Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

yeah, probably. Where's D? I want her in on this. Doreen! Doreen! Doreen! Come join us... and add your age into oblivion! Doreen, if you can hea--- read this! Please, answer our call. Heh. Dramatic.

--k

28.

And I've been 28 now for 24 years.

It's a wonderful age, truly!

I've quite enjoyed it.

what do ya do if you were born on february 29th????????????

dunno. celebrate on the 38th, I guess. How old r you wireman? looks like were's at eh.. 200 or so, yeah? D! you came! You love me! you really do!

--k

I'm same age as doreen....we were spawned from the same
potomac watershed k......................

52 then, eh? Erm... so... I'm thinking we're at like 270 or summat. but there's more in the this cyber watering hole than that.... let's all dig 'em out!

--k

there's more than a few 52's round here....but i ain't blowin nobodies cover k.........

Darn. Foiled again. Where's Hest? Eh? And dear ST? I know mars is 20... a year behind me, but i don't want to count him if he won't play. *pouts*. Where's he been, even? And how bout my darling Mousey? Hers is an input I hold dear. See how many more ages we can add on to this thing!

--k

keep adding: 37

D! you came! You love me! you really do!

Oh yes I do! I truly DO!

I've been loving you for my entire 28 years. Er, 37 years. Or.... No wait! I just met you 4 years ago. Aw hell, I loved you before I was born, even!

How can you add up infinity?
How do you determine the agelessness of love?
Who keeps count when it's time to measure
eternal heart treasures?
Collectively, we amass years, add them,
multiply them, then swear we are mathemeticians!
We take lines and write them down,
break them into two lines, three, four,
more, then claim we are poets!
These are simple observations,
rhetorical questions.
Do not answer or you may find your
finite replies to be altered by misperception.
Age is merely an invention.
It is more important that we seek
retention and memory.
I forgot what I was going
to say next.

heh

Hey, I typeset a brochure for a company that claimed to have 210 years of experience. What they didn't tell you was that they had 210 employees and they'd been in business for one year.

lol

Count me in : 44

hey throw in another 52 for me.
If i sit around here long enough, i can add another 1/2 year.

j (what?52?yeah!)

quick! add my 60 before it changes!!

I was born one year before the war started. 12/07/40 So far I am the oldest one here.

stilltrucking et al


Explanation of vote
I think we are about 35,000 years old. We are the first artists and the most efficient killers who have walked this earth. Cro-Magnons

Prehistoric paintings don't have to be masterpieces to be moving; the mystery's the thing. Two hours southeast of Lascaux, a cave called Pech-Merle is open to the public, and it contains, among other things, a very nice pair of ponies. More striking than the animals themselves, however, are the half-dozen hands that surround them--negative handprints of the artists, outlined in black. What were they trying to say with those? What were Cro-Magnon painters ever trying to say? Maybe they were reaching through the cave wall to the spirit world beyond. But today; looking at the Pech-Merle handprints, one gets the spooky sense of people reaching out as they fall away into the chasm of time. One hears their voices calling, but can't make out the words

http://www.findarticles.com/p/articles/ ... 0#continue


The First Humans: Cro-Magnon Man

http://www.mikedust.com/history/cromagnon.html

Crap... we're totally skyrocketing now. We have to be like 400 at least. And there's more to come!!! Much more... hopefully. Please let there be more!!!

doreen peri wrote:Oh yes I do! I truly DO!

I've been loving you for my entire 28 years. Er, 37 years. Or.... No wait! I just met you 4 years ago. Aw hell, I loved you before I was born, even!

Marvelous... I am loved by the marvelous Doreen Peri, in all her word dancing grandeur. A-hem! LOL. D, has it really been 4 years since we met? That long since we moaned across the pages of litkicks... coming first to studio eight... I suppose... we've been here for more'n a year... and then litkicks... wow. You and I had a bond forged before the loins of our parents touched... the chemical sort that pulls one shining artist to another, so that when they meet, a light shines... words are spilled and people are enlightened. Yay D!

--k