Don't say it!

Don't say, type, or write the name of what I'm talking about!

It's a possible copyright infringement.

Remember the unfinished opus? DON'T say the name!

That unfinished opus was getting underway for finishing when I discovered that the name of the opus is already copyrighted!

I don't look good in handcuffs. What do I do? Do I go back to the thread (DON'T bring the thread back up into the current list!!) and delete it? I've got the story backed up on disk.

Can I go back to the thread (For the love of all that's holy, DON'T bring the thread back up into the current list!!) and just change the title?

What do I do???

(six weeks or so of school left)

-- helen (this_a_real_address@yahoo.com), October 31, 2003

Answers

thud

-- bump (bump@bump.bump), October 31, 2003.

Mike Mule is COPYWRITED???!!!!!

Don't worry, I'll come on visitation days, unless the fish are biting, that is.

-- Fraternizinig-with-criminal-minds-Lon (lgal@exp.net), October 31, 2003.

I'm no atty, but wouldn't think that this forum would constitute usurpation for a competing use for the purposes of copyright infringement. Non-competing venues. No commercial issue at this point. No intent to benefit from the other party's work (wasn't it a monster thing of some kind?). And no knowledge. In other words, no- harm-no-foul so far. Unless, of course, your running for office and pretty much claim authorship of a speech that turns out to have already been delivered by somebody else (wasn't that Joe Biden's deal?). It's not like "she" is an uncommon word or implies particular context or literary content. But maybe I'm wrong. Ask somebody else. Gerald Treece, a South Texas School of Law professor who does a TV Q&A show in Houston loves this kind of stuff. E-mail him at gtreece@stcl.edu. Don't panic, just work it out. And most of all, don't let the distraction mess up your thought processes for finishing the story if you haven't already.

This does bring up something I've wondered about, however. If by chance one of us puts something publishable on the site (and I've seen some stuff here that's at least as good as some I've seen published), the site and/or it's facilitators obtain no rights to it, do they? We who dip into poetry once in awhile have little to worry about as nobody much pays for poetry anyway, but the stories and plots, etc. may be another matter--subject to plagiarism by folks who make a living writing scripts (or comedy...Lon). I don't know. Anybody got a clue?

-- J (jsnider@hal-pc.org), October 31, 2003.

Oops. Sorry. I was still tinkering with the wording and clicked "submit" by mistake before review. So whoever's monitoring, bury this thread, too. I'll come see you (if your folks don't kill me in the parking lot before I get that far on visitation day). Do prisoners still do leather work? I could use a new belt. (Hey! I heard that!)

-- J (jsnider@hal-pc.org), October 31, 2003.

Nice goin', snider! You just HAD to say the name of the thread, didn't ya? The G-men are probably closing in on poor Helen right this minute.

RUN HELEN!! Don't let 'em take you alive! Swallow the diamonds and eat the secret manuscript! Keep the last bullet for yourself! Go deep cover, change your name, dye your hair, grow a beard, get a job washing dishes in a dingy roadstop cafe out west. I know a plastic surgeon down in Ixtapa....

-- Lon Frankenstien (Santa's evil helper@the.bayou), October 31, 2003.

I don't belive it!!! snider said the name!! aaaiiieee...!!!

-- helen on the lam (oy@vey.maria!), October 31, 2003.

Yikes! Uh, wait a minute, I don't see no name. Hmmm. Guess my eyesight is worse than I thought. Yep, it's gettin worser all the time.

Geez, I hope nobody's copyrighted a beaver that Aliens hijacked and whose brain was transplanted into a Golden Retriever that works for a super-secret Gubmint agency on National Security matters alongside its pretty young owner.......

Do they have bakeries in prison?

poopie.

-- (sonofdust@cowering.inFear), October 31, 2003.

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I keep getting a BUSY signal!!!!!!!

-- (poopie@poopie.poopie), October 31, 2003.

Hey, Helen!

Do they allow CONJUGAL

-- Lon Frankenstien (evil@the.bayou), October 31, 2003.

Hey, Helen!

Do they allow CONJUGAL visits in that prison where you be goin', I wonder?

hehehe.....SNARF!

-- Lon Frankenstien (evil@the.bayou), October 31, 2003.

First off ... it was copywright violation, not plagarism. Plagarism is the worst thing you have ever accused me of doing. And here it is almost time to straighten up for Santy Claws!

Second ... I dunno about conjugal visits. Do I hafta conjugate the same ... verb ... every time? Would I get more privacy there than I do here, with a million children and animals barging in every 5.2 seconds?

