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re: we all remember to use tinyurl or other url shrinker or our links shall break:  R_Reid_Welch  29 Jan 10 4:54PM Thread Closed

Were this a more modern board layout, then we'd have buttons to push to make bold or underscored or heart-icons and all that jazz.

But, the PC platform is historic: when it was invented (and co-invented by our Donny), there was practically no other internet message board format, not at all!

We made do with "mailing lists"; you had to write an email, send it to "levnet" (our theremin group, for instance), and a short while later, in minutes, might come a parcel or a piece, of reply/replies, that all "levnet" members could read.
It was, practically, text-only; much like PC today.   PC cannot be "changed" too much, or its essence, which is as historic as, say, the first printing press, would be destroyed.

I do hope that if and when Donny returns, he will tweak a few parts of the software code, but not change this place out for a Phbbandjelly type of forum board (I like to make word joke, you know, all?)

Next up, a message for mandolyn, in audio.  Am not bored, but, my little finger is swollen, and it does hurt to type.

Some here cannot touch type.  They must "hunt and peck";
my mate is like that.  Typing, for him, is an onerous chore.

Point: for those who can type with speed and grace: type!
But for all of us, we now have AUDIO capacity too!

We can speak our posts out, and write them, or do both.
SOME people here are nearly blind. Others are deaf.
Between these two MEANS of communication: print and voice or voice and face,

all of us can be "in" on the live action.

Am a thought leader, only.

I mean no harm to anyone, not really.
But I KILL people because I'm like a chatterbox,
not like this, which is what I made, my video, and it is to sooth
all of us here who feel...anxiety, ever.  Play "me"?

TEN TUNES FOR YOU AND YOURS, recorded, preserved wholly by r.w.:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlSdSfKWe7o

...and I am no lamb of any lord and no lemming near a brink.
...can only think and write and talk of life whilst there is yet time.

It is a new day to-day.  We can conjoin, from all over the world!

Dance again?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlSdSfKWe7o

r.

re: we all remember to use tinyurl or other url shrinker or our links shall break:  mandolyn  29 Jan 10 5:53PM Thread Closed

WOW REID! you are a busy one in your garage...now what WILL you do with that attic space?!!?
Ok so that last link was very cool-- what is that machine called? I love those machines.
The "Dance again" link
And that url you gave about recording messages- HA!
Ok I giggled.
Who woulda thunk!?

I drink caffeine- and I cannot talk at 1/3 of the pace you speak at. Ok wait, maybe 1/3. Was that really you talking on that video of you in your garage?
Surely you jest...

re:iding and commenting. Whimsel speaks in this posting  R_Reid_Welch  29 Jan 10 7:10PM Thread Closed

> WOW REID! you are a busy one in your garage...now what WILL you do
> with that attic space?!!?
It's not a walking-height attic.  It's just full of junk too much trouble to throw out.
There's nothing there but boxes of old papers and leftovers of other lives.


> Ok so that last link was very cool--
This one? (jk!)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AHuv_IKAFdM

>what is that machine called?
I call it Windows Movie Maker, effects, "double speed",
for the Alvin the Reidmunk sound. No Redbull needed....only bull!

> I love those machines.
That was our last music box, now sold.  It is a common type of box,
but rare to find one in mint condition.  And I am lucky to know acoustics,
and how to record that box to make it sound just about as it does in life:
big and bold, tender and sweet.  It's gone now, via ebay.  Someone got a bargain.

> The "Dance again" link.
Here is the world's first amplified (no electricity) phongraph, powered-up
for POW sound, 1905.  It too, is sold now, to pay our bills:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F9PYd_29PhU
Here the "squonk" sound as it starts? That's mechanical "stiction", the principle
by which it works.  The thing is really loud!  I love to show and share.
This is the only BC in the world still in first-rate operating condition, btw.

> And that url you gave about recording messages- HA!
> Ok I giggled.
> Who woulda thunk!?

WHIMSEL...my old time friend, he would say again and again:

Here is a new reading of my alter ego,
http://tinyurl.com/yb229pv
via photobucket,  set for lo-fidelity, mono sound...
my voice is not so great today...stuffy nose and the audio is poor...

...nevertheless, dial-up victims should be able to hear the story.

=Poetry is an ORAL tradition, foremost, imo.=

print version, to go with the recitation above:

Whimsel
affirms to children
the value of good cheer

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I

Whimsel Browsel, the philosopher—
you've likely never heard of him.

Relatively figs—to Newton

he was Light
and loved Impossible.

II

Late one lack of starry night
Whimsel rolled about

in one of his fate's shorter sleeps.
Whimsel's—appetite for light

woke up Whimsel—gnawing
—jawing him to state aloud

"I'm famished for a snack of light."

III

So—Whimsel Browsel
(wrapped in a towsel)

shumbled to his humble kitchen
where there stood

a cupboard—
is it yet clear this story dates
near as old as Mother Hubbard?

IV

In the cupboard Brousel bared:
"Whyyy, not a speck of light's left here."

Whereupon, our Whimsel Browsel
laid his towel in the cupboard

and waxed a candle on it there.
"I'll restore my stock of light
by Natural Re-genesis."

V

(hear the children of today
shouting, warning:

Beware, Whimsel, oh, oh, noooo!

~~~~~~~

We're so sorry—
—Whimsel Browsel cannot hear

—he was deaf you see—besides
—this was all so long ago

a cuckoo clock could never count
nor cuckoo Whimsel ears.

VI

Return there now, now with our Whimsel—
he has glided back to Nodders' Zzzzz.

Thank goodness for inventions—his
nose alarm has  just  set  off

VII

Ka-choo! Ka-Koff!
rewakes our Whimsel
whooping, whalping:
"Oh my stars! The house! On fire!"


VIII

Recall, please, our Whimsel Brousel
lived on loosened light?

This was to be, and how it was
one very well-fed night.

Not to worry, not a whit—
Whimsel Brousel healed just fine

and later could be found a'snooze
in our stumped alder's living-time

lying on a bed, right here,
of towels, given him by—

children—Whimsel is a well-liked man.

IX

"Joy! My new cupboard's never bare.
All the world is in it here above and near

my stars—the days—all lights
delight for me—that I may live for Ever now

to remind the young, as real as Life
no-one should be hungered in the Light."


X

fin?


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> Surely you jest...

A: only on Twensdays.

fond best,r.

"The World is So Full of a Number of Things, I'm Sure We Should All Be As Happy as....  R_Reid_Welch  31 Jan 10 3:10PM Thread Closed

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