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Uh...What The Hell Is This Group?
I'm starting this group out of sheer laziness, but you may find it useful. I need a place to store a bunch of MP3s of old horror and sci fi radio shows I've just acquired. I want to occasionally link to one of these shows from a message in Midnight Movies, but I don't want to have to do all the work of revising the list of Library contents there.
As a member of this group, you'll have access to whatever I put here. (So you can listen to or download any of these shows anytime you want). You can also keep files here yourself. If you want to, for instance, start an online journal, put up a poem, or whatever, you can keep it here and then link to it from your blog or from one of your groups, without putting it permanently in the files of any public group to which you belong. You can also put photos in the image gallery and link to or embed them elsewhere on Eons.
If you want, you can also post messages here, but that's not the purpose of the group. I'm not going to "manage" the group or moderate discussions here. Whatever you put up will just stay here, unless somebody privately complains to me that somebody is using the space to personally attack them or do some other nefarious thing. This is unlikely, because it's a private group and I'm only inviting a small number of people I like and trust. I want this to be a low-maintenance group for me. If you would like me to invite anyone to join, please send me a PM.
You'll notice that there's not much here yet. I'll just be adding a few files a day for awhile. Posting an individual file can take awhile, depending on how long it's taking Eons to upload things that day. You might want to look in periodically and check out what's here.
The only list of contents here will be the ones on the Files Pages themselves. I'll be limited to what information can fit there. Items will appear in the order posted, with the newest thing first.
By the way, a point of etiquette; please only link to your own files here from outside this group. If you want to link to a file someone else has posted, ask that person’s permission via PM first. Don’t link to anyone else’s files without permission. If I learn that anyone has done this, I’ll block them from the group.
I hope I've made the idea of the group clear. Enjoy!
As a member of this group, you'll have access to whatever I put here. (So you can listen to or download any of these shows anytime you want). You can also keep files here yourself. If you want to, for instance, start an online journal, put up a poem, or whatever, you can keep it here and then link to it from your blog or from one of your groups, without putting it permanently in the files of any public group to which you belong. You can also put photos in the image gallery and link to or embed them elsewhere on Eons.
If you want, you can also post messages here, but that's not the purpose of the group. I'm not going to "manage" the group or moderate discussions here. Whatever you put up will just stay here, unless somebody privately complains to me that somebody is using the space to personally attack them or do some other nefarious thing. This is unlikely, because it's a private group and I'm only inviting a small number of people I like and trust. I want this to be a low-maintenance group for me. If you would like me to invite anyone to join, please send me a PM.
You'll notice that there's not much here yet. I'll just be adding a few files a day for awhile. Posting an individual file can take awhile, depending on how long it's taking Eons to upload things that day. You might want to look in periodically and check out what's here.
The only list of contents here will be the ones on the Files Pages themselves. I'll be limited to what information can fit there. Items will appear in the order posted, with the newest thing first.
By the way, a point of etiquette; please only link to your own files here from outside this group. If you want to link to a file someone else has posted, ask that person’s permission via PM first. Don’t link to anyone else’s files without permission. If I learn that anyone has done this, I’ll block them from the group.
I hope I've made the idea of the group clear. Enjoy!
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New Banner
The new banner is an experiment I just put up to see what it would look like. It's for a site I'd like to start someday, but I don't know that I will.
Halloween Customs: Bobbing For Apples
• (*Creative Commons *Photo by Caleb Zahnd *http://flickr.com/photos/mobyrock/ 541865315/)
By David Emery, About.com
Some say the custom of bobbing for apples dates all the way back to pre-Christian Ireland and the festival of Samhain, though there seems to be little documentary evidence to support this. It has also been associated with Pomona, the ancient Roman goddess of fruits, trees, and gardens, in whose honor a festival was supposedly held each year on November first. That, too, appears to stand on shaky historical ground, as some question whether such a festival even existed.
We can say with more certainty that the practice of bobbing for apples goes back at least a few hundred years, that it originated in the British Isles (Ireland and Scotland in particular), and that it originally had something to do with fortune telling. British author W. H. Davenport Adams, who attributed belief in the prognosticative power of apples to "old Celtic fairy lore," described the game as follows in his 1902 book, Curiosities of Superstition:
[The apples] are thrown into a tub of water, and you endeavour to catch one in your mouth as they bob round and round in provoking fashion. When you have caught one, you peel it carefully, and pass the long strip of peel thrice, sunwise, round your head; after which you throw it over your shoulder, and it falls to the ground in the shape of the initial letter of your true love's name.
Other divination games traditionally played on Halloween included "snap apple" -- similar to bobbing for apples except the fruit is hung from the ceiling on strings -- and naming nutshells after prospective love interests and placing them near a fire to see which would burn steadily -- indicating true love -- and which would crack or pop and fly off the hearth -- revealing a passing fancy.
Accordingly, in some parts of Great Britain Halloween used to be known as "Snap-Apple Night" or "Nutcrack Night."
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The banner is a Halloween "trick". I'm thinking of posting it, or one like it, in Midnight Movies as a gag. There's another one in the gallery.
A Poem By Thom Gunn
Street Song
I am too young to grow a beard
But yes man it was me you heard
In dirty denim and dark glasses.
I look through everyone who passes
But ask him clear, I do not plead,
Keys Lids acid and speed.
My grass is not oregano.
Some of it grew in Mexico.
You cannot guess the weed I hold,
Clara Green, Acapulco Gold,
Panama Red, you name it man,
Best on the street since I began.
My methedrine, my double-sun,
Will give you two lives in your one,
Five days of power before you crash.
At which time use these lumps of hash
- They burn so sweet, they smoke so smooth,
They make you sharper while they soothe.
Now here, the best I've got to show,
Made by a righteous cat I know.
Pure acid - it will scrape your brain,
And make it something else again.
Call it heaven, call it hell,
Join me and see the world I sell.
Join me, and I will take you there,
Your head will cut out from your hair
Into whichever self you choose.
With Midday Mick man you can't lose,
I'll get you anything you need.
Keys lids acid and speed.
-- Thom Gunn, 1929-2004
I am too young to grow a beard
But yes man it was me you heard
In dirty denim and dark glasses.
I look through everyone who passes
But ask him clear, I do not plead,
Keys Lids acid and speed.
My grass is not oregano.
Some of it grew in Mexico.
You cannot guess the weed I hold,
Clara Green, Acapulco Gold,
Panama Red, you name it man,
Best on the street since I began.
My methedrine, my double-sun,
Will give you two lives in your one,
Five days of power before you crash.
At which time use these lumps of hash
- They burn so sweet, they smoke so smooth,
They make you sharper while they soothe.
Now here, the best I've got to show,
Made by a righteous cat I know.
Pure acid - it will scrape your brain,
And make it something else again.
Call it heaven, call it hell,
Join me and see the world I sell.
Join me, and I will take you there,
Your head will cut out from your hair
Into whichever self you choose.
With Midday Mick man you can't lose,
I'll get you anything you need.
Keys lids acid and speed.
-- Thom Gunn, 1929-2004
Re beats: P.S.
I may also put some Beat Generation messages or photos here that I might want to repost elsewhere at some point.
