virus: ...life in Nome, Alaska.
« on: 2004-07-06 18:09:33 »
...well here i am in the Nome library typing away as we await better weather out there on the gray seas. as i sit here, we have several hundred large red king crab sitting out about 15 miles off the coast at the bottom of the sea awaiting our retrieval...i hope they are making use of the time to say farewell to loved ones. on the good side of things....yesterday evening(cant really tell since the sun barely sets at around 1:45 am), i caught a splendid 24 inch grayling in one of the rivers nearby. oh, and i've been gorging myself on crablegs ever since our last trip. overall, life here is the weirdest thing imaginable...perhaps related to the fact that there are no roads to Nome; you must fly in or take a boat. me and my shipmate are thinking about running our boat over to Russia later on in the season. we'll think about it. hope everyone is well...i'll try to check in sometime soonish. farewell from the land of gold and the home of the Iditarod. oh, i brought wasabi with me..lots of it...i will start running hooks off our crab pots in hopes of catching a few halibut...they make for excellent sushi
DrSebby. "Courage...and shuffle the cards".
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RE: virus: ...life in Nome, Alaska.
« Reply #2 on: 2004-07-07 20:54:30 »
...Well, the weather is still sucky and as a result, we must let the pots and our already-caught crab sit out there for one more day. our ony consolation is that perhaps the bait is still stinky enough to tempt a crab in here and there. im not sure it i'd enjoy 5 day old water-logged sardines, but our 6 legged friends just might. so we are occupying ourselves with trout/grayling fishing for the time being. our earstwhile friends aboard our sistership have been enjoying the Nome drinking scene...long famed for its intensity. we recently found out that while the legal size limit on our crab is 4.75 inches, our buyer only wants 5 inches and above...leaving us with a fair amount of leftover legal crab. ive decided that if i can find a local market, the profit will be mine alone! im thinking of selling them to gold miners on the beaches for gold. it's all kitty to me, so i'll take what i can get.
...meanwhile, the captain of our sister ship has been bedding down some local semi-homeless gunny. she's a scarred up bar whore of the finest caliber...we await the outcome nearly as much as the fly-in strippers who arrive at a nearby bar on the 10th. life in Nome asks for the worst in exchange for its best, one might say. i shall shower this afternoon for the 2nd time in 15 days. i expect a feeling of invigoration, though mourning for our funk shall clearly be called for. it's likely a bad idea to do it at all.
...i'll send further news as it comes in. tomorrow promises to be better weather, which means some serious ocean going hell will ensue. 40 pots shall be found full i hope. i ate my grayling this morning. tasty.
Just when I thought I was out-they pull me back in
Re: virus: ...life in Nome, Alaska.
« Reply #3 on: 2004-07-07 22:07:54 »
I'm envious, Seb.
Dr Sebby wrote:
> ...Well, the weather is still sucky and as a result, we must let the pots > and our already-caught crab sit out there for one more day. our ony > consolation is that perhaps the bait is still stinky enough to tempt a crab > in here and there. im not sure it i'd enjoy 5 day old water-logged > sardines, but our 6 legged friends just might. so we are occupying > ourselves with trout/grayling fishing for the time being. our earstwhile > friends aboard our sistership have been enjoying the Nome drinking > scene...long famed for its intensity. we recently found out that while the > legal size limit on our crab is 4.75 inches, our buyer only wants 5 inches > and above...leaving us with a fair amount of leftover legal crab. ive > decided that if i can find a local market, the profit will be mine alone! > im thinking of selling them to gold miners on the beaches for gold. it's > all kitty to me, so i'll take what i can get. > > ...meanwhile, the captain of our sister ship has been bedding down some > local semi-homeless gunny. she's a scarred up bar whore of the finest > caliber...we await the outcome nearly as much as the fly-in strippers who > arrive at a nearby bar on the 10th. life in Nome asks for the worst in > exchange for its best, one might say. i shall shower this afternoon for the > 2nd time in 15 days. i expect a feeling of invigoration, though mourning > for our funk shall clearly be called for. it's likely a bad idea to do it > at all. > > ...i'll send further news as it comes in. tomorrow promises to be better > weather, which means some serious ocean going hell will ensue. 40 pots > shall be found full i hope. i ate my grayling this morning. tasty. > > DrSebby. > "Courage...and shuffle the cards". > > ----Original Message Follows---- > From: "Blunderov" <squooker@mweb.co.za> > Reply-To: virus@lucifer.com > To: <virus@lucifer.com> > Subject: RE: virus: ...life in Nome, Alaska. > Date: Wed, 7 Jul 2004 22:15:33 +0200 > > Dr Sebby > Sent: 07 July 2004 00:10 > <Snip> > there are no roads to Nome > </snip> > [Blunderov] Sounds like a good title for a book? > Best Regards > > --- > To unsubscribe from the Virus list go to > <http://www.lucifer.com/cgi-bin/virus-l> > > _________________________________________________________________ > MSN 8 helps eliminate e-mail viruses. Get 2 months FREE*. > http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus > > --- > To unsubscribe from the Virus list go to <http://www.lucifer.com/cgi-bin/virus-l>
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I'd be happy to help you out with those excess, odd size crabs. I hear they aren't bad.
