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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 09:16 am
Well, Jes. Our skycam here in Florida doesn't cover Commonwealth Ave., but I can tell you that my local WISP has bump(er) to bump traffic. Rolling Eyes

We do need someone to give us a traffic report; Any applications?
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Phoenix32890
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 09:17 am
And all you lovely listeners, we have an answer to the pressing problem of the Gallery. Since we won't be able to view the magnificent photography in the near future, I humbly offer a pale replacement.

Although this guy was never as creative as some of our A2K photographers, and never even deigned to become a member of A2K, I offer these pics as a substitute.


http://www.anseladams.com/
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 09:35 am
Ah, Phoenix, the guru of photography. Thank Ansel for making an appearance here at WA2K radio.

and now a brief message from our sponsors:

A2Kmart is offering last minute shopping suggestions:

Give her a lovely auto insurance policy for Xmas. She needs the coverage, and it looks so much better on her than a mink stole.
You will be pleased with her radiant smile as she plows into the car in front of her and waves her proof of insurance in the face of oncoming traffic.
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Piffka
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 10:28 am
WA2K's Astrological Weather Predictions... "It's your way to a better day."

Sagittarius -- You'd better plan on staying up tonight... the skies will be clear and the moon will be late.

Capricorn -- Stay home. You're catching something and, "Baby, it's cold outside."

Aquarius -- Raining. Rain and precip. Luckily, you're pouring it out and it all seems right to you. It's a good day for anything.

Pisces -- Whether or not there is weather, there is always sky. Look up and enjoy the view. Have you considered that weather is Mother Nature's way of being creative? Get creative too and help your mother.

Aries -- Time to stoke up that inner fire. Have you got a warm date planned for tonight? Love is in the air, and it doesn't matter if it snows. You know the song... "Oh the weather outside, it's frightful..."

Taurus -- Dig yourself out of that rut. Plant those bulbs today while you have a chance. Then go play with your friends, you won't even notice that there is weather.

Gemini -- For once, you're not of two minds. Straight ahead towards morning. Remember, it is the weekend.

Cancer -- Huddling with other Crabs, I see you staying under your rock havens. Obviously, you partied hearty last night. The tide is in and it doesn't matter if it's raining. "The tide is high but I'm holding on..."

Leo -- Sunny still, hey? No wonder you're so happy.

Virgo -- You've noticed it's almost winter, right? Go have some fun!

Libra -- Honey, your house is a mess. It doesn't matter if it's raining or sunning. Stay home and clean it up!

Scorpio -- Did your snow come? For those of you who like the weather, go outside and have some fun; for those who don't, stay in bed and have some fun... think "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire..."
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 10:39 am
Piffka, I love your astrological calendars. This scorpio has had most of her sting removed, though.

For those of you who remember the Age of Aquarius, take note of a book called The Deadly Messiah. It is rather prophetic in it's message.

Another history note:

The History of Hanukkah

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Hanukkah, the Festival of Lights, is celebrated for eight days, commencing on the 25th day of the month of Kislev (November/December), to commemorate the victory of the Jews over the Hellenist Syrians in 165 BCE.
Following their victory, the Maccabees, sons of the Priestly Hasmonean family which led the Jews in their revolt against the Syrian overlords, entered the Holy Temple in Jerusalem defiled by the Syrian invaders, cleansed it and dedicated it anew to the service of God. Then, in memory of their victory, the Maccabees celebrated the first Hanukkah. (Hanukkah is the Hebrew term for dedication.)

The Talmud, the body of Jewish oral law, relates how the Judean heroes, led by Judah Maccabee, were making ready to rededicate the Temple and were unable to find enough undefiled oil to light the lamps. However, in one of the Temple chambers, they finally came upon a small cruse of oil which,

under normal circumstances, would have lasted only one evening. Miraculously, this small amount of oil kept the Temple lights burning, not for one night, but for all the eight nights until new oil fit for use in the temple could be obtained. This is the miracle commemorated by the kindling of the Hanukkah lights.
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BumbleBeeBoogie
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 10:51 am
Letty
Letty, I just PMed Edgar re your request for a poetry reading dept. head for occasional swept away folks.

BBB
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BumbleBeeBoogie
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 11:02 am
FICTION BOOK REVIEW: The Baron in the Trees
This 1957 book is one of my all time fiction favorites. For all parents, whose teenagers are driving them nuts, you should consider yourself lucky you were not Cosimo's parents.

"The Baron in the Trees" is one of Calvino's most charming and whimsical stories, but it's also touched with poignancy and sadness, a mixture at which Calvino excelled. Imaginative, captivating and wonderfully human. Fantastic in the sense that all disbelief is suspended in a way rarely sensed since childhood.

