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-Re: What is your lunar calendar animal? (9) From: "Digital Artistry" deusex@earthlink.net This reminds me of an argument I had with my father once. He insisted I was born in the year of the Snake (1965) but I argued that I was born in the year of the Dragon (1964) because I was born on Janurary 9th, which is before the Chinese New Year. Every book on Chinese astrology has backed me up but he keeps going back to an old placemat from a Chinese restaurant. Question... - -Mike The lunar calendar says that I was born on the Year of the Sheep which
makes me a suitable gardener or beachcomber! I find that somewhat amusing
as it is exactly what I imagine myself being in my old age. HAHA!! Well, seems like to me that Cocks and Snakes would be perfect for gay people! Edward You know there's more to it than just the animal year you're born in. For instance, I was born in the year of the Dragon but more specifically I was born in the year of the Wood Dragon. If I can I'll try to dig up my big ol' book on Chinese astrology and get into details if anyone's interested. I don't remember how the cycles run but there are elements and so forth involved. So for instance, this Year of the Snake isn't the same as the one in 1965. I don't know which one it is though. Gotta find the book. - -Mike Well Mr. jones, you have a choice: either Harley does the operation, or his blind owner. (snip) Hahaha... Given those two options, I think I'd rather have my appendex
burst, thanks anyway. Is it true that if a dog licks a wound, the wound will heal? I
read that in Josephine Baker's book where she said that when she was
beaten, she let her dog lick her wounds "parce qu'il avait de la medecine
dans sa langue."
No, no truth to that what-so-ever actually. That's an old wives tale.
It's been said a million times, erroneously, that a dog's mouth is cleaner
than a human beings. It's not true and never has been. The only truth
of that whole thing is that it's less likely to catch a disease from
an animal because most animal disease are not communicable to humans,
but that's not always the case either. So it's best not to let your
dog go lapping around in a gaping chest wound. I mean, have you ever
noticed that dogs will try to eat their own poop? Dogs don't brush their
teeth or use mouthwash, they'll eat anything, regardless of where it's
been or for that matter, where it currently IS. If a dog liked the way
his food tasted but he vomited it up, chances are he'll try another
go at it again. I have videotape evidence of this too. (Don't ask, long,
strange story).
Ta Ta For Now, Edward wrote: who would like to open up my fortune cookie and examine
my snake? hehe
Mike responds: :) Happy New Year! Bob, have you ever fancied yourself a surgeon or hairdreser? I
believe at this point were testing Harleys skills. Perhaps he might
need more training than is just. I hate to see him doing somebodys hair...
It just doesnt seem right. But you don't have a problem with him doing major surgery? Hahaha...
"Good Morning Mr. Jones, this is Harley, he'll be removing your appendix
today".
Faint...Thud!
- -Mike Well Mr. jones, you have a choice: either Harley does the operation,
or his blind owner. When you've decided which one, please let Harley
know by attaching a braille note to his collar. If you don't know braille,
you'd better learn it quickly: otherwise it will be heads or tails,
provided Harley doesn't swallow the coin!
Is it true that if a dog licks a wound, the wound will heal? I read
that in Josephine Baker's book where she said that when she was beaten,
she let her dog lick her wounds "parce qu'il avait de la medecine dans
sa langue."
Hugs, If you were from New Zealand you would be less quick to point out
your connection with sheep. :-)
Ahhh, New Zealand, where men are men and sheep are scared to death.
:) (J/K)
But did you think for a moment he might like to be one of those sheep
among men? :) Terry here from KC, USA. Ill be in Key west on January 27, staying
until February 8. I am staying at the lighthouse inn, and was hoping
to meet some adult men with substance and charm to spend some time with.
Any of you fellows out there?
I will attach a pic and would welcome yours. IM not into kids, I appreciate
MEN, and welcome adult conversation, dinners out in the evening, shared
sunset, a cocktail or two or eight, sharing our lives, and seeing where
that might lead.. And whatever seems appropriate.
If your going to be in the area at the time, PLEASE send a note, Id
love to get together and chat! Pics are a big plus, what can I say,
IM very visual. Hairy is a bus, reasonably fit mature is a bonus, men
who like oral is a bonus... besides all that, IM flexible, believe it
or not! I just like Dads.
Be well, friends, I look forward to seeing you soon!
Terry in KC PS... Ill be there January 27 through February 8th with my own space
at the Light Khouse IAnybody with suggestions??
Thanks for your help, fellows. A very attractive woman goes up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She
gestures alluringly to the bartender, who comes over immediately.
When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his
face closer to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress his
full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face with both
hands.
"Actually, no" the man replies.
"Can you get him for me?" she asks."I need to speak to him," she says,
running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't", breathes the bartender."Is there anything I
can do?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message" she continues huskily,
popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck
them gently.
"What should I tell him?" the bartender manages to say.
"Tell him", she whispers, "There is no toilet paper or hand soap in
the ladies room." From: "Dave C...." southern_son69@hotmail.com Do what I do-when I find a new wrinkle on my "Silverfox", I give it
a good luck kiss..Always works! Hi Ben Hugs My partner and I decided to celebrate Chinese Lunar New Year yesterday
(Wednesday, January 24) by going to the movies to see a "chop-suey Western"
-- or so we thought.
What happened instead was that we experienced an exhilarating and
magical two hours of races up and down walls, flitting across rooftops,
skimming over water, galloping across sandy plains, and watching masterful
swordplay not on a forest floor, but on the crests of its trees!
We ascended misty mountains as richly textured as Chinese scroll paintings
and rode camelback in desert caravans. We ventured into comfortably
furnished caves and trod respectfully through opulent mansions. We also
witnessed two love tales, one as tender and gentle as spent passion
in moonlight, the other ablaze with the fire of the noonday sun.