Good luck, don't fall in. The water there is not for humans.
Bill
On Jul 7, 2004, at 8:54 PM, Dr Sebby wrote:
> ...Well, the weather is still sucky and as a result, we must let the > pots and our already-caught crab sit out there for one more day. our > ony consolation is that perhaps the bait is still stinky enough to > tempt a crab in here and there. im not sure it i'd enjoy 5 day old > water-logged sardines, but our 6 legged friends just might. so we are > occupying ourselves with trout/grayling fishing for the time being. > our earstwhile friends aboard our sistership have been enjoying the > Nome drinking scene...long famed for its intensity. we recently found > out that while the legal size limit on our crab is 4.75 inches, our > buyer only wants 5 inches and above...leaving us with a fair amount of > leftover legal crab. ive decided that if i can find a local market, > the profit will be mine alone! im thinking of selling them to gold > miners on the beaches for gold. it's all kitty to me, so i'll take > what i can get. > > ...meanwhile, the captain of our sister ship has been bedding down > some local semi-homeless gunny. she's a scarred up bar whore of the > finest caliber...we await the outcome nearly as much as the fly-in > strippers who arrive at a nearby bar on the 10th. life in Nome asks > for the worst in exchange for its best, one might say. i shall shower > this afternoon for the 2nd time in 15 days. i expect a feeling of > invigoration, though mourning for our funk shall clearly be called > for. it's likely a bad idea to do it at all. > > ...i'll send further news as it comes in. tomorrow promises to be > better weather, which means some serious ocean going hell will ensue. > 40 pots shall be found full i hope. i ate my grayling this morning. > tasty. > > > > DrSebby. > "Courage...and shuffle the cards". > > > > > > ----Original Message Follows---- > From: "Blunderov" <squooker@mweb.co.za> > Reply-To: virus@lucifer.com > To: <virus@lucifer.com> > Subject: RE: virus: ...life in Nome, Alaska. > Date: Wed, 7 Jul 2004 22:15:33 +0200 > > Dr Sebby > Sent: 07 July 2004 00:10 > <Snip> > there are no roads to Nome > </snip> > [Blunderov] Sounds like a good title for a book? > Best Regards > > > > --- > To unsubscribe from the Virus list go to > <http://www.lucifer.com/cgi-bin/virus-l> > > _________________________________________________________________ > MSN 8 helps eliminate e-mail viruses. Get 2 months FREE*. > http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus > > --- > To unsubscribe from the Virus list go to > <http://www.lucifer.com/cgi-bin/virus-l> >
RE: virus: ...life in Nome, Alaska.
« Reply #9 on: 2004-07-11 03:48:24 »
Zloduska Sent: 11 July 2004 08:45 <snip> What I want to know is, but are there at least some fucking gnomes in Nome?
And if you go to Russa make sure to say zdrave when you drink! </snip>
[Blunderov] The time seems right for some terrible puns...
'The Laughing Gnome' David Bowie
I was walking down the High Street When I heard footsteps behind me And there was a little old man (Hello) In scarlet and grey, shuffling away (laughter) Well he trotted back to my house And he sat beside the telly (Oaah..) With his tiny hands on his tummy Chuckling away, laughing all day (laughter)
Oh, I ought to report you to the Gnome office (Gnome Office) Yes (Hahahahaha)
Ha ha ha, hee hee hee "I'm a laughing Gnome and you don't catch me" Ha ha ha, hee hee hee "I'm a laughing Gnome and you can't catch me" Said the laughing Gnome
Well I gave him roasted toadstools and a glass of dandelion wine (Burp, pardon) Then I put him on a train to Eastbourne Carried his bag and gave him a fag (Haven't you got a light boy?) "Here, where do you come from?" (Gnome-man's land, hahihihi) "Oh, really?"
In the morning when I woke up He was sitting on the edge of my bed With his brother whose name was Fred He'd bought him along to sing me a song
Right, let's hear it Here, what's that clicking noise? (That's Fred, he's a "metrognome", haha)
Ha ha ha, hee hee hee "I'm a laughing Gnome and you don't catch me" Ha ha ha, hee hee hee "I'm a laughing Gnome and you can't catch me"
(Own up, I'm a gnome, ain't I right, haha) "Haven't you got an 'ome to go to?" (No, we're gnomads) "Didn't they teach you to get your hair cut at school? you look like a rolling gnome." (No, not at the London School of Ecognomics)
Now they're staying up the chimney And we're living on caviar and honey (hooray!) Cause they're earning me lots of money Writing comedy prose for radio shows It's the-er (what?) It's the Gnome service of course
Ha ha ha, hee hee hee "I'm a laughing Gnome and you don't catch me" Ha ha ha, oh, dear me
(Ha ha ha, hee hee hee "I'm a laughing Gnome and you can't catch me" Ha ha ha, hee hee hee "I'm a laughing Gnome and you can't catch me")
Re:virus: ...life in Nome, Alaska.
