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Hm…just got thinking about this: seems like we’ve lost a lot of the “old guard,” so to speak (or at least since I started posting about a year ago…I lurked for quite a while). Don’t get me wrong, I love the new crowd (who else writes Elfman stories with such an…uh…”interesting” tryst…oops!…I meant “TWIST” *grins – just kidding, Lexi*), but I”m starting to wonder if they’re lurking, dead, or just don’t have the time and have moved onto other things. Eh well…just musings. People come, people go…
-E (who likes hazelnut coffee and pineapple pizza for breakfast on the weekends, and who is also very tired from her gig this weekend)
This is a discussion board, yes, but I think those rapid fire discussions would work better on an instant messenger type program. Save some bandwidth, puh-leeease!
Or, continue to have fun, or whatever.
Ryan
I was dead…
It all happened in 1985, the band and me where on the bus heading to cerrito california, to make one of our concerts, suddenly a jackalope hops merrily down the road.
the drunken bus driver turns madly and the bus goes down the cliff.in our descent into hell we meet many famous people and some not so famous like nixon and hitler and that guy who always says good things about James Horner… we arrived at the purgatory where a misterious skull-like figure greeted us, no it wasnt death, it was Jel McNeely who got a part-time job after destroying the three first batman scores (just kidding, it was death!)
we crossed the purgatory and arrived at a monumental statue, where satan himself greetd us and began to sing… squeezit the moocher… i told him i would deliver him the princess if he let me and my band friends (Stone, Smash, Wizzo of Ozz and Mr.Fluffy)
live, so after the musical, satan (who indeed is Danny Elfman) offered us a second chance, we came back after a seven year coma and now, i ride the skies in my goblin glider…actually, i was kind of busy with school, but im back again.
-Alonso (soon to be directing a play movie about that same story
as part of a school proyect intended to skip english class) VencesWe have lives! Joke, joke! Ya know I’m kidding, right?
I seriously doubt if anyone remembers me, but I’m always on the lurk.
I die sometimes. . .
i’m a newtype. I would come here to read mostly. my first appearance was telling someone the contents of the mfadt vol 2. next came a letter of introductury (yes I know i can’t spell.) xmas girl made a topic called “is there anybody out there?” and I read about 15 before writing my own.. and deleting it. I do have an elfman discovery story.. I shall write it in my own topic sometime..
I know kj through Samantha P. and her site had a drawing of eyeballs and a picture of her hands in front of a trash bag.. I haven’t ever talked to her, though. I also hear her mommy is mean. she prolly doesn’t know of me. oh well, lust reconising you, kari jo.
Erika, I had to look up tryist in the disctionary to see if it was a word. well, i don’t get it because I am small, you salivating mystery girl.
:Epeople come and go. i leave sometimes when I’m overwhelmed by the amount of topics i feel obligated to respond to. I left.. then returned with a lovely story in which Danny declares his love to Tim Burton. I really don’t know enough about timmy’s personality to make a story focused on him. that’s probaly why the “tim and helena” story lost most of my audience. If anyone has a Dan-o of Timbo related story idea, I’ll try to shell it out!
lexi: it burns. It burns!!!
Gah… someone I don’t know, know’s me. But since you’re a friend of someone I know I’m fine with it. Trashbag? Ohhh, that plastic background thing for my site entry… nevermind….Yes, I can’t stand my mum sometimes.. And why haven’t you talked to me… you’ve bothered to remember all of that. lol
Sorry Ryan. I’ll keep my discussion to Elfman-related things from now on.
Yeah, I have a life, too…not much of one, but a very small social life, nevertheless. Yup, we’re all busy people. Gotta go do something productive now…
yes.. I’d be scared too if someone I didn’t know started telling me about myself. somehow I didn’t think of that when I started talking about you, miss kari jo.
I haven’t gotten an e-mail from sam in forever.. (august 21) so i probably have to find a new friend to talk about elfman and boingo and jthm and other stuff. blah. if school hadn’t started up again, i would have nothing to do but sit at this disscussion board.. which isn’t really productively entertaining (except of course tales of vampiric llamas on trampolines..) you must e-mail me, k j. it’s either you or andrea, and SHE calls the eighties the sexy elf years. ::shiver::
okay, kj shall respond to me via e-mail, so now we must talk about the elvin creatures.. well, on warcraft 3 they have a lot more different kinds of elves., nevermind. go on, erika! you started it, so I know it’s gonna be good! think of an elfman topic!
lexi: I only take charge when no one else will, unless I plan to overthrow P.O.D. fans.
L – Um…what exactly did I start? I’m confused…but I just finished about 2 pots of coffee, so that could be why…
Hey, you may be small, but I’ve got rhythm…
-E (who inwardly chuckled today, when her students asked, “Who’s the weird skeleton guy on your coffee cup?” In response, she played “Jack’s Lament,” along with “Helpless,” and then told ’em to take a wild guess…)
ooo Erika let me into her circle… she called me.. L…
you may have rhythm but so have I. I also have “an ear for music” “an aptitude for math” and “a ghetto booty” you know you can’t beat that!
