Oughta be still on IWT-EzBug.

Post #1,022 by CRConrad 7/6/01 4:24:39 PM Reply	Oughta be still on IWT-EzBug. It's from a discussion perhaps a year and a half(?) ago, about physics: How gravity (and/or other effects) near the surface of an infinitely long (but a few light-years will probably do, to fake it) and very thick and very rapidly spinning "rod" would make you travel backwards in time if you did a close fly-by. (Presumably in the correct direction, wrt the direction of spin.) DrooK posted a helpful Google/Iwethey-EzBoard search hint somewhere else here only today. HTH! Christian R. Conrad The Man Who Knows Fucking Everything
Post #1,521 by bconnors 7/11/01 5:43:34 PM Reply	Poetry in (Relative) Motion "There once was a man named Bright Who could travel faster than the speed of light. He left home one day In a relative way And returned the previous Night." Don't remember where or when I learned that. I just have it stuck in my brain. BConnors "We will sell no wine, until you pay for it" - Kelly Geister [I REALLY need a new sig!!!]
Post #1,604 by mhuber 7/12/01 3:08:33 PM Reply	Limerics: the poetic equivalent to computer viruses. That form just hooks into the brain and won't let go. People who can't memorize jack remember a limerick heard once decades later. But like haiku, the form goes beyond rhyme and meter. Proper haiku evokes seasonal nature. Proper limerick is improper. "Obscene limerick" is redundant, although double entendre and indirect language are encouraged, and actualy including the word "fuck" is usualy poor form. Old Time Religion (men only verse) We shall bow down to Venus, We shall bow down to Venus, And she'll grab us by the * elbow. * At this point, the women in the group elbow the men hard in the ribs. White guys in suits know best - Pat McCurdy

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