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The shuttle undocking from the international space station.  The Sun.

Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.
by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Tue Sep 19th, 2006 at 07:44:15 PM EST
(Okay, here's my joke.)

Two pieces of string are standing near the bar in a pub.  The first piece of string is lovely and slender, all threads in place, a kink in her.  The second piece of string is large and raggedy.

"Go on," says the she-string.  "Ask for a drink."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Look at me!  I'm a mess!"

"Don't worry.  I swear, you'll get served.  Go on.  Then we'll have drinks.  I can't do it.  I'm too obvious...no, no, I mean I would be able to get us drinks.  Go on."

She reaches out a slender tentacle and grips an elegant handful of his scruffy threads.

"Okay," he says, and heads to the bar.

"Whatcha want?" says the barman.

"A pint of cider, a shot of that whisky there," he points a few raggedy threads, "a tia maria, and a shot of that rum."

"Hey," says the barman, "are you a piece of string?"

"No, I''m afraid not."

Peace and pleasure


Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.

by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Tue Sep 19th, 2006 at 07:49:50 PM EST
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A fantastic picture!

Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.
by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Wed Sep 20th, 2006 at 10:09:11 AM EST
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