:Eheeeeeeyy erkia! you can’t just come up with a question in your topic and start going off into your mystery girl world of vamps, tramps, and llamas gettin’ cramps. [uh.. okaaaaaay..] I have a little voice in my head that’s like every annoying TRL child i’ve ever known. The only phrase I ever took from her is “uh.. what?” oh and “tosser” but that is only during british emergencies. call somone a wanker and they’ll just laugh at you, but call them a tosser and they’ll never know what hit ’em!
but anyway, I think he would not only be viewed differently, he would also be a different person. though I’d prefer to hear, “straight black hair” over “curly red afro” that’s just what makes me a child born too late. had I gotten used to the hairstyle BEFORE seeing it in red, maybe it would be all right, but erika’s favorite years are still my least. (that would be ’86-91. five whole elfroin’ years!) but it isn’t just the afro. people responding to his hair is what made him become the thing (accent on thing) he is today. then of course my theory of redheads, that most of them are meanies. I knew one red head named ryan who was just as nice as can be.. red hair, green eyes,left handed, german jew, wants to own a casino.. i only knew him for one day and he was so open and nice that I could write a book with everything he told me about hisself!
but I’m finished now.
lexi: unlike the rest of ya’ll, I don’t stop myself from rambling.
To get back to the original delcaration — where did everyone go?
Well, this happens to me a lot.
I loose interest in the people at the board, and, more importantly, the topic. Or maybe there just HAPPENS to be some discussion board out there that has my FULL attention at the time.
I don’t know if anyone ever notices, but I’ll disappear for a few days. Then I’ll come back here for a long time. This is mostly due to the fact that when I’m here, I’m no where else. And then I have some posting to catch up on somewhere else. Then, I have a lot to do there… and then I have a lot to catch up on here, and SO ON.
But that’s just me.
By the way,
I’ve often been called
“The Queen of the Message Boards.”
‘Cos I’ve been to almost all of ’em-Em
“Pffft. Tell ‘im ‘e’s DREAMIN’.” -The CastleI’m not overly fond of technology, so I pretty much limit myself to typing and printing compositions on my computer.
That, and I have more than one personality–so sometimes I may show up every day, and sometimes I’ll go a couple of weeks without even looking on the net–it all depends on who’s in charge at the time, and whether or not I’ve been properly medicated.
Technology is great…
The best thing in the world is Air Conditioning!
I wish I lived up North where the AC is natural though.Without technology, the only way to hear an Elfman score would to book tickets to a live concert. Or If your you could just do with playing a piano reduction yourself – I, on the other hand, prefer my CDs that are always handy, and sit pretty on my shelfs.
Natroc of the Stone Men chanting “AC! AC! AC! AC!…”
Dude, with the humidity here (hey, something our lovely states share in common, right?!) it gets up to around 110 degrees Fahrenheit in the heat index. It blows, because I can’t afford air conditioning, so I sweat, grumble and have my 4 fans going continuously from mid-May – late August…one for each corner of my “room” – ha! I share your “no-AC” pain…best of luck! If worse comes to worse, you COULD always take a bath in a tubful of ice-cubes
(Don’t laugh, I did that once this summer…it was horrific, yet stangely fun).But AUTUMN, man, you can’t beat that! No humidity, no mosquitoes-as-big-as-your-Aunt-Frieda, and it’s HALLOWEEN season!!! I’m so gosh-darned happy that in less than a MONTH I get to go through corn mazes and pumpkin patches and lie outside in the grass on crisp, moonlit October nights listening to the last of the cicadas, and play with my dog outside without fear that she’ll get carried away by large swarms of gnats (yeah, gNat, don’t try to steal my dog…I taught her how to bite *grins – just kidding*), and listen to “This is Halloween” over and over again in my classroom, and for once my students won’t think I”m a freakin’ meathead.
*Sigh*, I LOVE Halloween, and October in general! And while I’m lying outside in the grass on those achingly beautiful, moonlit October nights, listening to the last of the cicadas and looking up at the stars in the dome of humanity’s forgotten dreams, I”ll be thinking, “this is it. This is all I want.” I’ll pet my dog while reading some Samuel Taylor Coleridge, and maybe even Wordsworth, listen to track 3 of Black Beauty, and then – oh yes, only then – will I be able to die absolutely enthralled with this amalgamation of human emotions called “life.”
-E (yeah, I get all weepy, creepy and sentimental in late September/early October)
L – yeah, I didn’t know I had a “circle,” but if you want to be in it, then sure, why not? (But really, why anybody would want to be in my “circle,” I have no clue…)
-E (I got this first-initial signature from an old English prof of mine – the hippest cat around. Now, he’s busy procreating with his wife, so we don’t talk much anymore)
Cicadas are the coolest man. I’ve really wanted to include a sample of their incessant chirping into one of my pieces, but have never got around to it – although I have written a piece about Kudzu. I used to pick cicada shells off of tress and put them in a bucket when I was younger. And even today, when I see one, I will pick it up and study it, because they are very “alien” looking in the larval stage.
