Yes, that seems to be the trend. Giant moved production to Taiwan and Gary Fisher/Trek has moved the cheaper bikes to produce in China. Where is the craftsmanship going. That is good with the authors, Doilie, I cannot remember half of them and can hardly find the rest. Gee, I miss you when you are in the field with the goats and little lambs.

Uta Hagen...we followed her book.........you actually trained with her? No way...she is what like 80 these days?....Anyway...lolipop I can't believe you still haven't figured out my identity...oh well...I left a shit load of clues....I must admit I had a lot of fun at your expense, soory mullretard.......haaaahaaaaaaa

I think for a assembly line bike company you couldn't go far wrong with Raleigh. They have, incidentally, just moved their operations from Nottingham, to the far east. Bejesus knows where. all those slanty eyed buggers look the same to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my good christ!!!!!!!!!!! and also spaek zzzzzzhatsits***((()_(_()((_@@@@@@@:@:@LLL:LL::IHJHK:@~:~@ Also, Quarton don't listen either poet, or nowits. Dash sorry, birthmark, oh no almost blew you. no, no blew your cover. YOU must read Birthmarks usual recommendations: Barbara, C: 1976. Tccl Binding, London. Gaskell, J: 1985. Hodder & Stoughton, London Jilly C: 2002. Bantam Press, London. I forget the titles but any search will find the relevant infomation

Are you in you late teens or early 20s, because you sincerely argue like it, and I do not mean that as a bad thing. The fact that you are concerned about a numerical score on your poem is shallow. Sorry, but any way you look at it, it is rather irrelevant and the fact that you keep going back to it will not exculpate you from the labeling. And the fact that you continue to carry on this discussion in relation to the score and the poem is like beating a dead horse, which your poem would greatly object too. Whether it was penned for the general reader or not does not change the fact that the focus, while benign, still borders on propaganda, which takes away from the images, which are generic. And a calf is also a baby cow is it not. I shall read some of your other work at some time, but at this point the focus is on this poem. If this is an issue you believe in strongly read the books I recommended. I could also list numerous non-fiction exposes that are well researched and quite gripping, but I am sure you have found those at the library or at the local bookseller.

oh great. Thanks!. 0010010 Yeah that works much much better. Care for some afterschool ringsting?

speaking of uta hagen, we both trained under her. get it now?

you're forgetting billy bob too, but 'dog star', and 'dennis quaid' and the sharks aren't bad compared to the others.

exactly.

Hello...it's so nice of you to join us this evening for an enchanted night starring you, me, horus8 and his 100 personnas...hahaaaaa Anyway, Jared Leto got his break in a pre-teen drama called My So Called Life in the mid 1990s....good looking guy...that's about it....I wrote a lovely poem for you...

Pardon my ignorance once again, but who is Jared Leto?

Jared Leto, Dennis Quaid, Bruce Willis, Keanu Reeves......they all have one thing in common they are all in bands that suck....come on...why the hell would we want to listen to Mr. Leto's music????.....he's only visually stimulating much like yourself lolipop.

Does your wood really have corn and browne bits upon it? Why my dear fellow one could almost surmise that you own an home of sexual. Are you indeed an homeowner?

thanks..re-edits work better months later..check out 30seconds to mars website..jared letos band, has nothing to do with this poem. i just wanted to share my confusion at current pop bullshit with someone else...if you can figure it all out let me know? life is strange, and i am at a loss to say what's worthwhile intelectualy speaking these days..i fucking give up. i quit. i live in a world of show and tell, and my item is pretentious apocalyptic poetry. can i borrow a role of toilet paper? this is going to take a while. lol..

Let's see now. Am I that shallow?....mooing like a trapped baby cow (for your info, it is called a calf)....generic thinking rather than well rounded thinking (of course, you mean thinking as you do)....more insight and making me less shallow (again, you mean as you think and interpret the world, it being obvious that you consider yourself a deep thinker)....and to all of the above, you have no clue as to how I think beyond one poem that I purposely wrote to appeal to the average reader and not to one as brilliant as yourself. Why not read a few of my other poems before passing judgment on myself personally. That would give your opinions some much needed credibility.

I agree with nentwined...I think you should rewrite the first stanza and completely eliminate the second one... I've never had quiemada...what does it taste like?....tang mixed up with jolt....ahhhhh...no, thank you Sir Monson.