In 1767, 12-year-old Baron Cosimo Piavosco di Rondo refuses to eat the snails he's been served at table and, in an Italian snit, takes to the trees. He spends the rest of his considerably long life in the trees -- with an occasional stopover on a roof or ship's mast, but never touching solid ground again -- in protest against his father and his family, then society in general. The delightful and witty tale, related by his younger, goody-goody- well-behaved brother Biagio, covers Cosimo's loves, battles, thievery, and ultimate death -- ever true to his principles.

When the Baron decides to take up his arboreal existence, one cannot help but believe he is making the right decision. The Baron Cosimo doesn't just live in one tree, he travels around from tree to tree, extremely far distances. While this seemed a little bit implausible, keep in mind that Europe was more heavely forested in the 1700s than now.

Calvino fleshes out the Baron into one of the most believable characters in literature. This is an amazing feat considering the farcical lifestyle the Baron decides to adopt. When Cosimo makes his decision to live his life in the tree tops, we don't doubt that he'll do it. He's a perfectly believable character and perfectly drawn, as is his more practical, down-to-earth (literally) brother.

Calvino takes the opportunity to create a world at once steeped in history, philosophy and politics while at the same time illustrating the everyday existence and lives of those around him. Only Calvino could make us believe in and sympathize with a person who lives out his life in the trees. Cosimo studies, endures illness and injury and even conducts love affairs from his arboreal home.

Cosimo's cat skin hat, the exiles in the trees, the Napoleonic troops all brought to life with amazing detail. Memory, love and history all combine and swirl throughout the story. While there is nothing exactly magical or out of this world about this book, it is one of the best examples of magical realism on a par with the tales of Merlin.

The supporting characters are also very well-drawn and very believable. The number of adventures that Cosimo developes from the trees and his relationship with his pet dog, as well as the entertaining side characters are charming. His sister, who makes suppers from absolutely horrifying ingredients. His mother, who embroiders military strategies onto pillows, are only a few. Cosimo's incredible love of the little girl next door and his very different love of a girl he meets when he travels to meet others whom he discovers living in trees, are only some of the charms of this story.

The Baron in the Trees
by Italo Calvino

Read the first chapter:

http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/0156106809/ref=sib_fs_top/103-0308164-6501445?%5Fencoding=UTF8&p=S008&checkSum=C9zv84n%2Bjltv48swpUM9siGisX8p5DiJ%2BUhpjJaHAJo%3D#reader-link

Italo Calvino (1923-1985)

Journalist, short story writer and novelist, experimental writer whose imaginative fabulations made him one of the most important Italian fiction writers of the 20th century. Calvino's career as a writer spanned nearly four decades.

"After forty years of writing fiction, after exploring various roads and making diverse experiments, the time has come for me to look for an overall definition of my work. I would suggest this: my working method has more often than not involved the subtraction of weight. I have tried to remove weight, sometimes from people, sometimes from heavenly bodies, sometimes from cities; above all I have tried to remove weight from the structure of stories and from language." (from Six Memos for the Next Millennium, 1988)

Italo Calvino was born in Santiago de las Vegas, Cuba, of Italian parents. "I will begin by saying that I was born under the sign of Libra," he once said. (Libra is the 7th sign of the zodiak, operative September 24-October 23; the word for book in Italian is libro.) Calvino moved with his family in Italy in his youth and spent his early years in San Remo. Calvino studied at the University of Turin (1941-47) and Royal University in Florence (1943). During the World War II he was drafted into the Young Fascists in 1940, but he left and sought refuge in the Alps. There he joined the Communist Resistance in the Ligurian mountains. From these experiences he drew inspiration for his first stories.

"The sea rose and fell against the rocks of the mole, making the fishing boats sway, and dark-skinned men were filling them with red nets and lobster pots for the evening's fishing. The water was calm, with just a slight continual change of color, blue and black, darker farthest away. I thought of the expanses of water like this, of the infinite grains of soft sand down there at the bottom of the sea where the currents leave white shells washed clean by the waves." (from 'The Argentine Ant' in Adam, One Afternoon, 1949)

After the war Calvino graduated from the University of Turin and worked for the communist periodical L'Unitá in 1945 as a journalist and for Einaudi publishing house from 1948 to 1984. He wrote for various periodicals throughout his life, including L'Unitá, La Nostra Lotta, Il Garibaldino, Voce della Democrazia, Contemporaneo, Cittá Aperta, and La Republica. From 1959 to 1967 he edited with Elio Vittorini the magazine Il Menabó di letteratura. In 1952 he travelled to the Soviet Union and in 1959-60 to the United States. He married Ester Judith Singer in 1964 and in 1967 he moved to Paris, and then to Rome in 1979.

