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Word Games: Live trivia at various times and places throughout the week. #International: We hope to bring together folks from all nations and languages .. come join us for chat, good friends, and if you can volunteer to translate, all the better. Even a smattering of another language is welcome! DISCLAIMER - Web sites shown or linked here may contain executable files or programs. Be advised that StarLink-IRC has no knowledge of the suitability or effects these may have on your system. We advise everyone to make a carefully informed decision prior to running any new software. As this is our lengthiest newsletter ever (a big fat THANK YOU to all our contributors!!), Thanks so much to each of you who contribute to this newsletter. I truly think it's part of what makes this network special. Last month's was probably the shortest newsletter we've ever had. I had to scrounge around to find things to fill in the blanks. This month's is, hands down, the longest newsletter we've ever had. How cool is that?! Take your time to read this one at your leisure. There's some great stuff in here! And BEST of all? Your humble editor is NOT in the Follies this month! *applause* Please feel free to send in things you'd like to share with our community of chatters. We welcome your input. Are you an avid reader? Would you like to write a book review column for our newsletter? Maybe you have another idea for a monthly column. Please submit your ideas! A letter to the newsletter -- I wasn't really sure where to put this as it is specifically submitted as NOT from any particular IRC playground, but we've all met and endured "obnoxious people," and I felt the message expressed by El Kabong was worth passing on. So I'm giving this submission its very own spot. This network was founded on a pretty simple premise 1) Don't offend. 2) Don't be easily offended. We have such a sweet network that I think this simplicity works!! Thanks for your opinions, El Kabong! They have not been edited in any way. Just an obversation on my part, please take for what it's worth Obnoxious people. We all know em. I've even been counted among em once or twice. Part of life is dealing with such people. You, like I, may have even had the misfortune to work for these people in your vocation. As I said, it's just part of the deal. Having said that, however, there's another flavor of these folks we come across all too regularly. Those people who are really nothing special and know it, but have a specific and unique sphere of influence, and use that influence to lord their might over us as a shield against their vast sea of personal problems and petty insecurities. Now then, what the hell am I talking about? All of us who participate in the hobby of IRC chat have encountered operators, channel owners and network administrators (IRCops) who have treated people in arbitrary and spiteful ways without any justification that any of us can manage to puzzle out. These ways may include banning, GLINE, KLINE, or just simple harrassment of users that most of us reard as friendly, respectable, IRCitizens. In general, if one behaves him/herself, they can expect to be left alone and treated with at least a modicum of respect. For some, however, that doesn't work. There are some people, almost never paid, and frequently not wanted, who have to put their foot upon the neck of anyone who should happen to get crossways with them. Now, this is a 2 edged sword. As I said, these folks do NOT get paid, and they put up with a fair amount of crap from a bunch of folks, of this I have no doubt, and we should appreciate those who work to weed out the truly antisocial and even dangerous elements among the IRC community. Having said that, there are still a few people in such positions of authority who find it necessary to impose their wills and/or thier standards upon the rest of us. It's not enough that we all play nice together, those people have to choose the game we play. Now, for the vast majority of you administrators, Ops, and channel owners for whom this does not apply, just please have a grin and dismiss this as a rant. Some of you, however, need to treat it like a full-length mirror and take a long hard look at yourself. Do you get cranky with your personal life and then carry it online where you treat users with spite and arbitrary malice? Do you take every opportunity to force the rest of us to talk about what you want to hear and nothing else? Are you so insecure in your position in IRC or in life that you must bully others around you who are engaged in a hobby passtime? For a few of you, the answer is clearly "YES", and, if you came up with another answer, you're kidding yourself. I figure that writing this piece will gain me a big ol' bullseye across my backside for some of these people, but I was chatting on IRC before most of them were, and I'll be here long after they're gone. I know that there's a good chance that this article will be edited or just outright deleted. Censorship is the tool of such small minds. If you're one of those people who are right now starting to boil and wanting to find out my user info so you can try to cause me problems in my pursuit of this hobby, I suggest that you may need to seek professional help, there's something important missing in your life, like maybe a soul. And finally, if you're one of those pathetric losers who actually act on this by retribution, you don't need help, you need a life. This is tending to run long, and i don't want to wqrite a piece that's "too long and of no interest to anybody", so I'll wrap it up. Keep some perspective, folks, this is for fun, and