30.3.08 | An April Sunday

It's not quite April... Many famous people have died this past week or two, but i miss someone i knew for a long time. They died today. So this is for them.

An April Sunday brings the snow
Making the blossom on the plum trees green,
Not white. An hour or two, and it will go.
Strange that i spend that hour moving between

Cupboard and cupboard, shifting the store
Of jam you made of fruit from these same trees:
Five loads- a hundred pounds or more-
More than enough for all next summer's teas.

Which now you will not sit and eat.
Behind the glass, underneath the cellophane,
remains your final summer- sweet
And meaningless, and not to come again.


Goodbye Fred. Safe journeys.



  10:05 am :. Blogger Ginger Doll hollered thusly:

it's been quite a season. Let's hope spring brings us some happiness


  4:22 am :. Blogger LiVEwiRe hollered thusly:

A very special remembrance for someone who obviously mean so much to you.

  10:29 am :. Blogger {illyria} hollered thusly:

i am falling in love with those verses. beautiful tribute, needless to say.

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Lately, i have been looking through the junk in my gmail folder... in some bemusement. The title of this post was my favourite header of one of the 180 i received today.

Are there really so many gullible desperate men (yup, it must be men) in the world? Blameh!

Here's some of the many emails i have received... links not included unless yr REALLY desperate bloke persons, in which case you can email me for the details and a technique that will really( yes really) increase the size of your (yes yours!) cock (that's right, your cock.) And all for a measly sum of 10,ooo golds!

"Millions of men use this
Here’s how to get an invitation card into her bedroom for a quickie."

Well if everyone else has been there, i'm not sure i want to as well. Damn, that's some stud/slut! (delete where appropriate)

"Re: don't forget this
Forget rocks and jewelry, give her what she REALLY wants – a massive rod and an incredible climax."

No pressure, then. Or could it be something about fishing? fishing can be pretty "exciting" for some people? Certainly, i get excited every time i think about eating fishies, so why not? (Damn, that salmon and rosemary i had in Giorgio's the other week was just awesome! And Sian, if you're reading this, then yes, i haven't forgotten your birthday. Or the meal out. I Been ill)

"I banged her till she bled
Special prices on this incredible medical breakthrough for manhood enlargement."

Yeah! Comes with hammer-attachment! Or why not just shoot the bitch and watch her bleed even more? Or maybe a good old knifing? Zomg! What wording! It's almost like reading a Shakespearian sonnet!

"Blow your load in Linday
Obtain guaranteed, permanent, hassle-free growth with our product."

now this is either something to do with dodgy stock-market betting, or it's more gun crime!!! Obviously.

"FDA approved Mens Enhancement supplement
Don’t disappoint her when she sees how small you are- fix that today."

how did they know?!? How?? I bet it was an ex!- Damn her!!

(on this one also, apparently his "rocking erection smitten her" blameh!)

"Incredible ass shaking
Mandy can’t keep her hands off me, now that I’ve gained more than 2 inches"

Does he/she mean two inches of ass? how much ass do you need for it to be incredible with the shaking? Would Parkinsons Disease help with that? Or hot-wiring it to the mains? Epilepsy development? I'd like to know these things, should i ever want this "incredible ass shaking" thing .

"Subject her to a punishing ride
Imagine taking a home video of her and she has multiple orgasms within just minutes."

When i used to drive i am pretty sure that i achieved this result with every passenger. I still recall, with a "certain" sentimental fondness, the shrieks and tear-stained moans and the moistened seats after the journeys. It must have been pretty intense for them as they used to be clutching tightly to the dashboard and other parts of the interior, knuckles whitening into a rigor-mortis like state and whimpering like small childs. And that was just the guys. Ah, if only i'd known that videoing it would have made me money...

"Get head every night
9 inches of massive manhood will always come in handy."

well... i could live with that. OMG! Wait!!! What if it's ME who has to give the head, dammit?! Waaaaaah!!!!

More as i find them...



  8:02 pm :. Blogger Ginger Doll hollered thusly:

'I banged her til she bled'...now that really is a turn on for a girl, ain't it. Spam's great for making you feel inadequate...mine mostly concerns losing weight which is just delightful.

