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Remembered Today:

Ma! He's blethering again...

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Tumbling tumbleweeds...


Jim Clay

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... or a sea of treacle?

That was fun! The Chat Lobby, I mean (later - much, much later - the Chat Room).

That nice Mr A joined me in the treacle and tried to conduct a conversation. Some chance! And that nice Mr B also popped in - apparently - I'd given up all hope and departed that place long before his presence became known to me.

It worked (or, rather, didn't) something like this:

1. Press Live Chat button

2. Wait for, ooh, some hours (or so it felt) while the loading message and progress (pah!) bar occupied the Chat box.

3. The Great War has run its course by the time something almost akin to the Chat Box finally appears. Welcome to the Chat Lobby it says. Nowhere to go, nothing to do, so I go and do the laundry, feed the cats, examine the drying paint on the scullery door - anything to avoid the living death that is the Chat Lobby.

4. Blimey! Suddenly, on a Well, why not? visit to the computer, I notice that Jim Clay is now in the Chat Room. Hallelujah!

5. Type a message and Send it. Cannot see what I've typed - the input bar remains sullenly grey, and nothing appears on the Chat Room screen.

5. At some point a Pal (thankee kindly, Mr A) enters the Chat Room and sends a warm and helpful message (Hi Jim I think it said). Still no sign of my message to myself.

6. Some minutes paint-drying time later my message appears - Hmm, typing wasn't too bad. In the meantime a response to Mr A's greeting has been composed, typed and sent. And is now hovering somewhere in the ether between my PC and the Chat Room screen.

7. Another message from Mr A has arrived - in response to what, I wonder. Another response is sent - into the ether; it will appear on the input bar sometime later in the day, and on the Chat Room screen much later than that.

8. Mr A gives up, Mr C gives up, Mr B turns up.

Doncha just love it when service providers (not that nice Mr Baker, I hasten to add :o ) ignore the golden rule: If it ain't broke, leave it the **** alone.

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Have you tried installing the java thingy which appears at the bottom of the screen, Jim I had the same problem after the switch until I reinstalled the new version.

Marina

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Yep, done that, Marina. Couldn't get in at all beforehand, and I now wonder which situation is worse!! :o

Cheers,

Jim

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Tumbleweeds....that's me, that is!

There's me again, wading through the slurry to try to communicate with dear old Mr C.

I'm immortalised, I am. Oh yes! I've never been in a blog before....what happens now?

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....what happens now?

Just looked in on my way to examine the paint on the scullery door. Nice to see you, Mr A.

As to what happens now, well, it all depends. Innit.

There goes that bloomin' bundle of vegetation again! Bloomin' tumbleweeds :( - life gets teejus, don't it....

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Hoagy!

There is a school which I visit once a week. Many years ago it had a headmaster who was considered by staff, pupils and parents to be an ogre. I found his soft spot - I used to sit at the piano and play 'I Get Along Without You Very Well' or 'Old Rockin Chair's Got Me' and he would be there, dabbing a tear from his eye and loving every note. What a softie!

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Hoagy!

No Sir! 'Twas Carson Robison (sic) who drawled that song about the futility of effort - were you thinking of Mr Carmichael's "Lazybones", perhaps? Mind you, I've always loved Hoagy's "Rockin' Chair", especially in Louis Armstrong's version....

Jim

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Another illusion shattered!! Where will it all end?

I was thinking of 'Life Gets Teejus' as sung by Hoagland on an old 78rpm record which I play on my wind-up portable. I had assumed that he wrote it too.

Well, as Hoagy did say: "That old music master simply sat there amazed!"

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For heaven's sake, this gets worse and worse! I've just had my better half scrabbling about under the stairs where the old 78s are kept and, stap me vitals, it isn't Hoagy singing at all!!!!!

It is an incredibly weary Peter Lind Hayes with a backing of the Stardusters.

This particular music master is just sitting here 'a-dazed'.

I must blow the dust off and see what other gems we've got. (Apart from Clara Butt singing 'Land of Hope and Glory' - she passes puberty half-way through!!)

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Durn! It's hot in here - and quiet...

I remember well Slim Whitman's 1950s record of Tumbling Tumbleweeds - have a copy beside me on a 1980s CD compilation - but I did a bit of checking and found that this was a hit in 1934, and again in 1948, for Roy Rogers' group Sons of the Pioneers - Mrs A didn't find a copy of that one in her understairs rummaging did she?

Roy left the group to pursue a very successful career in Hollywood in 1937; the group continued to sing and record for many years afterwards. Among their hits were Cool Water - keep a-movin', Dan, don't you listen to him, Dan, he's the devil, not a man, and he spreads the burnin' sands with water.... - and Cigareets, Whuskey and Wild Wild Women - they'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane ... - but the title I like best was a 1945 hit Stars and Stripes on Iwo Jima.

Jim

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Talking of Slim Whitman - there was a very silly and very funny film, in the early '90s if my memory serves me right, called Mars Attacks. Ludicrous plot - sending up, maybe, the 'nice guy' aliens of Close Encounters ...; these aliens were green and baad! - and giving a cameo starring role to Tom Jones (as himself).

Any way ... some how it was discovered that the aliens were allergic to Slim Whitman's singing, and they were defeated by blasts of Slim singing Indian Love Call from the musical Rose Marie.

When I'm calling you-oo-oo-oo-oodle-ooo-oo

You will answer too-oo-oo-oodle-ooo-oo etc

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Rose Marie - one of my Mum's first records (after South Pacific).

Carousel, the Big Ben Banjo Band and The King & I soon followed.

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Writer's block is a terrible thing. Terrible I tells ye!

:lol:

A terrible thing, indeed - we're all doomed, doomed we be.

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