Following in the footsteps of Cesare Pavese, Calvino signed up with the Turin-based publishers Einaudi. Calvino's first novel, Il sentiero dei nidi di ragno (1947) depicted resistance movement, seen through the eyes of a young boy and in Neorealistic manner. The work was noted for its fablelike twists in the narrative. Il visconte dimezzato (1952) marked Calvino's break with the common themes connected with the experience of war. It told the story of a man cut in half by a cannonball during the Turkish-Christian war. The publication of the novel provoked a debate of realism by the Italian Communist party.

In the 1950s published fantastic tales, hovering between allegory and pure fantasy, brought Calvino international acclaim and established his reputation as one of the most important Italian fiction writers of the 20th century. Il visconte dimezzato was followed by Il barone rampante (1957), in which an 18th-century baron's son climbs a tree and ends up spending his life in various treetops. Il cavaliere inesistente (1959) completed the trilogy, which gave precedence to fantasy outside the general neorealistic vein. Behind the playful spinning of tales also can been seen Calvino's questioning about the relationship between the individual conscience and the course of history. In Marcovalco (1963), a collection of fables, Calvino satirized the modern, destructive urban way of living. Marcovalco is a Chaplinisque character, an ordinary working man and a father, who desperately longs for beauty and sinks in his daydreams whenever he can. When everybody leaves the city in August, he enjoys the empty streets. His peace is interrupted by a television group - it wants to interview the only person who is not on holiday.

In the post-1956 period, marked by the events in Hungary which were to cause Calvino to leave the Italian Communist Party, Calvino devoted himself more to journalism than to fiction. When Calvino left the Party he felt deeply distressed and wrote: "Having grown up in times of dictatorship, and being overtaken by total war when of military age, I still have the notion that to live in peace and freedom is a frail kind of good fortune that might be taken away from me in an instant." In one article Calvino asked, "Was I Stalinist Too?"

Calvino visited New York first time in 1959 and came to regard it as "my city". His 'American Diary 1959-60' consisted of letters written to colleagues. Calvino was amazed of the size of the fridges and how ignorant Americans were of Italian writing. In 1964 he went to Paris to strengthen his ties with the latest innovative trends. However, in La nuvola di smog (1965) the author returned for awhile to the social-realistic mode to satirize the industrial society. Le cosmicomiche (1965) set the concepts of evolution against cosmic scales. Through the boasting accounts of Qfwfq, who is as old as the universe, Calvino questions all the basic concepts of scientific theories. Qfwfq changes constantly - it has been a fish, and the last dinosaur. When his dear friend says, "Boys, the noodles I would make for you!", this outburst of general love initiates "at the same moment the concept of space and, properly speaking, space itself, and time, and universal gravitation, and the gravitation universe, making possible billions and billions of suns, and of planets, and fields of wheat..." In Il Castello dei destini incrociati (1973) Calvino found his source of inspiration in two ancient packs of tarot cards. The novel represented a type of open text that allows for a similar variety of possible readings.

"Waiting in line, Mr Palomar contemplates the jars. He tries to find a place in his memories for cassoulet, a rich stew of meats and beans, in which goose-fat is an essential ingredient; but neither his palate's memory nor his cultural memory is of any help to him. And yet the name, the sight, the idea attract him, awaken an immediate fantasy not so much of appetite as of eros: from a mountain of goose-fat a female figure surfaces, smears white over her rosy skin, and he already imagines himself making his way towards her through those thick avalanches, embracing her, sinking with her." (from Mister Palomar, 1983)

Invisible Cities (1972) was a surreal fantasy in which Marco Polo invents dream-cities to amuse Kubla Khan - a city on stilts, a city made of waterpipes, a spiderweb city, a city that cannot be forgotten and so on. Polo's principle as a storyteller is: "Falsehood is never in the words, it is in the things." In Isidore, one of the Cities of Memory, "the foreigner hesitating between two women always encounters a third, and in Zirma one sees "a girl walking with a puma on a leash," and one leaves "Tamara without having discovered it." The Great Khan's labyrinthine empire becomes a metaphor of the universe itself. Calvino won with the book the prestigious Premio Felrinelli Award. Of Calvino's If on a Winter's Night a Traveller (1979), Salman Rushdie declared: "He is writing down what you have always known except that you've never thought of it before."

