HolyMoly

I have no doubt that more regulation is in the future of VOIP. However, when VOIP services become widespread, it will forever end the "local" monopolization of telephone service. It used to be that the local monopoly phone companies could do a song and dance in front of a utilities commissioner for a rate increase and generally get what they asked for. But, when raising one's rates in the face of competition is a factor, such increases would be less likely ... ...unless... (shudder) we allow merger-mania to continue until only a handful of VOIP parent corps exist. That's my biggest worry ... that the Justice Department will sit on their thumbs and allow anti-competitive monopolies to merely "recreate" themselves in another form.

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Bonzo Dog Band

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Respect (Aretha Franklin)

BTW, Music Games International (also known as Kids Music Stage), the people developing the "Music Pirates Game," can be contacted at one of 3 email addresses on THIS WEB PAGE ... in case anyone wants to tell them what a wonderful job they're doing, hehe. ;)

Yup. "It Crawled Into My Hand, Honest" is probably the raunchiest of the lot, hehe. I can't think of a single song they did that received airplay on the radio. Their popularity was spread solely by word-of-mouth. If you want to hear a good anti-Vietnam-War song, download their song "Wide Wide River" (aka "River Of Shit"). Incidentally, when Sanders went solo, he stayed just as raunchy. Download his song, "The Illiad" (with two lowercase "l"s), aka "The Johnny Pissoff Credo." The only album I have by Sanders is "Beer Cans On The Moon." Not as funny as his earlier stuff but nice anyway.

They were not actively seeking a translator but they were actively perpetrating a joke. BTW, the joke was not pulled on the public. They were attempting to pull the joke on (ahem) their boss ... and they succeeded. Reporters merely caught wind of the joke and they took it seriously. In short, there was no active attempt on the hoaxters' part to perpetrate an urban legend on the public. So, it's not an example of urban legendry by design - it's an example of sloppy reporting by error.

Holiday movies? I'm looking forward to seeing "A Christmas Carol" (the 1951 release), "A Christmas Story" (hilarious with Darren McGavin), "Miracle On 34th Street" (the Edmund Gwenn version), and yes ... though it has nothing to do with Christmas ... "The Ten Commandments."

Oops ... now I'm listening to "Here I Go Again" (Whitesnake ... the version from their first album, different and better than the version on their Greatest Hits CD).

"I Cheat The Hangman" (Doobie Brothers)

... but he's mean to animals (notice his sig).

Old Blind Dogs (a Celtic group)

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Don't Crush That Dwarf, Hand Me the Pliers (Firesign Theatre)

Supertramp.

I respectfully disagree with Snopes. I live in Multnomah County and saw the TV reportage of it. Just because something was done "as a joke" doesn't make it any less "done." BTW, I've had prior disagreements with Snopes.com on their definition of what constitutes an "urban legend" ... sometimes to the point that I consider Snopes a disseminator of their own kind of urban legendry on some stories.

Well, this one isn't funny ... but it does make you think about a certain P2P entity that shall remain nameless:

YES! And it's hilarious, hehehe. The Good Sam club is a North American entity ... and, as you can see in the lower right hand corner of the photo, there's an NBC logo ... meaning the ad was broadcast in the USA. The funny part? Hehehe, take a REAL good look at what side of the road that camper is driving on. If he continues to drive on the left side of the road in USA, he won't be "on the road" for long.