I love fall and winter here in Mississippi, but I want to live in a place where it is like that all year round (outside of getting a winter and summer home). I don’t mind the cold. I like the old question: would you rather be too hot or too cold? I would always pick too cold, because there is always something satisfying to me about bundling up in a bed and still shivering.
Nat who wants to see “poked to death by a giant icicle.” in his obituary.
Yeah, I also love to crawl under about 50 blankets on cold winter nights and watch the snow fall outside (and hope for school to be cancelled; I’m still a kid at heart)! (And listening to Edward simultaneously adds a nice touch…). There’s something so…comforting…about doing that. It’s so nice and cozy, and reminds me of when I was a little kid: my grandmother used to wrap me up in blankets and light a fire in the fireplace…we’d sit around and drink hot chocolate and eat homemade cinnamon rolls, while she told me stories about my grandfather (but, just to add a bit of a macabre touch to the anecdote: this is *also* the granny who owns the mortuary *grins*). I don’t know that I’d *rather* be too cold, but I suppose you can always put more clothes on, as opposed to the fact that there’s only so much you can take off (decent or otherwise). However, I will agree that I’d also like to live someplace where the climate is permanentely (sp?) autumnal…that would be really nice!
-Erika (who is finally going to bed now)
When you live in Florida, crawling in the grass ain’t so nice. And not just because of dog poo (which is found anywhere, anyway) but because of almost everything else…
By mention one word, the word I’m about to mention right NOW — I could radically change the topic of the post.
This happened on the Tim Burton collective…
Should I do it or no…
*big decision here*
OK, here’s the word:Cockroach.
Oh!
PS read my siggie. It’s incredibly hilarious.-Em
“Ford Prefect never really understood why humans kept stating and repeating the very very obvious. Like in, ‘it’s a nice day out,’ ‘you’re very tall,’ or ‘Oh dear, you seem to have fallen down a thirty foot well, are you all right?'”
-Douglas Adams, “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy”“Cockroach,” eh? Sounds so…enticing. We have lots of ants up here. Bringing this back to Elfman-related material, I really like the “buzzing” noise in “Insects.” Heck, I just like that song in general.
-E (who IS human, and also likes to state and repeat the very, very obvious. Like in, “I’m a freak and inwardly chuckle when the head of the English department wears her orange, sequined shirt every Friday.”)
Erika, I thought you were going to bring up Danny’s music for the ant farm in Pee-Wee’s Playhouse, but “Insects” is a great song (and it reminds me of the original Fly movie).
Nat who remembers that his late Grandmother used to call fire ants, piss-ants (I just loved that).
“help me”
Oh! I’d forgotten about the ant farm cue…thanks for reminding me! “The Fly” is another great movie, although it marked the starting point of my fear of horseflies. (I’m not kidding, I watched that movie when I was 5, and from then on, my biggest fear has been horseflies, and any kind of fly larger than the usual garden-variety we have here in NE…silly, I know…I can handle any other kind of insect, but flying ones that vomit wherever they land…*shudder*)
-E (who is feeling a bit creepy-crawley after talking about horseflies…but who is also starting to really appreciate “Dark at the End of the Tunnel” – I’ve been listening to “Is This,” “Try to Believe,” “When the Lights Go Out” and “Skin” all day)
Hey–I can’t live without air conditioning–I hate summer and spring. In fact, the only thing I hate more than hot weather, are children and infants. (Plus, I’ve got curly hair that aggtravates the living @!#$ out of me, so that’s yet another reason to hate humidity–if I were 500 pounds and had straight hair, I think I would be happy)!
But anyways, when it comes down to computers and printers–we don’t get along so well. For example, I now have the first printer I have ever owned that is not possessed by Satan. And, I’m pretty sure my computer could do a hell of a lot more than what I do with it–because, God help, I ain’t too bright!
And of course I realize that I’m now more than a few conversations away from everyone else, which only tends to re-iterate the not quite right theory….but I am gonna say you can’t beat Halloween–it’s the one time of the year when it’s legal to scare children!
As for the more recent conversations, my bad-ass 10 pound pup likes to corner and snarl at ants in the kitchen like they’re some kind of mortal threat. And I found those clicking/blinking ultra-sonic things you stick in the wall to get rid of insects work quite well–just in case you don’t have a ferocious dog.
Here is an idea. Since we all want to see Danny get more recognition, we should all have better conversations on the subject, and spread the word more. I have an idea, and although most will probably not like it, here it is. Why don’t we start a really nice internet based fan-club for him (Danny, not Boingo, just Danny). I know there is probably a whole bunch, but we might be able to make a big splash if we all pitch in for a new one.
Here is what I can do: Set up chat-rooms and make a website. I thought about doing this anyway but I will need more people involved if this is going to work. Then we will not lose any members. The question is, how many of you are willing to pitch in some time to this? If you think this is bogas, just say so on here, and I will forget all about it, but if you think it is a good thing, I say we do it.Knight (The Danny-fan with a Plan)
P.S. The website will NOT contain anything that has not been verified by Danny, as I know he hates having to defend himself. (No I am not saying I will ask him about everything (because I don’t know him, but I will make sure that none of the info is hear-say, I will post a new thread with my e-mail if you think it is a good idea.)
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