Le cittá invisibili concist of a conversation between an imaginary Marco Polo and an imaginary Kublai Khan. Marco Polo describes a series of surreal cities in the Khan's domain. Each city is charactericized by a unique quality or concept and they are all named for women. The novel is divided into nine parts. The first and last parts contain five vignettes between the framing narratives. The opening introduces the work as a collection of traveler's tales to which the emperor listens even though he does not necessary believe them. The Khan tries to find significance from Marco Polo's fragmented tales. He is old and weary of power and soon the reader understands that the true story is the ongoing debate between the visionary Marco and the skeptical Kublai - youth against age. The end suggest that the promised land that the Khan seeks is unattainable. The last words are given to Polo, who speaks for what is still hopeful in the reader: although we are in "the inferno of the living" we can accept it and cease to be conscious of it.

In Se una notte d'inverno unviaggiatore ( If on a Winter's Night a Traveller) the story alternates the opening chapters of 10 different novels, and opens with a man discovering that the copy of the novel he has recently purchased is defective, a Polish novel having been bound within its pages. When he returns to the bookshop he meets a young woman, and they find out that their texts are 10 exerpts that parody the genres of conteporary fiction. The book includes instalments of a discourse on the experience of reading. Responsible for the 10 opening chapters might be a literary translator, whose intrigues the fantastical narrative concerns. Calvino seems to consider reading over writing.

Calvino died of cerebral hemorrhage in Siena, on September 19, 1985. His later essays Le lezioni americane were published posthumously. From the collection Under a Jaguar Sun (1991), stories on the five senses, 'sight' and 'touch' were never completed. Calvino works in it around five central qualities of good fiction - lightness, quickness, exactitude, visibility, and multiplicity. In The Uses of Literature (1980) Calvino noted that there should be a time "in adult life devoted to revisiting the most important books of our youth. Even if the books have remained the same (though they do change, in the light of an altered historical perspective), we have most certainly changed, and our encounter will be an entirely new thing."

For further reading: Understanding Italo Calvino by Beno Weiss (1993); Calvino's Fictions by Kathryn Hume (1992); Calvino and the Age of Neorealism by Lucia Re (1990); Calvino Revisited, ed. by Franco Ricci (1989); Introduzione a Calvino by Christina Benussi (1989); Italo Calvino: Introduzione e guida allo studio dell'opera Calviniana, storia e antologia della critica by Giorgia Baroni (1988); Italo Calvino by Albert Howard Carter (1987); Italo Calvino: Writer and Critic by JoAnn Cannon (1981); Calvino: The Writer as Fablemaker by Sara Maria Adler (1979); Invito alla lettura di Italo Calvino by Giuseppe Bonura (1972); Italo Calvino: A Reappraisal and an Appreciation of the Trilogy by J.R. Woodhouse (1968); Calvino by G.P. Bottino (1967) - For further information: - Great Science-Fiction and Fantasy Works - Other masters of allegorical fantasy: Umberto Eco, Vladimir Nabokov, Günter Grass - See also: Magic Realism

Selected bibliography:

Il sentiero dei nidi di ragno, 1947 - The Path to the Nest of Spiders
Ultimo viene il corvo, 1949 - Adam, One Afternoon, and Other Stories
Il visconte dimezzato, 1952 - The Cloven Viscount - suom. Halkaistu varakreivi
Fiable italiane, 1956 - Italian Folktales
Il barone rampante, 1957 - The Baron in the Trees - suom. Paroni puussa, suom. Pentti Saarikoski
Il cavaliere inesistente, 1959 - The Nonexistent Knight - suom. Ritari joka ei ollut olemassa, suom. Pentti Saarikoski
I nostri antenati, 1960 - Our Ancestors
Marcovaldo; ovvero, le stagioni in cittá, 1963 - Marcovaldo; or, The Seasons in the City
La nuvola di smog, 1965 - Smog, published in Difficult Loves; Smog; A Plunge into Real Estate
Le cosmicomiche, 1965 - Cosmicomics - suom. Kosmokomiikkaa
Ti con zero, 1967 - T zero
Le cittá invisibli, 1972 - Invisible cities - suom. Näkymättömät kaupungit
Il castello dei destini incrociati, 1973 - The Castle of Crossed Destines
Se una notte d'inverno un viaggiatore, 1979 - If on a winter's night traveller - suom. Jos talviyönä matkamies
Una pietra sopra: Discorsi di letteratura e societá, 1980 - The Uses of Literature
Palomar, 1983 - Mister Palomar - suom. Herra Palomar
Lezioni americane: Sei proposte per il prossimo millenio, 1988 - Six Memos for the Next Millenium
Perché leggere i classici, 1991
Hermit in Paris: Autobiographical Writings, 2003
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 11:03 am
Thanks, BBB. I would love to hear a book review from you, my friend. Have you read The Deadly Messiah? Scary but believable.