Sometimes they combine weight loss and sex. Those marketeers really know how to hook ya.

  8:46 am :. Blogger {illyria} hollered thusly:

my mail always wants me to have a bigger bong. except that i don't have a bong, and nobody has offered me one, with free shipping. buggers.

seriously, i died laughing from this. and then i obviously got up again to comment.

  8:48 pm :. Blogger kitty hollered thusly:

holy crap I think I just pissed my pants!!

I'm jealous - my spam is nowhere near as amusing as yours :(

  4:58 pm :. Anonymous Anonymous hollered thusly:

I had something that intrigued me lately - an offer to stiffen my bones.
After spending rather a long time wondering why this might be necessary, I put my specs on and saw that the s in bones was supposed to be an r.
So I guess the whole new career in bone stiffening is out, then.

  5:17 pm :. Anonymous Anonymous hollered thusly:

From the Profile page

The Saturnyne doesn't have any testimonials yet.

So I guess all these adverts are a bit premature?

love from a passing well-wisher

  5:29 pm :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

Ehm... What testimonials? I don't see anything on my profile page about testimonials?



  5:07 am :. Anonymous Chastity hollered thusly:

Im not asking what sites you look on to get that sort of spam mail ;)

Want to trade for my 20 mails of 'You has won sumfink, srsly!'?

  6:39 am :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

I'm a good boy! I don't look at pornz! Well, not unless it has sodomy and fisting ofc!

plus goats! =P


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11.3.08 | Stereolab

The Saturnyne remembers many people. The living and the dead.

Today, this ones for you, Mary.

Stereolab! On The late night catastrophe show, The Word! Awful show, but fuck me- whoever blagged those bands onto that show was a fucking genius!

Though this world's essentially an absurd place to be living in
It doesn't call for total withdrawal

I've been told it's a fact of life
Men have to kill one another
Well I say there are still things worth fighting for

La Resistance!

Though this world's essentially an absurd place to be living in
It doesn't call for (bubble withdrawal)

It said human existence is pointless
As acts of rebellious solidarity
Can bring sense in this world

La Resistance!



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10.3.08 | cure time!


  3:27 am :. Blogger LiVEwiRe hollered thusly:

I effing love The Cure. I've wanted to steal Robert Smith for ages now. I never did as I was afraid he would mock me for applying my lipstick too neatly. ;)

Actually, I just found a bunch of old Cure postcards and such from my college days. Hoorah!

  10:38 am :. Blogger Ginger Doll hollered thusly:

Oh God! I remember those vids the first time around which ages me just a little! Robert Smith was my hero, though I did always think that Simon Gallup had the best arse. Actually, maybe it was a Simon thing I had at the time, I also had a massive crush on Simon Hinkler from the Mission. I looked up at that rangy leather clad frame from the front of the stage at the City Hall (being squashed a little for my pains) and knew love at the sight of his leather trews. Or maybe I just have a thing for fit men in leather trousers...

My brother bought me a pot plant for my eighteenth birthday (amongst more exciting items!) which I duly called Simon. It grew to epic proportions and only died about a year ago at the grand old age of sixteen. Ah memories...

  8:27 pm :. Anonymous Anonymous hollered thusly:

"Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe his name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only boy I loved
And drowned him deep inside of me"


~ Janine x

  7:59 pm :. Blogger Ginger Doll hollered thusly:

Janine, that's possibly the greatest Cure song ever..

'Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face and kissed her head
And dreamed of all the different ways I had to make her glow
"Why are you so far away?" she said
"Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you
That I'm in love with you" '

Although I am rather partial to Pictures of You when I really wish to become miserable!

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1.3.08 | New Blog Creation

I have decided to create a more private blog for thoughts that i would only want to share with my fellow bloggers.

(Yeah, that could include you Carl, if you renounce your heresy of not liking Daniel Johnston, bwahahaha

This doesn't mean that Da Lounge is gonna be destroyed... just that some thoughts are more for my online friends than family or people i know irl. So y'all can rest easy on that one.

Please feel free ask for access by emailing me at the hotmail address now shown on my profile page, or looking me up via my yahoo messenger name (which also handily happens to be in the same place. How handy!)

And now more song stuff



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