Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Goodnight Elizabeth becomes A Long December. The winter of our discontent. Lizardbreath...i like that name. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WWWWombat Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 I didn't have an interpretation in the first place. Never listened much to the Counting Crows but those songs seem ok. What does Richard III have to do with any of this? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WWWWombat Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 The soul of wit may become the very body of untruth. However elegant and memorable, brevity can never, in the nature of things, do justice to all the facts of a complex situation. On such a theme one can be brief only by omission and simplification. Omission and simplification help us to understand -- but help us, in many cases, to understand the wrong thing; for our comprehension may be only of the abbreviator's neatly formulated notions, not of the vast, ramifying reality from which these notions have been so arbitrarily abstracted. Aldous Huxley Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 I didn't have an interpretation in the first place. Never listened much to the Counting Crows but those songs seem ok. What does Richard III have to do with any of this? Didn't think I made a reference to Richard III? Did I? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WWWWombat Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 http://www.enotes.com/richard-3-text/act-scene-1 Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now,--instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,-- He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I,--that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;-- Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity: And therefore,--since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days,-- I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days. Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous, By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams, To set my brother Clarence and the king In deadly hate the one against the other: And if King Edward be as true and just As I am subtle, false, and treacherous, This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up,-- About a prophecy which says that G Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. Dive, thoughts, down to my soul:--here Clarence comes. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day Did Leelou die? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kuUgUx2p99E Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 http://www.enotes.co...ext/act-scene-1 Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now,--instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,-- He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I,--that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;-- Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity: And therefore,--since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days,-- I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days. Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous, By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams, To set my brother Clarence and the king In deadly hate the one against the other: And if King Edward be as true and just As I am subtle, false, and treacherous, This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up,-- About a prophecy which says that G Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. Dive, thoughts, down to my soul:--here Clarence comes. I've been to York...father born there...winters harsh...people magnificent. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WWWWombat Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 The soul of wit may become the very body of untruth. However elegant and memorable, brevity can never, in the nature of things, do justice to all the facts of a complex situation. On such a theme one can be brief only by omission and simplification. Omission and simplification help us to understand -- but help us, in many cases, to understand the wrong thing; for our comprehension may be only of the abbreviator's neatly formulated notions, not of the vast, ramifying reality from which these notions have been so arbitrarily abstracted. Aldous Huxley A criticism of a Shakespeare quote from a novel that is named after a line in The Tempest. You really are waxing poetic tonight. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WWWWombat Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Did Leelou die? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kuUgUx2p99E Goodnight, sweet prince. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 A criticism of a Shakespeare quote from a novel that is named after a line in The Tempest. You really are waxing poetic tonight. I am but an old man and have known a great many troubles but most of them never happened...Mark Twain Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Goodnight, sweet prince. I am but an old man and have known a great many troubles but most of them never happened...Mark Twain Not much more to say Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Not much more to say Maybe this... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V63-uQ0RIKk Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=83JpEgLmcmo Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Lacks depth...is what I say...enjoy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AVM Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Lacks depth...is what I say...enjoy Wasn't sure if this was a mafia thread or Jets roster thread at first. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Wasn't sure if this was a mafia thread or Jets roster thread at first. How goes it my old friend AVM? Bet your wishing I had the the old magic 8-ball tonight... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Our furry friend thought he could out-nostalgia the old guy...did my best...but need to hit the sack soon... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WWWWombat Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Our furry friend thought he could out-nostalgia the old guy...did my best...but need to hit the sack soon... Lol <3 I don't actually listen to much music. Jazz is probably my favorite genre but I don't even know too much about that. Saw Grace Kelly at Scullers a few months ago. That was really cool. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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AVM Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 How goes it my old friend AVM? Bet your wishing I had the the old magic 8-ball tonight... This is among the saddest posts I've ever read in these games. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 This is among the saddest posts I've ever read in these games. No need for sad...though I did the use the old 8-ball to help make a decision...hopefully we get lucky...probably not...enjoy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WWWWombat Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 That reminds me. I forgot to do my ritual. Gonna go do it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AVM Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 No need for sad...though I did the use the old 8-ball to help make a decision...hopefully we get lucky...probably not...enjoy. I believe! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Crusher Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Went to a boxing class tonight. Almost puked. Good stuff. You miss RJF too huh? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
slats Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 No need for sad...though I did the use the old 8-ball to help make a decision...hopefully we get lucky...probably not...enjoy. If you protected me, I'm gonna be pissed. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 I'm starting to think more than sports reporters are stealing from the JN threads...go figure. http://www.cnn.com/2013/01/22/living/online-dating-amy-webb/index.html?hpt=hp_bn11 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 If you protected me, I'm gonna be pissed. Dude, Your one of the few on JN I'd actually enjoy a beer with...but I wouldn't do that to you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
slats Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 Dude, Your one of the few on JN I'd actually enjoy a beer with...but I wouldn't do that to you. We'll have to do that sometime. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jetscode1 Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 We'll have to do that sometime. To revive an old conversation...moved on from the Moose Drool...new favorite Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
slats Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 To revive an old conversation...moved on from the Moose Drool...new favorite The image didn't work. This is my favorite holiday beer, one or two left in the fridge... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Crusher Posted January 23, 2013 Share Posted January 23, 2013 The image didn't work. This is my favorite holiday beer, one or two left in the fridge... So you and Jetscode are going to meet up and drink pink beer? When you going to do this St. Faggotstine Day? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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