WA2K also has a published poet on this site. I do wish Kelly Vinal would post his latest poem, or with his permission, I could do it for him.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 11:06 am
amazing, BBB. You did it before I could speak. The Baron in the Trees sounds delightful.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 11:29 am
and just where are our correspondents from around the world? Perhaps we're having trouble with our line feed.

Nevertheless, here's an interesting carol from abroad:
The Boar's Head Carol

Melody - Melody - Melody - Melody - first published 1521


"Wynkyn de Worde"
The boar's head in hand bear I
Bedecked with bays and rosemary
I pray you, my masters, be merry
Quot estis in convivio.1)
Caput apri defero,2)
Reddens laudes Domino 3)

The boar's head, as I understand,
Is the rarest dish in all the land,
Which thus bedecked with a gay garland
Servitur cum sinapio. 4)
Caput apri defero,2)
Reddens laudes Domino 3)
Our steward hath provided this
In honour of the King of bliss
Which on this day to be served is
In Reginensi Atrio:5)
Caput apri defero,2)
Reddens laudes Domino 3)

The boar's head, I dare well say,
Anon after the eleventh day,
He takes his leave and goes away,
Exivit tum de patria.6)
Caput apri defero,2)
Reddens laudes Domino 3)




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1) Howsoever many are at the feast
2) I bring the boar's head,
3) Rendering praises to the Lord
4) It is served with mustard.
5) In the Queen's hall
6) He has then left the fatherland
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Piffka
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 11:54 am
<Letty... this is such a great idea! I'm really enjoying your invention.

If only we could have the thread pages be 50 posts long again -- I spend a lot of time waiting to go from page to page.>
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cicerone imposter
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 11:55 am
Ansel Adams has always been my photography guru. He really had the eye of a genius in photography. He understood black and white and all the grays in between like nobody else, and the balance was never in question.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 12:11 pm
You're right, Piffka. It's difficult to monitor as well. I'm always afraid that I will miss someone as I did RealJohnBoy. Since my ISP is slow, and due to the fact that I have a dialup, it's not easy owning a radio station.
Thank God that I have the competent Eva as station manager.

Seriously, this is my attempt to incorporate WA2K listeners from around the world.

C.I. if the world depended on me to keep the photo forum in place, there would be no more snaps or "pitchers." Smile

And now I must take a break to do other stuff.

Back later listeners.
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willow tl
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 12:18 pm
Willow here asking for a position as Mother Love...the smooth jazz & R&B dj...if you can handle another dj
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cicerone imposter
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 12:22 pm
Here's a serenity picture.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v97/imposter222/atlanticsunset440.jpg
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willow tl
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 12:31 pm
Just a sample track ...for an audition Letty...

AIN'T NO SUNSHINE
by: Bill Withers

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she always gone too long anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she's gone
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away

And I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know

Hey I'll leave the young thing alone
But ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness everyday

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away

For all you smooth talkers and lonely lovers...grove with me....
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Eva
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 01:08 pm
farmerman wrote:
Just a note there Lettty. over at Renningers Market tthis afternoon, ttheyre gonna be dropping frozen turkeys from a helicopter as a nice holiday gesture. So if you wanna get a free holiday turkey cmon over to Renningers and stand under the chopper. Santa will be throwing the birds out the side. sounds like a lot of holiday fun

back to you Letty


I believe this is my line. <delivered with deadly seriousness>

"As...God...is...my...witness......I thought turkeys could fly."

Laughing Cool

(One of the top ten funniest lines in the history of television, farmerman. Courtesy of WKRP's Station Manager, aka Gordon Jump. Welcome to the staff!)
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Eva
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 01:18 pm
Seeing as Letty is on a break, I'll handle the hiring duties, willow. You are in luck! We are currently accepting applications for a fill-in DJ to cover Letty (AM) and Ceili (PM) during their breaks and days off. Anybody with the impeccable taste to debut with Bill Withers is most certainly qualified. Welcome to the staff! I'll have our intern, Leilani, send Letty a message to inform her.

Oh wait. Leilani is busy. She's trying to restrain Joe Nation from banging his head into the wall. He's overreacting to Piffka's Astrological Weather forecast again. (The man can't stand astrologers.)

Stop that, Joe! Get ahold of yourself, man! We have a business to run here!
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willow tl
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 01:19 pm
Thanks eva! First job i've had in 2 years!!!!!! Looking forward to filling in the down spots...
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Piffka
 
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Reply Sat 4 Dec, 2004 01:19 pm
Joe doesn't like me?!?

<hurumph>
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