Nathan Tyree: More on being a geek

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Vicki Lawrence sang "The Night the Lights went outr in Georgia." Ms Lawrence was famous for her role on the Carol Burnette Show and later for playing Mamma on the sitcom Mamma's Family. But that's not important.

If memory serves Jeanie C. Reilly sang "Harper Valley PTA." That song later inspired a TeeVee movie starring Barbara Eden (like the garden) of I dream of Jeanie fame (Jeannie Reilly and the Genie in the bottle).

I dream of Genie also starred Larry Hagman who would later play J.R. Ewing on Dallas. We all remember when everyone was wondering just who did shoot J.R.

J.R.'s little brother Bobby (who also got shot) was played by Patrick Duffy. Later he would star in Step by Step with Suzanne Sommers of Three's Company fame. Step by step, for those that don't remember, was basically the Brady Bunch Redux.

Before her gig obn Step by Step (but after her years on three's Company) Sommers starred in the short lived sitcom She's the Sheriff.

I need to get some sleep.

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Nathan Tyree: Christ, ya know it aint easy...

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I was shocked to read Fuzmeister's post titled: "The End." Shocked and perplexed. I was startled (and worried) to learn that I have apostles. I wonder if Fuzzy is thinking about crucifying me? But never mind.

I was stunned to hear that vent has been destroyed. I went looking for the ruins and rubble. I found Thr4ll posting about disc golf. Emajination posting about turmoil at work. Jestmeister posting about odd things on the internet. Brandon posting about his move3. Demannu asking for (and getting) feedback on some creative work he is doing. Where's the trouble, I thought. What's wrong with any of this?

So, maybe I had missed it. Maybe I missed the posts where things fell apart. I started rereading older posts. I found political discussions, people talking about their lives, people talking about their work, people posting songs. It all seemed okay.

So, I began looking directly at my interaction with Fuzzy. Here's what I found:

I joined and introduced myself. I posted a little craetive writing. I talked about my book (which I am rightly proud of). Fuzzy insulted me. I posted part of a story I was working on. i posted about my wife. I posted about a strange occurence at a wedding. I posted about my career. Through it all, Fuzzy berated and insulted me. I posted a political essay about society. I posted about my addiction to cigarettes. I posted about the things that I enjoy, and the things that I do. Fuzzy kept insulting me. He called me names and he demanded that I didn't belong. But...

I didn't strike back. I went along doing what I was doing and mostly ignored the fuzzball. He didn't like hearing about my success, so I stopped talking about my book. I did this even though he could simply have chosen not to read my posts. I acquiesced because i am a nice guy.

Then this. Fuzzy wants to take his toys and go home. Why?

A working hypothesis:
Some people here are talking about their accomplishments. They are discussing the things they do that make them proud and make them happy. Maybe fuzmeister can't handle other people having some level of success. If this is correct that makes him a bitter little person.

He accuses me and others of being assholes, but all along he has acted like an asshole and others have simply ignored him.

Brandon, it's your site. If you want me to go just say the word and I'm gone. But don't let fuzmeister push you (or anyone else) around. You've accomplished something here. Be proud of it. Expect others to be proud for you.

That is all.

Mood: perplexed

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Nathan Tyree: Journal of Modern Post

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I just found out that I'm going to be published in The Journal of Modern Post

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Nathan Tyree: Serious Stuff

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So kids,

I'm starting a literary magazine. It's going to be called Prairie Dog 13. We're looking for short stories of up to 4000 words. We also need Poetry and critical articles.

This is a no pay type situation.

Anyone interested please e-mail me at:
nathanctyree@yahoo.com

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Nathan Tyree: The Revolution will not be televised

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You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials,
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie May
pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,
or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32
or report from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.
There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the proper occasion.

Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and
women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock
news and no pictures of hairy armed women
liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be right back after a message
about a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.

The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;

The revolution will be live.

-Gil Scott-Herron


The Revolution

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