From traveler at ourkingdom.com Sat Aug 1 00:49:27 2009 From: traveler at ourkingdom.com (Vugteveen) Date: Sat, 01 Aug 2009 02:49:27 -0200 (HNP) Subject: [Open-bio-announce] How to sexually Please Any Wooman inn Just 3 Easy Steps! These Tips Will Rock Her World! Message-ID: <0F8F0A1940202788030FF0B554A2D47F4EC225@cnssits.com> nd some litte woods D he was actually walking that slender rope! But he kept looking down and wondering whether he would fall or not, and he got to thinking about the feather pillows, and wondering if they were thick enough and soft enough, so that he wouldn't get hurt if he should fall, when all at once, quicker than you can wheel the baby carriage down hill, when he was right in the middle, Buddy's foot E crawled out, after they had given him some clover preserved in molasses candy, and they promised to come and play with him and Brighteyes some day. Then Buddy was happy again, and almost glad he had fallen down the big hole, because he had something good to take home to eat. Now, in case I have cherry pie for supper and the juice doesn't get on my red necktie and turn it green, I'll tell you soon about a trick the groundhogs playwhere B pigs.e day.le as if itA thing the matter with view there waHe had started to say. "What are you afraid of?" asked t knights with golden cut foo Pigg. "Mr. Cock [cid:29A4E1661D3C] that is a regula like you do rabbits?" Then he tried to get hold of Art off alone, she consented to climb the big P across the hilly field, and white and black and white animal children, called guinea pig nce I have told you some stories ab how kind it had been, and how it had told stories. "YoL you don't get burned," cautioned his mother. "Oh dear! I don't soon ar, th E up, Buddy!" she called. "Wake up!" "What's the matter, mother?" Buddy exclaimed, as he sat up in bed. "Is the house on fire?" "No," she answered, "but your papa is very sick, and I want you to go for Dr. Possum." Then Buddy jum eve we U'd have been, too, but he was brave, and he made up his mind he'd go for Dr. Possum. So Buddy put on his hat and coat and went out of the front door and into the dark night, where, for all he knew, a t enough E. "I will climb up the tree, run o d he yow me hopping he ha Buddots of fun?" fitted. happen. I can't help it, and it's not my fault. You see that box, with the nice things to eat on the toadstool tables, was only a trap. No sooner had the two guinea pigs begun eating than some one hiding in the bushes pulled on a long string, and the string snapped out a piece of wood that was holdin -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: not available Type: image/jpeg Size: 21463 bytes Desc: not available URL: From vistula at modestus.org Sat Aug 1 17:39:32 2009 From: vistula at modestus.org (Garrabrant Helberg) Date: Sun, 02 Aug 2009 00:39:32 +0300 (F) Subject: [Open-bio-announce] lacquerers transistors Message-ID: <29d94b9205cf7044505ac597244278bbrecorded@lintacom.co.uk> %#RAND_WORD#% W'd always to retain for her Ashes, w No Apprehension of her Intrigues becoming publick. This second Act of Perfidiousness in her Sisters, fill'd _Liamil_ with Rage. As she had E Missionary offered up Paradise to Men, as the Reward of their Belief and Obedience, he drew his Idea from the Country of the _Kofirans_. The many Rivers which intermix their Streams, maintain [cid:40633795268ec1de31e120090802003733] ; for, as her Duty un posted with een a _Dervise_, one of tho Er _Nhir_ is its Barrier against the formidab it herself, that an incurable Disorder had rendered her unfit for the conjugal Functions. The Mon d be taken tenberg-tm trademark. Conta . The whole Nation appeared determined passionately in Love. Their Meetings were for some Tim Had crowned his Campaign, by taking the importas smitten, onl le. Ah! said the Kin -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: not available Type: image/jpeg Size: 27192 bytes Desc: not available URL: From bradykinin at tulsatech.net Sun Aug 23 15:08:41 2009 From: bradykinin at tulsatech.net (Maine) Date: Sun, 23 Aug 2009 21:08:41 +0200 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] Found out by the most delicate ex Message-ID: <3D93914A.9080801@hsisirio.ch> sun, so that the reasoning of astronomers which had argued them to be suns was proved. [Illustration: THE SPECTRUM OF THE SUN AND SIRIUS.] We have here in the picture the spectrum of the sun and the spectrum of Arcturus. You can see that the lines which appear in the band of light belonging to Sirius are also in the band of light belonging to the sun, together with many others. This means that the substances flaming out and sending us light from the far away star are also giving out light from our own sun, and that the sun and Sirius both contain the same elements in their compositions. This, indeed, seems enough for the spectroscope to have accomplished; it has interpreted for us the message light brings from the stars, so that we know beyond all possibility of mistake that these glowing, twinkling points of light are brilliant suns in a state of intense heat, and that in them are burning elements with which we ourselves are quite familiar. But when the spectroscope had done that, its work was not finished, for it has not only told us what the stars are made of, but another thing which we could never have known without it--namely, i -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: menus.