July 30th 1999
For my editoral this week i want to talk about chat, and how we can all fall in love over a computer but how we can also feel pain and behind every monitor there is someone who has the ability to cry laugh and hurt. Its not just onesided. I've watched alot of things in chat be said and watched the party's who were involved be crushed. We do this outside of chat too when we hurt we want others to hurt just as bad as we are , but my question is does it help? Do you feel better in the end knowing you've just inflicted pain on someone that at one point you called that person a friend? Or if you fell in love with that person does it make it right? Or who gets the last jab in or the last painful words? All i ask is that my Roomies take a look and remember there is someone else on the otherside of that monitor who can feel pain . Not much of T's ramblings this week lol sorry.
Gizmo's thoughts. . .
O.k. that is right football fans and addicts, football
is right around the corner. To celebrate the BEST sport on earth, the tiki
started it's 1st annunal Tiki fantisy football league. To all those tikiers
that thought I was full of it guess what, you missed out. I think we ended
up with 5 or 7 tikiers in the league, pretty good for a 1st year deal.
Giz will be giving you the low down on who I crushed during the week as
I am sure a few other tikiers will too. I will be giving out a list of
the tikiers in the league soon so you all can LOL @ them when I wipe there
puny lil fantisy teams out of cyberville.
What else is going on in the world of Giz. Well for those
of you who have been whondering where Peaches is, she should be coming
back on real soon. Giz will save all that low down for peach to tell ya,
grinns.
That is bout it for this week. Was kinda busy getting
the football league up and going. But before I go. . .
TIKIER_OF_THE_NEW_MILLENIUM_GIZ
If your are reading this then let me tell you. More than likely you have seen this chatter in the tiki more than one time and I personaly know of several times that this great chatter has lightened my life in many ways. I know one thing, If I could I would nominate him and VOTE for him for chatter of the week. But as a "just ok" catter I feel I can't bring myself up to the task. I mean it takes a specail kind of chatter not only to nominate but also to VOTE!!! for TIKIER_OF_THE_NEW_MILLENIUM_GIZ and I just feel ike I don't have that "super chatter" quality needed. Do you?
Till next week.
Giz.....
Hippies words of wisdom
Well I couldn't figure out what I wanted to write about this week...so
much
has happened and yet I can't seem to get my brain around any one item.
I
guess the one that is in the front of my mind the most is that I don't
understand how someone can call you a friend, how you can be there
for them
time after time and listen to them cry, sometimes you even cry with
them and
then when push comes to shove and you need them to be there for you
they
turn their back. Or better yet, you think things are going smoothly
and then
the next thing you know someone has decided that your back strongly
resemble
the knife block on the kitchen cabinet and there fore slams a knife
in your
back, between your shoulder blades, right up to the hilt. Why is that?
I have always thought that friends were like rare gemstones...one of
the
most precious items in the world and a thing to be handled with great
care
and to be treasured and cherished.
Maybe I am alone in this way of thinking...I don't know. But I do know
that
over the last weeks all the knives that were in the kitchen at the
tiki have
disappeared and there are a number of us walking around with them in
our
backs.
Fortunately, I have friends that I know I can rely on and ones that
I know
are not going to stab me in the back. But still....I wonder...
why does it
happen in the first place. Is your life so pathetic and miserable that
you
have to make everyone else's life the same.
Well here's a solution of sorts for it....next time you open your mouth
to
participate in the game of he said she said follow these rules..
1. If you didn't hear it...don't say it.
2. If it's not true, don't repeat it
3. And if you don't know, don't talk.
And oh yeah, this one too...this one is the most important... if it's
not
any of your business keep your damn nose out of it.
People have enough problems dealing with each other without you adding
to
it.
Hugging Is
Hugging is healthy. It helps the immune system, cures
depression, reduces stress and induces sleep. It's
invigorating, rejuvenating and has no unpleasant side effects.
Hugging is nothing less than a miracle drug.
Hugging is all natural. It is
organic, naturally sweet, no
artificial ingredients, non-polluting, environmentally friendly and
100
percent wholesome.
Hugging is the ideal gift. Great
for any occasion, fun to give
and receive, shows you care, comes with its own wrapping and, of
course, fully returnable.
Hugging is practically perfect. No batteries to wear out,
inflation-proof, non-fattening, no monthly payments, theft-proof and
nontaxable. Hugging is an underutilized resource
with magical
powers. When we open our hearts and arms we encourage others
to do
the same.
Think of the people in your life. Are there any words you'd like to
say? Are there any hugs you want to share? Are you waiting and hoping
someone else will ask first?
Please don't wait! Initiate!
submitted by Blondie
note: hugs are the most essential part of your day..they help
you
function in a non-functioning world. Even though we cant actually hug
one another here, the thought behind those three little letters speaks
volumes to anothers soul. So the next time you see the need in someone,
take the time to type it out, so simple and small a word, yet so
powerful in its meaning conveyed to someone you care for.
H-U-G to you all :o) Blondie
ok here goes roomie of the week this week goes to Nyt hugs sis Congrats......
ok now next weel nominee's are White_raven_angel
and T ( me lol) and eggyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Jokes..........
Tiki Humor: A joke for the week
A man is walking around the streets of New York one day when he spies
an
old friend of his from college. "Boris!" he yells. "I haven't seen
you
in ages! How have you been?"
"Well," Boris replies. "I am the piccolo player for the International
Orchestra."
"Spectacular!" the man replies.
"It is not what you might think, my friend. We play for the king of
England, he loves the music. He says 'Fill the instruments with gold!'
and they fill the tuba with gold and they fill the trombone with gold,
and me with the goddamn piccolo.
"We play for the queen of France. She loves the music; she says 'Fill
the instruments with silver!' and they fill the tuba with silver and
they fill the trombone with silver, and me with the goddamn piccolo.
"Then we play for the czar of Russia. He hates the music; he say 'Shove
the instruments up their asses!' and the tuba doesn't fit and the
trombone doesn't fit. AND ME WITH THE GODDAMN PICCOLO!"
Hope you all Enjoy ........ Egg :o)
Also id like to add that gru will be answering questions about yahoo
or computers if anyone has any please email them in to the gazette , they
will be answered in next week's edition . And as for the Roomie of the
week feature it might not stay im not gettin very many votes or nominees
, and as always send anything in at [email protected] huggles all my roomies
till next time T