Many moons ago, the chief of a native tribe called a boy into his teepee. He told the boy that he'd reached the age of manhood ... that it was time for him to marry a squaw and take his place as an adult brave in the village. Then the chief explained the mechanics of the sex act to him and said, "Go now into the deep forest and find a mighty fallen oak with a knothole. Practice on it until you have learned the great secret of sex." The boy disappeared into the forest as the chief and other braves gathered around a campfire, passed a pipe, and told stories. A few minutes later, they heard a blood-curdling scream from the forest ... and shortly afterward, the boy limped back into the village holding his private parts and moaning in agony. "Have you learned the great secret of sex?" the chief asked as he stood. The boy shook his head and the chief replied, "Then go back into the forest until you have learned it. Otherwise, you'll never be a brave in this village." Reluctantly, the boy staggered and limped back into the forest ... and again, the chief and other braves passed a pipe and told stories by the campfire. A few minutes later, they heard an odd sound ... like wood striking wood. It went away. Then a few minutes later, they heard the sound again ... and again, it went away. So, they continued their storytelling until finally, the boy returned to the village again. The chief stood again. "Have you learned the great secret of sex?" The boy announced confidently, "Yes, chief, I have." "Very well, then," the chief said with satisfaction. "Tomorrow, I will pick a squaw for your wife. You will marry her and take your place as a brave in this village." The next day after the ceremony, the new brave and his wife retired to their conjugal teepee. Immediately, the brave issued her orders. "Squaw take off clothes!" She complied. "Now squaw turn around." She complied. "Now squaw bend over." She complied. Then the brave picked up a big stick from the floor of the teepee and swung it hard, hitting the squaw right in the twat. She ran screaming from the teepee toward the chief's teepee. The chief came out of his teepee to see what the commotion was all about and the squaw jumped into his arms, whispering what had happened to her. The brave approached them both. "Wait right there," the chief demanded. "I thought you told me you learned the great secret of sex!" "I have, chief," replied the brave without hesitation. The skeptical chief raised his eyebrows and asked, "Very well, then. What IS the great secret of sex?" The brave looked around to make certain no one was listening in and whispered, "Before having sex, you must first check ... for bees!"

Hehehe ... I took a printout to work one night and pranked a couple of co-workers. I told them a world-famous wildlife photographer had taken his son to Alaska to teach him his craft. But, when they didn't return home at a pre-specified time, his wife called for a search party. The search party never found either of them or their bodies. But, amid their camp which was torn to pieces, they did find the photographer's camera. When the film inside was developed, these were the last 2 photos taken:

I'm sure the video is downloadable P2P-wise. If you (or anyone else) gets the chance, download it and see if you concur. P.S. On Parrish, I once got checks done by ChecksInTheMail.com depicting Parrish's work, "Daybreak." Unfortunately, they've since discontinued the design. However, I know there are some custom check printers out there and, one of these days (maybe after I move, hehe), will order checks printed with that design again (lightened-up, of course):

I wasn't being critical, really. Enya is a phenomenon in music that rarely comes to the public. I'm not exaggerating when I say that I worship her talent ... as a writer, a musician, and a singer. BTW, I've asked this trivia question before and have never gotten a definitive answer to it. Hopefully, someone knows the answer. The "Caribbean Blue" video weaves into it several images from the artwork of the world-famous American illustrator, Maxfield Parrish. One of those scenes comes from his work, "Chocolate," showing two bakers standing by a pillared archway. In the video, as the boy walks up the steps to the archway and finally reaches the top, one of the bakers bows to the boy. I'd SWEAR that the actor playing that baker is Paul Hogan (aka Crocodile Dundee) ... yet the video gives no credits as to the actors in it ... nor have I ever seen a "cast list" for that video (or any of her other videos). Could Paul Hogan be a closet Enya fan and did a cameo in that video? Inquiring minds want to know (grin). P.S. Frame capture from the video is below. Is that Paul Hogan or what?

My only thought now on the Stones is if their hearts are still behind their music ... or if, now, they're only staying together for the money. I think it's the latter. I saw a TV special on drummer, Charlie Watts, where he spoke rather disparigingly about the Stones ... preferring to spend his time playing in small more personal settings. And Watts doesn't really like rock music all that much, preferring jazz. His current project, Charlie Watts & The Tentet, are under a recording contract and currently playing whenever and wherever they can when he's not under obligations to the Stones. And according to the TV special, his jazz ventures make him very little money but give him exceeding pleasure.

Well, if your area code is one of these: 213, 310, 323, 408, 415, 510, 530, 562, 619, 626, 650, 661, 707, 714, 760, 805. 818, 831, 858, 909, 916, 925, or 949 ... Vonage is already in your area.