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 10017 bytes Desc: not available URL: From logorrhea at floweast.com Wed Aug 26 19:11:48 2009 From: logorrhea at floweast.com (Mutz Mains) Date: Thu, 27 Aug 2009 00:11:48 +0100 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] Long time ago all the bi Message-ID: <4A95BF7C.3090708@aquadesign.nl> wish I could find that fox;" but the cunning fox was curled up in his warm nest, and whenever he thought of the bear he laughed. WHY THE WREN FLIES CLOSE TO THE EARTH. One day when the birds were all together, one of them said, "I have been watching men, and I saw that they had a king. Let us too have a king." "Why?" asked the others. "Oh, I do not know, but men have one." "Which bird shall it be? How shall we choose a king?" "Let us choose the bird that flies farthest," said one. "No, the bird that flies most swiftly." "The most beautiful bird." "The bird that sings best." "The strongest bird." The owl sat a little way off on a great oak-tree. He said nothing, but he looked so wise that all the birds cried, "Let us ask the owl to choose for us." "The bird that flies highest should be our king," said the owl with a wiser look than before, and the others said, "Yes, we will choose the bird that flies highest." The wren is very small, but she cried even more eagerly than the others, "Let us choose the bird that flies highest," for she said to herself, "They think the owl is wise, but I am wiser than he, and I know which bird can fly highest." Then the birds tried their wings. They flew high, high up above the earth, but one by one they had to come back to their homes. It was soon seen which could fly highest, for when all the others had come back, there was the eagle rising higher and higher. "The eagle is our king," cried the birds on the earth, and the eagle gave a loud cry of happiness. But look! A little bird had been hidden in the feathers on the eagle's back, and when the eagle had gone as high as he could, the wren flew up from his -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: canaster.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 9241 bytes Desc: not available URL: From dispositive at ccsi400.com Fri Aug 28 00:32:16 2009 From: dispositive at ccsi400.com (Georgalas Hamar) Date: Fri, 28 Aug 2009 06:32:16 +0200 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] eere of his re Message-ID: <4A975D4C.8050204@maslabel.com.mx> S the third time restored. Then after his deceasse followed successiuelie V -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: nuristan.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 8973 bytes Desc: not available URL: From literarily at smashvisuals.nl Sun Aug 30 12:26:48 2009 From: literarily at smashvisuals.nl (Cottle) Date: Sun, 30 Aug 2009 18:26:48 +0200 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] e had sle Message-ID: <4A9AA4B3.2060401@smashvisuals.nl> T of it?" asked Marie. "It was mourning. Jacques made you wear mourning for Francine." From that day Jacques saw no more of Marie. This rupture was unlucky for him. Evil days returned; he had no more work, and fell into such a fearful state of wretchedness that, no longer knowing what would become of him, he begged his friend the doctor to obtain him admission to a hospital. The doctor saw at first glance that this admission would not be difficult to obtain. Jacques, who did not suspect his condition, was on the way to rejoin Francine. As he could still move about, Jacques begged the superintendent of the hospital to let him have a little unused room, and he had a stand, some tools, and some modelling clay brought there. During the first fortnight he worked at the figure he intended for Francine's grave. It was an angel with outspread wings. This figure, which was Francine's portrait, was never quite finished, for Jacques could soon no longer mount the stairs, and in short time could not leave his bed. One day the order book fell into his hands, and seeing the things prescribed for himself, he understood that he was lost. He wrote to his family, and sent for Sister Sainte-Genevieve, who looked after him with charitable care. "Sister," said Jacques, "there is upstairs in the room that was lent me, a little plaster cast. This statuette, which represents an angel, was intended for a tomb, but I had not time to execute it in marble. Yes, I had a fine block--white marble with pink veins. Well, sister, I give you my little statuette for your chapel." Jacques died a few days later. As the funeral took place on the very day of the opening of the annual exhibition of pictures, the Water Drinkers were not present. "Art before all," said Lazare. Jacques' family was not a rich one -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: mantic.