that I was born, on the lakeside
as daylight broke, I saw the earth
the trees had burned down to the ground

don't give up
you still have us
don't give up
we don't need much of anything
don't give up
'cause somewhere there's a place
where we belong

rest your head
you worry too much
it's going to be alright
when times get rough
you can fall back on us
don't give up
please don't give up

'got to walk out of here
I can't take anymore
going to stand on that bridge
keep my eyes down below
whatever may come
and whatever may go
that river's flowing
that river's flowing

moved on to another town
tried hard to settle down
for every job, so many men
so many men no-one needs

don't give up
'cause you have friends
don't give up
you're not the only one
don't give up
no reason to be ashamed
don't give up
you still have us
don't give up now
we're proud of who you are
don't give up
you know it's never been easy
don't give up
'cause I believe there's the a place
there's a place where we belong

Entomologists really bug me but if you're interested the best book ever written on entomolgy (in my opinion) is by Frenchman J Henri Fabre.

Jean Henri Fabre
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

Jean-Henri Casimir Fabre (December 22, 1823 - October 11, 1915) was a French entomologist and author.

Fabre was an exceptionally bright child, advancing through school at early ages. He had acquired a primary teaching certificate at the young age of 19.

Fabre went on to accomplish many scholarly achievements. He was a teacher, physicist, and botanist. However, he is probably best known for his findings in the field of entomology, the study of insects, and is considered by many to be the father of modern entomology.

He wrote a series of texts on the subject over his life, collectively known as the Souvenirs Entomologiques. Fabre's influence is felt in the later works of fellow naturalist Charles Darwin. Fabre, however, was against the idea of evolution.

Jean-Henri Fabre's last home and office, the "Harmas de Sérignan" in Provence, France, stands today as a museum devoted to his works.

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