14 comments for “3rd Yr.LiveJournal Academic Assistants for Second Year… they have arrived!

  1. Anonymous
    May 10, 2007 at 9:09 am

    Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    You crack me up MG.

    After reading Volpone (where everyone is an animal and a symbol of something else) I am not sure what the “horse” analogy might mean? Mabye I should just celebrate the moment.

    I, a colt prancing with three lovely fillys in a field of wild flowers…

    Or I might be a learned beast and quote Dicken’s Hard Times with the wonderful words of Bitzer in Chapter 2:

    “‘Quadruped. Graminivorous. Forty teeth, namely twenty-four grinders, four eye-teeth, and twelve incisive. Sheds coat in the spring; in marshy countries, sheds hoofs, too. Hoofs hard, but requiring to be shod with iron. Age known by marks in mouth.'”

    The I think of the noble Boxer (Molly and Clover) in Orwell’s Animal Farm.
    “I will work harder.” is Boxer’s response to nearly all problems. I might guess you will send me a reply along the lines of “MG is always right.”

    Finally to rouse some childhood memories of watching terrible television on rainy days out in the countryside I sing to you:

    “A horse is a horse
    Of course, of course
    And this one will talk ’till his voice is hoarse
    You never heard of a talking horse?
    Well listen to this:
    “I am Mister ED!”

  2. Anonymous
    May 10, 2007 at 9:09 am

    Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    You crack me up MG.

    After reading Volpone (where everyone is an animal and a symbol of something else) I am not sure what the “horse” analogy might mean? Mabye I should just celebrate the moment.

    I, a colt prancing with three lovely fillys in a field of wild flowers…

    Or I might be a learned beast and quote Dicken’s Hard Times with the wonderful words of Bitzer in Chapter 2:

    “‘Quadruped. Graminivorous. Forty teeth, namely twenty-four grinders, four eye-teeth, and twelve incisive. Sheds coat in the spring; in marshy countries, sheds hoofs, too. Hoofs hard, but requiring to be shod with iron. Age known by marks in mouth.'”

    The I think of the noble Boxer (Molly and Clover) in Orwell’s Animal Farm.
    “I will work harder.” is Boxer’s response to nearly all problems. I might guess you will send me a reply along the lines of “MG is always right.”

    Finally to rouse some childhood memories of watching terrible television on rainy days out in the countryside I sing to you:

    “A horse is a horse
    Of course, of course
    And this one will talk ’till his voice is hoarse
    You never heard of a talking horse?
    Well listen to this:
    “I am Mister ED!”

  3. Anonymous
    May 10, 2007 at 9:09 am

    Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    You crack me up MG.

    After reading Volpone (where everyone is an animal and a symbol of something else) I am not sure what the “horse” analogy might mean? Mabye I should just celebrate the moment.

    I, a colt prancing with three lovely fillys in a field of wild flowers…

    Or I might be a learned beast and quote Dicken’s Hard Times with the wonderful words of Bitzer in Chapter 2:

    “‘Quadruped. Graminivorous. Forty teeth, namely twenty-four grinders, four eye-teeth, and twelve incisive. Sheds coat in the spring; in marshy countries, sheds hoofs, too. Hoofs hard, but requiring to be shod with iron. Age known by marks in mouth.'”

    The I think of the noble Boxer (Molly and Clover) in Orwell’s Animal Farm.
    “I will work harder.” is Boxer’s response to nearly all problems. I might guess you will send me a reply along the lines of “MG is always right.”

    Finally to rouse some childhood memories of watching terrible television on rainy days out in the countryside I sing to you:

    “A horse is a horse
    Of course, of course
    And this one will talk ’till his voice is hoarse
    You never heard of a talking horse?
    Well listen to this:
    “I am Mister ED!”

  4. Anonymous
    May 10, 2007 at 9:09 am

    Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    You crack me up MG.

    After reading Volpone (where everyone is an animal and a symbol of something else) I am not sure what the “horse” analogy might mean? Mabye I should just celebrate the moment.

    I, a colt prancing with three lovely fillys in a field of wild flowers…

    Or I might be a learned beast and quote Dicken’s Hard Times with the wonderful words of Bitzer in Chapter 2:

    “‘Quadruped. Graminivorous. Forty teeth, namely twenty-four grinders, four eye-teeth, and twelve incisive. Sheds coat in the spring; in marshy countries, sheds hoofs, too. Hoofs hard, but requiring to be shod with iron. Age known by marks in mouth.'”

    The I think of the noble Boxer (Molly and Clover) in Orwell’s Animal Farm.
    “I will work harder.” is Boxer’s response to nearly all problems. I might guess you will send me a reply along the lines of “MG is always right.”

    Finally to rouse some childhood memories of watching terrible television on rainy days out in the countryside I sing to you:

    “A horse is a horse
    Of course, of course
    And this one will talk ’till his voice is hoarse
    You never heard of a talking horse?
    Well listen to this:
    “I am Mister ED!”

  5. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

  6. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

  7. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

  8. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

  9. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

  10. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

  11. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

  12. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

  13. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

  14. May 10, 2007 at 11:11 am

    Re: Playing the Fool might see me ending up in the glue factory

    Oh David, please not the glue
    factory for you-
    you
    are
    one of the horses of instruction-
    not as wise as the Tygers of Wrath
    in Blake’s estimation but neverthless
    important
    to the growing Empire of LiveJournal
    (See Blake’s “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”)…
    and then of course we must not forget our Bard’s famous equestrian lines:

    A horse, a horse!
    my Kingdom for a horse-
    thus spake Shakespeare’s Richard III

    CATESBY:
    Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
    The king enacts more wonders than a man,
    Daring an opposite to every danger:
    His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
    Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
    Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

    KING RICHARD III:
    A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

    CATESBY:
    Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.

    So please do not send yourself to the Knackery yet (lovely word… Knackery!!)
    Thus wandereth the mind from horse to horse….
    MG

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