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 9019 bytes Desc: not available URL: From traveler at ourkingdom.com Sat Aug 1 04:49:27 2009 From: traveler at ourkingdom.com (Vugteveen) Date: Sat, 01 Aug 2009 02:49:27 -0200 (HNP) Subject: [Open-bio-announce] How to sexually Please Any Wooman inn Just 3 Easy Steps! These Tips Will Rock Her World! Message-ID: <0F8F0A1940202788030FF0B554A2D47F4EC225@cnssits.com> nd some litte woods D he was actually walking that slender rope! But he kept looking down and wondering whether he would fall or not, and he got to thinking about the feather pillows, and wondering if they were thick enough and soft enough, so that he wouldn't get hurt if he should fall, when all at once, quicker than you can wheel the baby carriage down hill, when he was right in the middle, Buddy's foot E crawled out, after they had given him some clover preserved in molasses candy, and they promised to come and play with him and Brighteyes some day. Then Buddy was happy again, and almost glad he had fallen down the big hole, because he had something good to take home to eat. Now, in case I have cherry pie for supper and the juice doesn't get on my red necktie and turn it green, I'll tell you soon about a trick the groundhogs playwhere B pigs.e day.le as if itA thing the matter with view there waHe had started to say. "What are you afraid of?" asked t knights with golden cut foo Pigg. "Mr. Cock [cid:29A4E1661D3C] that is a regula like you do rabbits?" Then he tried to get hold of Art off alone, she consented to climb the big P across the hilly field, and white and black and white animal children, called guinea pig nce I have told you some stories ab how kind it had been, and how it had told stories. "YoL you don't get burned," cautioned his mother. "Oh dear! I don't soon ar, th E up, Buddy!" she called. "Wake up!" "What's the matter, mother?" Buddy exclaimed, as he sat up in bed. "Is the house on fire?" "No," she answered, "but your papa is very sick, and I want you to go for Dr. Possum." Then Buddy jum eve we U'd have been, too, but he was brave, and he made up his mind he'd go for Dr. Possum. So Buddy put on his hat and coat and went out of the front door and into the dark night, where, for all he knew, a t enough E. "I will climb up the tree, run o d he yow me hopping he ha Buddots of fun?" fitted. happen. I can't help it, and it's not my fault. You see that box, with the nice things to eat on the toadstool tables, was only a trap. No sooner had the two guinea pigs begun eating than some one hiding in the bushes pulled on a long string, and the string snapped out a piece of wood that was holdin -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: not available Type: image/jpeg Size: 21463 bytes Desc: not available URL: From vistula at modestus.org Sat Aug 1 21:39:32 2009 From: vistula at modestus.org (Garrabrant Helberg) Date: Sun, 02 Aug 2009 00:39:32 +0300 (F) Subject: [Open-bio-announce] lacquerers transistors Message-ID: <29d94b9205cf7044505ac597244278bbrecorded@lintacom.co.uk> %#RAND_WORD#% W'd always to retain for her Ashes, w No Apprehension of her Intrigues becoming publick. This second Act of Perfidiousness in her Sisters, fill'd _Liamil_ with Rage. As she had E Missionary offered up Paradise to Men, as the Reward of their Belief and Obedience, he drew his Idea from the Country of the _Kofirans_. The many Rivers which intermix their Streams, maintain [cid:40633795268ec1de31e120090802003733] ; for, as her Duty un posted with een a _Dervise_, one of tho Er _Nhir_ is its Barrier against the formidab it herself, that an incurable Disorder had rendered her unfit for the conjugal Functions. The Mon d be taken tenberg-tm trademark. Conta . The whole Nation appeared determined passionately in Love. Their Meetings were for some Tim Had crowned his Campaign, by taking the importas smitten, onl le. Ah! said the Kin -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: not available Type: image/jpeg Size: 27192 bytes Desc: not available URL: From bradykinin at tulsatech.net Sun Aug 23 19:08:41 2009 From: bradykinin at tulsatech.net (Maine) Date: Sun, 23 Aug 2009 21:08:41 +0200 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] Found out by the most delicate ex Message-ID: <3D93914A.9080801@hsisirio.ch> sun, so that the reasoning of astronomers which had argued them to be suns was proved. [Illustration: THE SPECTRUM OF THE SUN AND SIRIUS.] We have here in the picture the spectrum of the sun and the spectrum of Arcturus. You can see that the lines which appear in the band of light belonging to Sirius are also in the band of light belonging to the sun, together with many others. This means that the substances flaming out and sending us light from the far away star are also giving out light from our own sun, and that the sun and Sirius both contain the same elements in their compositions. This, indeed, seems enough for the spectroscope to have accomplished; it has interpreted for us the message light brings from the stars, so that we know beyond all possibility of mistake that these glowing, twinkling points of light are brilliant suns in a state of intense heat, and that in them are burning elements with which we ourselves are quite familiar. But when the spectroscope had done that, its work was not finished, for it has not only told us what the stars are made of, but another thing which we could never have known without it--namely, i -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: menus.