In short, we fell under the spell of Ang Lee's cinematic masterpiece,
"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon," a Mandarin-language martial-arts drama
based on a novel by Wang Dulu, peopled with Wuxia knights, a class of
warriors bred to set wrong to right in Confucian times. It was filmed
in China.
The English subtitles are clear and easy to read; otherwise, the film
offers no suggestion of a culture other than one unremittingly and exclusively
Chinese. The "Wuxia Pien" genre of martial-arts films has been around
for decades, like the Samurai movies of Japan, but never with a budget
or impact comparable to this. Premiered in Toronto and New York last
December, it expands to more than 1,000 theatres tomorrow, January 26.
Chow Yun-Fat (of "Anna and the King") appears as a legendary warrior
who possesses a 400-year-old sword called Green Destiny. Deciding to
retire, he gives the sword to his beloved, the martial artist Yu Shu
Lien (Michelle Yeoh) for delivery to a lord who will safeguard it. Someone
steals Green Destiny and suspicion falls on the house of an important
magistrate whose daughter Jen (Zhang Ziyi), a curious, impressionable
beauty, is about to be given away in a loveless marriage.
The film's characters are complex, ultimately earning our sympathy
and our understanding -- even the villainous female assassin, Jade Fox
(Cheng Peipei), a renegade woman warrior without the knightly honor
of men, who has killed the martial-arts master of the maturely handsome
Li Mubai (Chow Yun-Fat), a death the great swordsman seeks to avenge.
This is no ordinary film of the "kung-fu" genre. Yes, the fighting
may be stylized and choreographed (as are nearly all filmed fight sequences
worldwide), yet the actors flit with the consummate grace of butterflies
through daisy chains of movement that may at first seem improbable,
but never ridiculous, and which we quickly come to accept as quite natural
to these charmingly miraculous beings. Action coordinator Yuen Woo-Ping,
whose work with wires in "The Matrix" gave that film some of its best
moments, surpasses himself in enabling the actors to defy gravity in
the aerial ballets of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."
Speaking of butterflies, the most intriguing aspect of the plot --
apart from its reversal of traditional roles in martial-arts films from
men to women -- is the metamorphosis of the young Jen, seemingly destined
for marriage to a man she does not love, from a girl of unformed character
who emerges from the cocoon of her family and takes wing into realms
we neither expect for her nor could even have imagined to exist.
In this maiden, we discover the "hidden dragon" whose "crouching
tiger," a desert bandit named Lo (Chang Chen), waits in the barren wastes
to spring into her life and eventually lead her to what may be one of
the most mysterious and awesomely beautiful endings ever to appear on
film. WOW Ben, thank you for that incredible, well-written and enticing
review. I shall see it as early as possible! Well done! Terry in KC Hey folks, As the Sun reporter noted it most certainly was a political statement,
whether intended or not. " In his book, Confessions of a Window Dresser,
the incomparable and self described 'pansy' Simian Noon, the most fearless
window dresser in the world, and whose windows constantly shocked viewers,
wrote: "Window dressing is, at first glance, so gorgeously useless that
it resists all comparisons with other derided professions."
The reporter ended " Whoever designed the Bay window, good on you.
Its about time."
You see! We are not 'just' window dressing, we are truly and unequivocally
'blessed dressing'. Vancouver is indeed a friendly place.
Just a caveat, I do not believe we can ever take supportive change
for granted. History teaches us otherwise. The creator never promised
every blessing would be a welcome one, just ones we lift up in praise
even when we may have to curse with the same breath.. Such is the fate
of mortal humans with very mortal vision and perspective. Such is the
blessing of the gift of faith.
Guo Nian Hao! Zhun jie kuai le! George F. Ben and everyone, As you may know, as well as having bbq's and days at the beach we
are also a sporting nation. January is our main tennis month and the
grand match is now in full swing. There have been many problems regarding
alcohol at the matches and the organisers have imposed a total ban.
There has, however, been smuggling and the attached photo is the most
common method of sneaking beer into the grounds.
Marshall AS I was reminded while listening to CBC radio today (thank whatever
powers that be for our Canadian neighbors who still believe in civilized
radio) today is Robert Burn's birthday. In honor of this great Scot, I have
attached a photo of another great Scot. Sir Sean.
Dave aka luvhog HI everyone! Dear Sir or Madam, A published press release by the Gay Television Network based in Palm
Springs, California on January 16th was erroneous in reporting that
it has an agreement to offer its channel on EchoStar's DISH Network.
The network was contacted about this error and has apologized for this
mistake.
Sincerely, Marty's submission to the list on Chinese New Year's Eve -- words
of wisdom which were purportedly authored by the Dalai Lama -- reminded
me of other words known to have been offered by the High Priest of Lamaist
Buddhism. When visiting New York a couple of years ago, he was asked
about his religion.
"My religion is simple," he replied. "My religion is kindness."
Were all priesthoods and ministries of every religion vested with
this concept, carried out in action, what a different world this would
be! It was the first day of term and the teacher turned to the first child
in the class.
"And what's your name?"
"Jennifer."
"OK Jennifer. What job does your daddy do?"
"My daddy's a shopkeeper. He sells fruit and vegetables."
"That's good, Jennifer"
Turning to the next child: "What is your name?"
"My name's Mary"
"And what does your daddy do?"
"My daddy's a policeman. He puts villains in jail."
Turning to the next child: "And what's your name, young man?"
"Little Johnny."
"What does your daddy do, Little Johnny?"
Little Johnny bows his head and eventually says: "My daddy's dead."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." says the teacher. "What did he do before
he died?"
"He went blue and shat all over the floor." End of silverfoxesclub-digest V1 #119
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