none of us are here just for the sheer charm of your overbearing presence. To those of you to whom I am not writing, you know it. You also know who I'm talking about. And, If I AM writing this about you, you know it for damn sure. Lighten up, lose your stuffed shirt and have some fun, the rest of us are trying to despite you... This rant is purely personal opinion, and in no way reflects the views of any specific chat room, any operators, owners or any other users, at least not that you know about. Now, at this point, I am tempted to tell those who should take this message to heart what I think about them kissing something big, hairy, white and Irish, but I will take the high road and give that a pass. For the rest of you, let's enjoy our hobby and try not to let the occasional jackass ruin our fun. Happy chatting, and I look forward to seeing you all online. |
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October's gemstone is Opal, the symbol of Mystery, flower is the Amaryllis November's gemstone is Topaz, the symbol of Truth, flower is the Chrysanthemum EVENTS Oct 07 Happy Anniversary to Bear of
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Oct 11 Happy Thanksgiving CANADA! Oct 27 TOTAL LUNAR ECLIPSE, LATE AFTERNOON OR EVENING ***** Oct 29 HALLOWEEN Scavenger Hunt in #TownHall 9pm EST / 6pm EST Oct 30 TOOSHY'S Halloween Treats Color Show in #TownHall 930pm EST / 630 PST Oct 31 SET CLOCKS BACK ONE HOUR Nov 02 ELECTION DAY, America!! Nov 11 Happy Veterans' Day to all our Veterans! THANK YOU!!! Nov 22 Happy Anniversary to IRC Op Wullie and the lovely Mrs. Wullie Nov 25 Happy Thanksgiving USA
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Scavenger Hunt!!! A Halloween scavenger hunt will be held on Friday, Oct. 29th starting in #Townhall at 6pm PST / 9pm EST. Join in on the fun and see if you can solve all the clues to get to the end and get your name in lights on the StarLink-IRC webpage! Halloween Color Show! TooShy's Halloween Treats Color Show will be on Saturday, Oct 30th at 630pm PST / 930pm EST in #Townhall. Come on out and see this GREAT show and tell all your friends to join us! You can get the hallo03-sounds.zip from www.starlink-irc.org/holiday/halloween/index.html Download the sounds early so the show can get started on time. Congratulations to Makk on becoming an IRCop on Sept 26th! Thanks for your Time A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door. It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him. Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days. "Jack, did you hear me?" "Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said. "Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him. "I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said. "You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said. "He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said. As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away. The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly. "What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked. "The box is gone," he said. "What box? " Mom asked. "There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said. It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it. "Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom." It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read. Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. "Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved "Jack, Thanks for your time! Harold Belser." "The thing he valued most...was...my time." Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked. "I need some time to spend with my son," he said. "Oh, by the way, Janet...thanks for your time!" "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away." - Unknown Thanks to everyone for making StarLink-IRC the wonderful cybertown that it is! As some of you might know, there are other nets out there with the word 'starlink' in them. When telling your friends about what net you chat on -- PLEASE make sure you say StarLink-IRC.Org. And don't forget There is a quicklist at http://www.starlink-irc.org/serverlist.html |
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In
an attempt to get more of our chatters involved in our newsletter and
to make it more interesting, we are adding several new columns.
The recipe column has been very popular! I hear tell there is a
movie critic's corner starting soon. That's exciting!! I'd
love to see a gardening column if that's an area of expertice for any
of you. Maybe even a book review column would be nice?
Please get together with me if you have other ideas or if you're
willing to do a column!
and Witches that will soon be knocking on our doors. Thank you to crumbl from #40something and other places around the net for the following recipes. Next month is Thanksgiving so how about some family favorites that you cook. Thanks to all that send in recipes when they are needed. If you don't see yours this month make sure to check next month. Until next time don't for get to lets keep cookingonthewildside. wildchild
Reserved for those who have questions which can benefit from answers with a fresh perspective!
"Shall We Dance" is filled with characters with character, very little cussing, and lots of cool dancing. If you liked "Dance with Me" then you'll like this one. It was originally to be filmed in Toronto, but had to be moved to Winnipeg due to the SARS scare. The official site for the movie is http://www.miramax.com/shallwedance/ if you want to check it out before viewing. WARNING, though, that site tells way too much of the plot, in my opinion. Great movie, and one to be recommended highly!
"Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell" by Susanna Clarke Published September 2004 (hardcover) List $27.95 --- Amazon Price $16.77 Used listed from $14.59(Audio edition available for $59.95) Generally, I hesitate to attempt reviewing a book that is almost 800 pages, especially a novel, a first book by an author and added to that, an English fantasy tale. However, this one fell into my hands from a friend who thought I had to have it so the natural course of events took over. A book in my hand turns into time spent reading. The year is 1806. A society of magicians in York, England meets each month. They aren’t really magicians, (they can’t make real magic), but they study the practice and its history. John Segundus joins the society and throws the group into great thought and discussion with his question, “Why is magic no longer practiced in England?” One member, Honeyfoot, becomes obsessed with the question and joins Segundus in visiting a real magician named Norrell, who is a stranger to this group. Segundus and Honeyfoot cannot, or will not, enlighten the group as to the details of their mysterious experience full of unusual happenings during their visit to Norrell but they firmly report one thing Mr. Norrell can actually PRACTICE magic. Some members of this prestigious academic group of magicians challenge Mr. Norrell to either prove he is a real magician who practices real magic or he must never again call himself a magician. In return, he bargains, they must do the same. All the academic magicians sign the agreement except Segundus. When Mr. Norrell, (from the comfort of his own home), causes all the statues in the cathedral to come alive, he and Segundus become the only magicians left in Yorkshire. Mr. Norrell is a recluse, socially lacking and insecure in the company of anyone. He does love English old magic and hopes to restore its use. He moves to London, the only known Old English Magic Practitioner. He is aided by Mr. Lascelles and Mr. Drawlight, who figure Mr. Norrell will make them rich. Mr. Norrell begins to move about in proper social and political circles. He performs an amazing magical feat on the young wife of an influencial cabinet minister, creating a permanent position for himself in that arena. Fame, notoriety and influencial political allies pretty much ensure his achievement of about anything he seeks or desires. He sets out to remove all other magicians from current society, to acquire and horde every known book about magic to put himself in the desireable position of being the only magician in the land and in complete control of the new English magic. Soon he is assisting the government in the war against France, sending out ghostly fleets of rain-ships to confuse and alarm Napoleon Bonaparte. Arriving on the scene is one wealthy gentleman named Jonathan Strange. From the western part of England near the Welsh border, Jonathan Strange is bored and wants to find something interesting to do. Having picked up a bit of knowledge of magic here and there, Strange ends up studying under Norrell who has decided that this would be the only way to ensure his own status as THE magician, get help with his projects and have some control over Strange's actual knowledge of magic. Of course, a conflict arises. Norrell is more a guardian of magic and believes in the strictest control of the power and knowledge of magic. Strange is extremely attracted to wild, perilous magic. He becomes fascinated by ancient, shadowy Raven King, a child abducted by fairies who became King of England and Faerie, and was, course, the most legendary magician of all. Conflict is inevitable and frequent. Eventually, Strange's pursuit of long-buried magic threatens to destroy his partnership with Norrell! and everything else he holds dear. This novel is about the conflict between the two magicians, as well as greed, love, jealousy, envy, friendship,power, arrogance and redemption. It is also a factual look into the history of England and well as the author's entertaining imagination about the history of English magic, the world of fairies and an enjoyable poke of fun at English society, reverently done. Susanna Clarke is excellent with descriptive portraits of characters and their personalities. Her work is reminiscent of books done by Charles Dickens and Jane Austen. I always wonder how a very new book gets put on the New York Times Best Seller list as soon as it comes out; this one deserves it's 5th place during the week of October 10th, having already been on the list for 5 weeks. I imagine it will rise up to the top. It's a good novel, one you don't want to put down. Lorellei
Cold Weather Tips
The cooler weather is here and winter will soon be upon us. Now many of
us will be forced to hide from the cold and stay indoors where it is
warm. This is when we tend to notice that we have picked up a few
roomies over the summer. While most spiders are not poisonous,
more people have a fear of spiders than not. These tips might help you
with a spider problem, or give you a peaceful night's rest not worrying
about them...Chestnuts...Chestnuts have been proven to repel spiders. Keep some on the windowsill or anywhere you feel you may have a spider problem... Get a package of pipe or chewing tobacco. Soak it in a gallon of boiling water and let cool. Strain the liquid into a clean container. Pour a cup of tobacco juice with 1/2 cup lemon dish soap into a sprayer, hose end sprayer, or spray bottle. Spray around the outside of the house and windows. In basements, spray baseboards and around window wells. This solution also kills various other types of bugs, while taking care of those pesky spiders! You might have noticed tiny hills and/or holes on your lawn recently. These could be from cute but pesky moles. If you think you have moles, look at the holes and visually find the "line" from one to the other. Dig down until you find the mole run. Moles hate noise and can be scared off by placing the mechanism from a musical birthday card in the hole. You can also place a few children's toy windmills around the garden so the sticks are down in the mole runs. When the wind blows, the noise from the windmill will also scare them away. There's good news and bad news with these tips....The good news is---the moles will leave. The bad news? Your neighbors will hate you because chances are they are moving over to their yard. Oh well, can't win 'em all... |
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Parents! Travel to the site below. It's from our dear excited of #fibrochat and other places, and it's about being a parent. Not only a parent of an autistic child, but ANY parent will be touched by this one. THANK YOU, excited. You're a gem. A pinky toe, a charm bracelet and a reality check. Life is always full off ups and downs, mysteries, revelations, amazement, grief, hope, joy and pain. Some of us go about our business oblivious to the problems, some simply don't care, others try to save the world. Then there are those who try to find a balance and I think that is the hardest job of all. Balance. I have two sons, Jon 11 and Jarod who is 6. I try to be the best mom possible but at times it becomes a balancing act between Jarod and his older brother Jon. Jon has autism. I describe my style of parenting as the Jeckle/Hyde approach, since both of my boys are in two totally different worlds and often I feel as if my head is going to split in two. It gets a bit hectic at times to find a balance there…most of the time I pull it off, with a great deal of needed help from others. However, there are times where I just don't know what I am doing or where all of this is going. For those of us who have a child with autism, summer can be a very challenging. There is a lot of time off school, schedules are off and so our kids are off. I laugh when I hear “summer vacation”. Uh, this would be more of a maniacal laugh, just to set the record straight. For those of you who know me, know I have a some-what off beat sense of humor, invaluable when raising children, at least mine. And for those who do not, I have also been working with the Autism Society of Delaware since the dawn of time, or so it seems. I have been through it all as a mother. I even proudly sport a sign on my home office wall that says, "Been There Done That." I think most mothers should have that sign, along with the other three I have hanging that say "I don't think so", "And?", and the famous "I don't think so." The most important sign I have hanging says simply "Believe." I still need one more sign, as you read on, I'll let you guess which one. Jon was not exactly cooperative about being born, nor was he cooperative about sleeping or developing in anything that was not gross motor skill related. (i.e. can climb on table at age two and dismantle the chandelier but not drink from a cup). I went through the first two years feeling something was wrong, feeling like I was doing something wrong. Then came the diagnosis, the grief, the rebounds, the triumphs and at times the loneliness. (Please refer back to paragraph one on the ups and downs of life). Over the years Jon has developed a rather impressive resume of severe behaviors or a “severe reputation”. This includes but is not limited to self-injurious behaviors (SIB). One day in July, Jon came home from respite and I just happen to be having a cook out with company. He came outside to go into the pool when I noticed his left pinky toe was purple and swollen. Well of course like any mother I was concerned. It looked like it was broken or smashed. That started the drill of… How? When? Who? What? After talking to the school and any other living being that had contact with him over the past two days, no one could figure out how this happened. One of those mysteries in life (see paragraph one). The xray department at the hospital told me it was broken and to go home. It will heal up on it’s own. Life went on until… Jon was home on a two-week summer break. With long breaks comes increase in behaviors. I was expecting that and already planned accordingly with the doctor and his meds. I got it all under control. (Shocking revelation about to take place, please refer back to paragraph one). One day my boss and ASD’s director Theda, came over to my house to help finish up on newsletter editing. She got to see me hop up and down many times playing that Jeckle/Hyde thing I mentioned earlier. Jon was a less than happy camper that day. He apparently lost a tooth and I didn't know about until I found blood on the bathroom wall and on his face. He also opened a wound on his leg, urinated on his bedroom floor and got a bit loud with the screaming. Doesn't everyone? I went to go wipe up his mouth from the tooth coming out. This tooth came out naturally on it’s own, not self injurious, thank God. I looked down and saw a bruise on his pinky toe. I thought it might be from the old wound. Dare I mention at this point the six year old in his bedroom closet crying over a yet to be determined reason? I diverted the pending emergency in the closet, finished cleaning up the bathroom sink, came out to find poor Theda typing away with the edits for the newsletter and found Jon in the kitchen with a bloody mouth drinking the pancake syrup down straight from the bottle. Doesn't everyone? When the home health aide arrived I informed her of the days events and my find on his foot. She confirmed this was new, and “ it’s the other foot.” We both were mystified how he could have injured his other toe, like the last toe back in July. About two hours later we got the answer. The aide caught Jon violently twisting his own toe and it now looked as bad as the last. It was not an accident, it was a SIB. Tell me you dropped a bowling ball on the kids toe, I would be ok with it. Tell me you stepped on him, slammed his foot in a door, I am good with that too… accidents happen. Tell me he was doing this to himself and I sunk lower than I have in a long time. Ok, that was it. I quit. I am tossing in the towel. No more. Why am I wasting all of my time doing all of this work? For what? Why do I spend hours on the phone with crying parents, making newsletters, websites, stuffing envelopes and going to all of those IEP meetings. (Insert pity party here). I called the school, got some emergency respite and decided I needed a few days to try and unsplit my head. So I did what any angry 35-year-old mother of two would do. I went to get my nails done and drove around in my car with the windows down listening to blasting angry heavy metal music. Doesn't everyone? I came home to find a package at my door. Some silver awareness ribbon charms I had ordered and was looking forward to receiving and putting onto my little charm bracelet filled with other awareness thingy doodles. I eagerly grabbed my pliers and sat down, anxious to find yet something else to distract my anger and sadness (pity party still going on strong here). As I stared down at the charms it kinda hit me. Shame on me for feeling sorry for myself, my son, my family. Why am I doing this all of this? The answer was now dangling down around my wrist. Hope. (This would be the missing sign I need.) The hope that someday I can make a difference in his life, and in turn, make a difference in a lot of other lives at the same time. But sometimes finding that balance to make it all happen gets cloudy with everything that is buzzing around you. That balance is hard to find, but it is sometimes possible. I often wonder where all of the other parents are, the ones that we never hear from or see. How are they coping? Are they ok? I wonder if they are going through what I go through. Are they aware of what is going on in the autism community. Is the community at large aware of the hell we live in with autism? This is where the reality check came in. I suddenly became afraid, very very afraid. If I/We do not work today, what will tomorrow bring? Who is going to take a 6’2” man who acts like a 2-year-old boy and hurts himself? What will become of his life and so many others like him? What will become of me? The other families? I work with ASD everyday, and I gotta tell ya… I don’t know the answers to all of those questions. There are no guarantees for a toe-twisting individual who cannot speak a word. I know it is hard to find that time, find the balance we all struggle with every day. But if you can just do one little thing, once a year…it would mean so much to me, my son, to you and your children and so many more. It still hurts, it hurts bad, but I am gonna go put on my bracelet, find some balance, and hope that I can get the next ASD deadline met before my next reality check hits. Jon needs me to. Cheryl Kelley (Excited) www.delautism.org
No tips this month.
ENCORE ENCORE FROM LAST LAST MONTH
MONTH
Service Pack 2 for Windows XP -
contributed by Amazing
For those who use Windows XP
here
is a URL to maybe help you decide if you want to install the Service
Pack 2 (SP2) for it. Click on the link for 'Go Slow With XP's
SP2'. Please read this page BEFORE deciding. Thanks to Fred Langa for
the article.
langa.com/newsletters/2004/2004-08-16.htm
Schedule info provided by Amazing
29 OCT - HALLOWEEN SCAVENGER HUNT starts in #Townhall A Halloween scavenger hunt will be held on Friday, Oct. 29th starting in #Townhall at 6pm PST / 9pm EST. Join in on the fun and see if you can solve all the clues to get to the end and get your name in lights on the StarLink-IRC webpage! 30 OCT - HALLOWEEN COLOR SHOW in #TownHall TooShy's Halloween Treats Color Show will be on Saturday, Oct 30th at 630pm PST / 930pm EST in #Townhall. Come on out and see this GREAT show and tell all your friends to join us! You can get the hallo03-sounds.zip from www.starlink-irc.org/holiday/halloween/index.html Download the sounds early so the show can get started on time. RESERVE TOWNHALL FOR YOUR MEETING! #Townhall can be reserved for parties or meetings. Send an email to slirc-register@starlink-irc.org if you are interested in reserving the channel for an event.. |
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Gotta
Love Election Years !
Well, its follies time again, but it's REALLY hard coming up with material that can compare to the upcoming US Presidential election. Your intrepid blue reporter has been known to make up a bit of news here and there. Maybe. (Although no legal documents, subpoenas, and restraining orders at IMI actually SAY that.. ) But that's nothing compared to election year politics. Seeing all the professional fact benders, truth whackers ( i like that one.... though it is probably a lot closer to reality than we all want to believe, huh?) and other providers of alternate realities on the campaign trail just makes me all misty. Oh. wait. maybe that's just the smell. Anyway.... In the spirit of the Chicago way, be sure to get out there. Vote early and vote often. If you cant remember your name, someone will write it in for you. If you cant remember your vote, someone will write that in for you too. Remember, you have to play to win ! (er.. that's the motto for the lottery, isn't it?) Ok. So get out and vote soon as you can, the early bird gets the worm! (Now that's probably what's going to happen anyway isn't it?) Your neighborhood blue orb actually DOES like politicians. Like Lawyers, they're good with ketchup. Just with politicians, you need so MUCH ketchup! Til next month.... |
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TIDBITS FROM HIGHWAYMAN
Where was the Kingdom of Heaven and why was it so called? And, yes, it is - still - an earthly place, not spiritual. The 'Kingdom of Heaven' was a jocular name for what is now known as Lundy, the island in the Bristol Channel off Ilfracombe Devon, UK. It was called that because William Hudson Heaven bought the island in 1834, and his family owned it until 1917. He built the Church of St Helena, amongst other buildings. Lovely place for bird watching and bell ringing - if the weather allows you to get off the boat! Last time I was there (about ten years ago), the bells were unringable but they have now been restored and augmented to 10. It is said that the Bishop of Exeter, or maybe it was the Dean, made the crossing to Lundy in the 19th century during a particularly rough sea and on landing ashore declared that he had "been through purgatory" and now found himself in the Kingdom of Heaven. FLORIDA
Our hearts and prayers go out to all those
who are recovering from the hurricanes in Florida. Thank God,
none of our StarLink-IRC families experienced injuries or
fatalities. Godspeed in recovering from the property damage!Ellegon, a native Floridian, experienced a good bit of property damange with her home uninhabitable due to structural damage, and bless her heart, she has still held onto her sense of humor. She shares this with us You might be a Floridian if
You exhibit a slight twitch when introduced to anyone with the first
names of Charley, Frances, Ivan or JeanneYour freezer never has more than $20 worth of food in it any given time You're looking at paint swatches for the plywood on your windows, to accent the house color You think of your hall closet/saferoom as "cozy" Your pool is more accurately described as "framed in" than "screened in" Your freezer in the garage now only has homemade ice in it You no longer worry about relatives visiting during the summer months You too haven't heard back from the insurance adjuster You now understand what that little "2% hurricane deductible" phrase really means You're putting a collage together on your driveway of roof shingles from your neighborhood You were once proud of your 16" electric chain saw Your Street has more than 3 "NO WAKE" signs posted You now own 5 large ice chests Your parrot can now say" hammered, pounded and hunker down" You recognize people in line at the free ice, gas and plywood locations You stop what you're doing and clap and wave when you see a convoy of power company trucks come down your street You're depressed when they don't stop You have the personal cell phone numbers of the managers for plywood, roofing supplies and generators at Home Depot on your speed dialer You've spent more than $20 on "Tall white kitchen bags" to make your own sand bags You're considering upgrading your 16" to a 20" chainsaw You know what "Bar chain oil" is You're thinking of getting your wife the hardhat with the ear protector and face shield for Christmas You now think the $6000 whole house generator seems reasonable You look forward to discussions about the merits of "cubed, block and dry ice" Your therapist refers to your condition as "generator envy" You fight the urge to put on your winter coat and wool cap and parade around in front of your picture window, when you finally get power and your neighbor across the street, with the noisy generator doesn't get electric And finally, you might be a Floridian if You ask your sister up north to start saving the Sunday Real Estate classifieds! LAUGHTER IS GOOD MEDICINE!
Thank you to DDPS for sharing this... I'm DRUGGING my kids as prescribed here! DRUG PROBLEM
The other day, someone at a store in a small town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farm house in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, "Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?" "I did have a drug problem when I was a kid growing up." I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher. Or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink if I uttered a profane four letter word. ( I do know what Lye soap tastes like.) I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields. I was drug to the homes of Family, Friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one, to mow the yard, repair the clothesline or chop some fire wood, and if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the wood shed. Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack or heroin, and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America might just be a better place today. Don'tchya think? Thanks to BG for reminding us!! It's so um er well "appropriate" as I go for my very first mammogram this week. Now I'm bringing a fire extinguisher. And maybe even a .38! October is breast cancer awareness month. Here's hoping that this story will bring a smile and a reminder that mammograms are an important appointment to make and to keep. 1st place in Humor category. Today the Dayton Daily News published the winning entries in the Erma Bombeck Writing Competition by Leigh Anne Jasheway of Eugene, Oregon "The First Time's Always the Worst"
The first mammogram is the worst. Especially when the machine catches
on fire. That's what happened to me. The technician, Gail, positioned
me exactly as she wanted me (think a really complicated game of Twister
- right hand on the blue, left shoulder on the yellow, right breast as
far away as humanly possible from the rest of your body). Then she
clamped the machine down so tight, I think my breast actually turned
inside out. I'm pretty sure Victoria's Secret doesn't have a bra
for that.Suddenly, there was a loud popping noise. I looked down at my right Breast to make sure it hadn't exploded. Nope, it was still flat as a pancake and still attached to my body. "Oh no!" Gail said loudly. These are perhaps, the words you least want to hear from any health professional. Suddenly, she came flying past me, her lab coat whipping behind her, on her way out the door. She yelled over her shoulder, "The machine's on fire, I'm going to get help!" OK, I was wrong, 'The machine's on fire,' are the worst words you can hear from a health professional. Especially if you're all alone and semi-permanently attached to A MACHINE and don't know if it's THE MACHINE in question. I struggled for a few seconds trying to get free, but even Houdini couldn't have escaped. I decided to go to plan B yelling at the top of my lung (the one that was still working). I hadn't seen anything on fire, so my panic hadn't quite reached epic proportions. But then I started to smell smoke coming from behind the partition. "This is ridiculous," I thought. I can't die like this. What would they put in my obituary? Cause of death breast entrapment? I may have inhaled some fumes because I started to hallucinate. An imaginary fireman rushed in with a fire hose and a hatchet. "Howdy, ma'am," he said. "What's happened here?" he asked, averting his eyes. "My breasts were too hot for the machine," I quipped, as my imaginary fireman ran out of the room again. "This is gonna take the Jaws of Life!" In reality, Gail returned with a fire extinguisher and put out the fire. She gave me a big smile and released me from the machine. "Sorry! That's the first time that's ever happened. Why don't you take a few minutes to relax before we finish up?" I think that's what she said. I was running across the parking lot in my backless paper gown at the time. After I'd relaxed for a few years, I figured I might go back. But I was bringing my own fire extinguisher. Thanks to Momma for sharing these with us. How true, how true for some of these!! COMPUTER LANGUAGE (alternate
meanings)
BIT A word used to describe computers, as in "Our son's computer
cost quite a bit."BOOT What your friends give you because you spend too much time bragging about your computer skills. BUG What your eyes do after you stare at the big mean computer screen for more than 15 minutes. Also what computer magazine companies do to you after they get your name on their mailing list. CHIPS The fattening, non-nutritional food computer users eat to avoid having to leave their keyboards for meals. COPY What you have to do during school tests because you spend too much time at the computer and not enough time studying. CURSOR What you turn into when you can't get your computer to perform, as in "You $#% computer!" DISK What goes out in your back after bending over a computer keyboard for seventeen hours at a clip. DUMP The place all your former hobbies wind up soon after you install your computer. ERROR What you made the first time you walked into a computer showroom to "just look." EXPANSION UNIT The new room you have to build on to your home to house your computer and all its peripherals. FILE What your secretary can now do to her nails six and a half hours a day, now that the computer does her day's work in 30 minutes. FLOPPY The condition of a constant computer user's stomach due to lack of exercise and a steady diet of junk food (see "Chips"). HARDWARE Tools, such as lawn mowers, rakes and other heavy equipment you haven't laid a finger on since getting your computer. IBM The kind of missile your family members and friends would like to drop on your computer so you'll pay attention to them again. MENU What you'll never see again after buying a computer because you'll be too poor to eat in a restaurant. MONITOR Often thought to be a word associated with computers, this word actually refers to those obnoxious kids who always want to see your hall pass at school. PROGRAMS Those things you used to look at on your television before you hooked your computer up to it. RETURN What a lot of people do with their computers after only a week and a half. TERMINAL A place where you can find buses, trains and really good deals on hot computers. WINDOW What you heave the computer out of after you accidentally erase a program that took you three days to set up. Thanks to LindyM for sharing this one!! HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHOM TO MARRY? You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming. -- Alan, age 10 No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with. -- Kirsten, age 10 WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED? Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then. -- Camille, age 10 No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to get married. -- Freddie, age 6 (wise beyond his years this one) HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED? You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids. -- Derrick, age 8 WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON? Both don't want any more kids. -- Lori, age 8 WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE? Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough. -- Lynnette, age 8 On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date. -- Martin, age 10 (another savant) WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR? I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns. -- Craig, age 9 WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE? When they're rich. -- Pam, age 7 The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that. -- Curt, age 7 The rule goes like this If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do. -- Howard, age 8 IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED? I don't know which is better, but I'll tell you one thing. I'm never going to have sex with my wife. I don't want to be all grossed out. -- Theodore, age 8 It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them. -- Anita, age 9 HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED? There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there? -- Kelvin, age 8 And the #1 Favorite is........ HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK? Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck. -- Ricky, age 10 Thanks to LindyM for this one! Kids DO say the darnedest things!! Theology, kid style
1. Dear God, please put another holiday between Christmas and Easter.There is nothing good in there now.Amanda 2. Dear God, Thank you for the baby brother but what I asked for was a puppy. I never asked for anything before. You can look it up. Joyce 3. Dear Mr. God, I wish you would not make it so easy for people to come apart. I had to have 3 stitches and a shot.Janet 4. God, I read the bible. What does beget mean? Nobody will tell me! Love, Alison 5. Dear God, how did you know you were God? Who told you? Charlene 6. Dear God, is it true my father won't get in Heaven if he uses his golf words in the house? Anita 7. Dear God, I bet it's very hard for you to love all of everybody in the whole world. There are only 4 people in our family and I can never do it. Nancy 8. Dear God, I like the story about Noah the best of all of them. You really made up some good ones. I like walking on water, too.Glenn 9. Dear God, my Grandpa says you were around when he was a little boy. How far back do you go? Love, Dennis 10. Dear God, do you draw the lines around the countries? If you don't, who does? Nathan 11. Dear God, did you mean for giraffes to look like that or was it an accident? Norma 12. Dear God, in bible times, did they really talk that fancy? Jennifer 13. Dear God, how come you did all those miracles in the old days and don't do any now? Billy 14. Dear God, please send Dennis Clark to a different summer camp this year. Peter 15. Dear God, maybe Cain and Abel would not kill each other so much if they each had their own rooms. It works out OK with me and my brother. Ilene 16. Dear God, I keep waiting for spring, but it never did come yet. What's up? Don't forget. Mark 17. Dear God, my brother told me about how you are born but it just doesn't sound right. What do you say? Marsha 18. Dear God, if you watch in Church on Sunday I will show you my new shoes. Barbara 19. Dear God, is Reverend Coe a friend of yours, or do you just know him through the business? Donny 20. Dear God, I do not think anybody could be a better God than you. Well,I just want you to know that. I am not just saying that because you are already God. Charles 21. Dear God, it is great the way you always get the stars in the right place. Why can't you do that with the moon? Jeff 22. Dear God, I am doing the best I can. Really. Frank 23. Dear God, I didn't think orange went with purple until I saw the sunset you made on Tuesday night. That was really cool. Thanks to excited of #fibrochat for this one Three Men and Their New Wives
Three men were sitting together bragging about how they had given their new wives duties. The first man had married a woman from Alabama, and bragged that he had told his wife she was going to do all the dishes and house cleaning that needed done at their house. He said that it took a couple days but on the third day he came home to a clean house and the dishes were all washed and put away. The second man had married a woman from Ohio. He bragged that he had given his wife orders that she was to do all the cleaning, dishes, and the cooking. He told them that the first day he didn't see any results, but the next day it was better. By the third day, his house was clean, the dishes were done, and he had a huge dinner on the table. The third man had married a Delaware girl. He boasted that he told her that her duties were to keep the house cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed and hot meals on the table for every meal. He said the first day he didn't see anything, the second day he didn't see anything, but by the third day most of the swelling had gone down and he could see a little out of his left eye. Enough to fix himself a bite to eat, load the dishwasher, and telephone a landscaper. Got to love them Delaware girls Thanks to ItsyDad for this one! The Mommy Test
I was out walking with my then 4 year old daughter. She picked up omething off the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I asked her not to do that. "Why?" "Because it's been laying outside and it is dirty and probably hasgerms." At this point, she looked at me with total admiration and asked, "Wow! How do you know all this stuff?" Uh, I was thinking quickly, "...all moms know this stuff. It's on the Mommy Test. You have to know it, or they don't let you be a Mommy." We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but she was evidently pondering this new information. "OH...I get it!" she beamed. "So if you flunk, you have to be the Daddy. |
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New Baby
Life is filled with lots of things that make it all worthwhile but none is better than the love found in your Baby's smile Great Golf One-Liners According To St. Titleist... Eighteen holes of match play will teach you more about your foe than 18 years of dealing with him across a desk. ~Grantland Rice If profanity had an influence on the flight of the ball, the game of golf would be played far better than it is. ~Horace G. Hutchinson Man blames fate for other accidents, but feels personally responsible when he makes a hole in one. ~Author Unknown It's good sportsmanship to not pick up lost golf balls while they are still rolling. ~Mark Twain Don't play too much golf. Two rounds a day are plenty. ~Harry Vardon Golf and sex are the only things you can enjoy without being good at them. ~Jimmy DeMaret May thy ball lie in green pastures - and not in still waters. ~Author Unknown The difference in golf and government is that in golf you can't improve your lie. ~George Deukmejian Golf appeals to the idiot and the child in us. Just how childlike golfers become is proven by their frequent inability to count past five. ~John Updike It is almost impossible to remember how tragic a place the world is when one is playing golf. ~Robert Lynd They say golf is like life, but don't believe them. Golf is more complicated than that. ~Gardner Dickinson If a lot of people gripped a knife and fork the way they do a golf club, they'd starve to death. ~Sam Snead Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness. ~William Wordsworth If you drink, don't drive. Don't even putt. ~Dean Martin If you are going to throw a club, it is important to throw it ahead of you, down the fairway, so you don't have to waste energy going back to pick it up. ~Tommy Bolt I don't say my golf game is bad, but if I grew tomatoes they'd come up sliced. ~Author Unknown My handicap? Woods and irons. ~Chris Codiroli The ardent golfer would play Mount Everest if somebody would put a flagstick on top ~Pete Dye I'm hitting the woods just great - but having a terrible time getting out of them! ~Author Unknown The only time my prayers are never answered is on the golf course. ~Billy Graham If you think it's hard to meet new people, try picking up the wrong golf ball. ~Jack Lemmon If I hit it right, it's a slice. If I hit it left, it's a hook. If I hit it straight, it's a miracle. ~Author Unknown Golf is a game invented by the same people who think music comes out of a bagpipe. ~Author Unknown |
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