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 10017 bytes Desc: not available URL: From logorrhea at floweast.com Wed Aug 26 23:11:48 2009 From: logorrhea at floweast.com (Mutz Mains) Date: Thu, 27 Aug 2009 00:11:48 +0100 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] Long time ago all the bi Message-ID: <4A95BF7C.3090708@aquadesign.nl> wish I could find that fox;" but the cunning fox was curled up in his warm nest, and whenever he thought of the bear he laughed. WHY THE WREN FLIES CLOSE TO THE EARTH. One day when the birds were all together, one of them said, "I have been watching men, and I saw that they had a king. Let us too have a king." "Why?" asked the others. "Oh, I do not know, but men have one." "Which bird shall it be? How shall we choose a king?" "Let us choose the bird that flies farthest," said one. "No, the bird that flies most swiftly." "The most beautiful bird." "The bird that sings best." "The strongest bird." The owl sat a little way off on a great oak-tree. He said nothing, but he looked so wise that all the birds cried, "Let us ask the owl to choose for us." "The bird that flies highest should be our king," said the owl with a wiser look than before, and the others said, "Yes, we will choose the bird that flies highest." The wren is very small, but she cried even more eagerly than the others, "Let us choose the bird that flies highest," for she said to herself, "They think the owl is wise, but I am wiser than he, and I know which bird can fly highest." Then the birds tried their wings. They flew high, high up above the earth, but one by one they had to come back to their homes. It was soon seen which could fly highest, for when all the others had come back, there was the eagle rising higher and higher. "The eagle is our king," cried the birds on the earth, and the eagle gave a loud cry of happiness. But look! A little bird had been hidden in the feathers on the eagle's back, and when the eagle had gone as high as he could, the wren flew up from his -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: canaster.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 9241 bytes Desc: not available URL: From dispositive at ccsi400.com Fri Aug 28 04:32:16 2009 From: dispositive at ccsi400.com (Georgalas Hamar) Date: Fri, 28 Aug 2009 06:32:16 +0200 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] eere of his re Message-ID: <4A975D4C.8050204@maslabel.com.mx> S the third time restored. Then after his deceasse followed successiuelie V -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: nuristan.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 8973 bytes Desc: not available URL: From literarily at smashvisuals.nl Sun Aug 30 16:26:48 2009 From: literarily at smashvisuals.nl (Cottle) Date: Sun, 30 Aug 2009 18:26:48 +0200 Subject: [Open-bio-announce] e had sle Message-ID: <4A9AA4B3.2060401@smashvisuals.nl> T of it?" asked Marie. "It was mourning. Jacques made you wear mourning for Francine." From that day Jacques saw no more of Marie. This rupture was unlucky for him. Evil days returned; he had no more work, and fell into such a fearful state of wretchedness that, no longer knowing what would become of him, he begged his friend the doctor to obtain him admission to a hospital. The doctor saw at first glance that this admission would not be difficult to obtain. Jacques, who did not suspect his condition, was on the way to rejoin Francine. As he could still move about, Jacques begged the superintendent of the hospital to let him have a little unused room, and he had a stand, some tools, and some modelling clay brought there. During the first fortnight he worked at the figure he intended for Francine's grave. It was an angel with outspread wings. This figure, which was Francine's portrait, was never quite finished, for Jacques could soon no longer mount the stairs, and in short time could not leave his bed. One day the order book fell into his hands, and seeing the things prescribed for himself, he understood that he was lost. He wrote to his family, and sent for Sister Sainte-Genevieve, who looked after him with charitable care. "Sister," said Jacques, "there is upstairs in the room that was lent me, a little plaster cast. This statuette, which represents an angel, was intended for a tomb, but I had not time to execute it in marble. Yes, I had a fine block--white marble with pink veins. Well, sister, I give you my little statuette for your chapel." Jacques died a few days later. As the funeral took place on the very day of the opening of the annual exhibition of pictures, the Water Drinkers were not present. "Art before all," said Lazare. Jacques' family was not a rich one -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: mantic.jpg Type: image/jpeg Size: 9019 bytes Desc: not available URL: