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Harold Arlen (person)

2003-02-13T19:56:00Z

(1905-1986)

The famous Broadway songwriter Harold Arlen was born Chaim Arluck. Arlen derived his stage name from a combination of his mother's and father's surnames (Cantor Arluck and Celia Orlin). Arlen started his professional career as a pianist during the 1920s.

A partial list of Arlen's credits include :

Stormy Weather
Get Happy
The Man that Got Away
World on a String
Let's Fall in Love
Anywhere I Hang My Hat is Home
For Every Man There's a Woman
Big Time Coming
I've Got a Right to Sing the Blues
Accentchuate the Positive
Come Rain or Come Shine
Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
One for My Baby (and One More for the Road)
Paper Moon
That Old Black Magic

The song Somewhere Over the Rainbow, which was part of Arlen's outstanding score for the movie The Wizard of Oz, won an Academy Award for Best Song and Blues in the Night, from the movie of the same name, was nominated in the same category.

No I will not fix your computer (idea)

2002-11-18T05:24:25Z

"Download" is not a universal verb.

You didn't "download" IT
You may have "saved" the file
You may have "opened" the file
You may have accidentally done something right and "uploaded" the file...
"Sent"
in which case I will soon be waiting 20 minutes for my IMPORTANT eMail while I'm forced to DOWNLOAD your fucking chain letter full of poorly animated cherubs and corrupted .wav files of Wind Beneath My Wings
But you can not use "download" as a synonym for "it's finished, now what do I click on?"

You best not ask me to fix your computer

And you can not ask me, "Where did it download to?"
Well, you CAN ask me these things
but it will do you no good,
like buying the MSN package from Best Buy did you no good

because I will not fix your computer

I have many duties as "the cripple"
…

September 16, 2002 (place)

2002-09-18T23:07:30Z

i saw...
Her drive away again without asking if i want to go
red
the long road
a fat woman yell at her son to put something down
myself yelling "put down mommy's chicken" in my younger days
a crack pipe
an apartment for rent that had wheelchair access
the wisdom of a bus pass
an unopened bottle of vanilla coke
my front tire "trip" on an unopened bottle of vanilla coke
a close-up view of a telephone poll
that 3 months ago She said She would buy me a vanilla coke when she went shopping
my stupidity
an unharmed bottle of vanilla coke, bastid!
a concerned biker
a bus station
an old asian whore in a black dress sitting on a bucket of bleach
the old asian whore's pack of cigarettes waving to me
where the old asian whore's hands have been
the limit of my addiction
that even in highland i am mistaken for a gang member
a branch of a pepper tree smack…

Letters I've written, never meaning to send (idea)

2002-08-20T04:23:24Z

I sifted through your dice wondering how many more times your wit would leave me with nothing more to offer then a dumb nod for harmony's sake.
And I loved you.

I ask so much of you. You try to express your thoughts to me, but I offer no such weakness in return.
So if "intense" is already the preferred pronunciation of my name, then I may as well confide this...

Your voice sanctifies.

The slow kiss you placed on my cheek... It alone made such feelings pass through me that I longed more than anything to be rid of the knowledge that my lips weren't worthy to be touching yours; so sweet and articulate in the silence.

Your touch puts me so at ease and heals me in such a way that I feel I am violating you if I don't pull away; for you give more to me than you know, or surely could mean to.

You see, I've lied to you again. I do know very well how I feel.
…

They Flee From Me (idea)

2002-08-12T20:53:47Z

They flee from me, that somtime did me seke
With naked fote stalkyng within my chamber.
Once haue I seen them gentle, tame, and meke,
That now are wild, and do not once remember
That sometyme they haue put them selues in danger,
To take bread at my hand, and now they range,
Busily sekyng in continuall change.

Thanked be fortune, it hath bene otherwise
Twenty tymes better: but once especiall,
In thinne aray, after a pleasant gyse,
When her loose gowne did from her shoulders fall,
And she me caught in her armes long and small,
And therwithall, so swetely did me kysse,
And softly sayd: deare hart, how like you this?

It was no dreame: for I lay broade awakyng.
But all is turnde now through my gentlenesse.
Into a bitter fashion of forsakyng:
And…

AVN (thing)

2002-07-14T04:57:39Z

AVN (Adult Video News) is a monthly magazine targeted at adult industry retailers by announcing and reviewing future adult video releases, novelties, and websites. They interview top stars in the adult field and follow trends, products and new technologies. AVN also provides its readers news on legal issues important to the adult industry.