« Reply #10 on: 2004-07-11 07:46:10 »
hey blunderov..
here is a song about my favourite gnome
The Gnome from Piper at the Gates of Dawn, Pink Floyd
The Gnome
I want to tell You a story 'Bout a little Man if I can A gnome named Grimble Gromble And little gnomes stay in their homes Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine
He wore a scarlet tunic A blue-green hood, it looked quite good He had a big adventure Amidst the grass, fresh air at last Wining, dining, biding his time...
And then one day Hooray, another way for gnomes to say Ooh my...
Look at the sky, look at the river Isn't it good? Look at the sky, look at the river Isn't it good?
Winding, finding places to go
And then one day Hooray, another way for gnomes to say Ooh my Ooh my...
Written by Syd Barrett
I suppose you have to be stoned mightily or dropping some serious acid to come up with something like this..still one of my fav pink floyd album(actually, i love em all..except maybe Animals..which was weird)
Just when I thought I was out-they pull me back in
Re: virus: ...life in Nome, Alaska.
« Reply #11 on: 2004-07-11 11:39:37 »
North to Alaska
Johnny Horton
Big Sam left Seattle in the year of ninety-two With George Pratt his partner and brother Billy too They crossed the Yukon river and they found the bonanza gold Below that old white mountain Just a little south-east of Nome Sam crossed the Majestic mountains to the valleys far below He talked to his team of huskies As he mushed on through the snow With the northen lights a-runnin' wild In the land of the midnight sun Yes Sam McCord was a mighty man In the year of nineteen-one Where the river is windin' big nuggets they're findin' North to Alaska go north the rush is on North to Alaska go north the rush is on George turns to Sam with his gold in his hand Said Sam you're lookin' at a lonely lonely man I'd trade all the gold that's buried in this land For one small band of gold to place on sweet little Jenny's hand 'Cause a man needs a woman to love him all the time Remember Sam a true love is so hard to find I'd build for my Jenny a honeymoon home Below that old white mountain Just a little south-east of Nome Where the river is windin' big nuggets they're findin' North to Alaska go north the rush is on North to Alaska go north the rush is on
RE: virus: ...life in Nome, Alaska.
« Reply #14 on: 2004-07-12 04:53:15 »
Mermaid Sent: 11 July 2004 13:46 <snip> hey blunderov..
here is a song about my favourite gnome
The Gnome from Piper at the Gates of Dawn, Pink Floyd </snip>
[Blunderov] What ho dear Mermaid! This music was one of the first tremors of my adolescent metamorphosis.
Even now the Floyd are my oftentimes companions. If you happen to come across a DVD; 'The Wall' (Roger Waters Live in Berlin) please do take some time to watch Sinead O' Connor's performance of 'Mother'*. It has a searing intensity that gives me goose bumps every time I see it.
To segue back to Dr Sebby, I can imagine that Pink Floyd would make an appropriate accompaniment to the sense of vast, freezing isolation that I imagine Alaska must engender!
So, what are you picking up on shortwave lately Dr Sebby?
Best Regards.
*[Blunderov] By his own admission, Roger Waters is a little surprised to have got away with some of his lyrics, veering as they do, more towards an upper-sixth-form angst than to genuine profundity. I think in the end, the music compensates for this by adding the needed gravitas.
PINK FLOYD - Mother Lyrics Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb? Mother, do you think they'll like this song? Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls? Ooooowaa Mother, should I build a wall? Mother, should I run for President? Mother, should I trust the government? Mother, will they put me in the firing line? Ooooowaa Is it just a waste of time? Hush, my baby. Baby, don't you cry. Momma's gonna make all of your nightmares come true. Momma's gonna put all of her fears into you. Momma's gonna keep you right here under her wing. She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing. Momma's gonna keep Baby cozy and warm. Oooo Babe. Oooo Babe. Ooo Babe, of course Momma's gonna help build a wall. Mother, do you think she's good enough, For me? Mother, do you think she's dangerous, To me? Mother will she tear your little boy apart? Ooooowaa Mother, will she break my heart? Hush, my baby. Baby, don't you cry. Momma's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you. Momma won't let anyone dirty get through. Momma's gonna wait up until you get in. Momma will always find out where you've been. Momma's gonna keep Baby healthy and clean. Oooo Babe. Oooo Babe. Ooo Babe, you'll always be Baby to me. Mother, did it need to be so high?
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