-- helen, #2635476541745 (handcuffs@not.my.style), October 31, 2003.

I can't even spell conjiggle, conjuggle, conjujle, Aw heck.

-- (poopie@con.jiggle), October 31, 2003.

5.2 seconds, hhhhhmmmmmm?

.

.

WORKS FOR ME!!!!

-- "Rabbit Lon" Frankenstien (evil@the.bayou), October 31, 2003.

Helen, Helen, Helen. You KNOW not to juggle your conjugals in front of my evil twin like that. And on Halloween night, too! You know how his little borrowed brain works, and should have foreseen the inevitable result. Please let this be the end of this regretable line of conversation. After all, this is a family oriented forum, you know.

Please, don't make me have to notify Miss Gertrude Gillbeaux of the Bayou Eternal Defenders of Moral And Temperant Enlightenment Society (BEDMATES). You know how strange THEY can be on occasion. I hope this has been a lesson to you, and you sincerely consider where this life of degradation is leading you before it's too late. We all still love you and wish to see you rejoin respectable society, and you know you can count on our support. (Oh, and you will understand if I don't send a Christmas card this year, won't you?)

-- Lon (lgal@exp.net), October 31, 2003.

Well, I guess that settles it. We can never go public again or we'll never get to see the end of that wonderful story. Or do they allow internet access from prison? ;-)

-- Tricia teh Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.nte), November 01, 2003.

I don't suppose anyone has an idea about what I can do to cover my hideous tracks before someone catches me? While I admit I'd rather be an inmate than a BEDMATE, surely there's a happy medium where I get off scot-free?

-- free helen (no@violations.are.good.violations), November 02, 2003.

I was going to try to do what I could, but I don't even know which thread I need to try to change. Sorry.

-- The handy (princess@fix.it), November 03, 2003.

I did something that might help out. The changes can be de-changed. Let me know.

-- The handy (princess@fix.it), November 03, 2003.

Aunt Bee'd better get her recipe book out and find one of those special get out of jail free cakes. Just in case.

You never know Helen, you might get more rest in jail than you do at present. Just stay clear of that big lass with the stud in her tongue and a tat on her left cheek. I've heard she's grumpy till she gets her morning coffee and a fag.

-- Carol (c@free.com), November 04, 2003.

For those of you who don't understand Pom or Oz, a fag is a cigarette, not a homosexual male :-D

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.ent), November 04, 2003.

Too late, Princess Tricia! She's out cold ...

-- the mule (got@smelling.salts?), November 04, 2003.

So if you only de-change some of the changes does that mean some changes are unchanged? And if you don't do the whole change then you deserve to get some change back, right?

-- (sonofdusr@un.changed), November 04, 2003.

I have sum changes here.

Need any more pennies, dimes, or quarters.

(Wait. Ya can always get new quarters at the jail....)

-- Robert & Jean Cook (Cooks@home.ga), November 05, 2003.

Alas, I have been beaten up in the parking lot and on the stoop and in that little dark area between the inner and outer doors that are designed to allow people to be ambushed by two more bouncers before their eyes polarize, and in the pool room and at the bar. I now sit huddled in the dark corner booth, blearily suggesting with a lisp through swollen lips and between missing teeth that most copyright infringement matters are resolved when the nefarious party finally agrees to use another name for their piece.

Thith wood probby ethpheshully solve everphing in light oph thiph posthing not properlee conthtituting phublicashun in the normal phenth in the firsth phlace.

Thunk.

-- J (jsnider@hal-pc.org), November 05, 2003.

Ouch!

If we misspell the title backwards can we still use the original title?

-- Robert & Jean Cook (Cooks@home.ga), November 05, 2003.

Oops. Thank you Tricia for interperating for me and sorry Helen for the shock. Wow that put's a whole new slant on what I have for breakfast every morning.

-- Carol (c@oz.com), November 06, 2003.

Oh dear J. It sounds like you will be sipping soup through a straw for a while. Take care.

-- Carol (c@oz.com), November 06, 2003.

J -- you weren't beaten up by my guys! My guys took a right when they shoulda taken a left (never hire conservatives) and they're lost somewhere in Nevada. But they'll get there. They'll get there.

Here's the deal on the story and name change and all that: I'm about to graduate in a month, I've got the biggest whopping legal brief due tomorrow, and until that thing is turned in I can't do anything about the name or anything. After that, I'll need some chocolate. Then I'll do something permanent about the name. Promise. You believe me, right? Right?

-- helen (way@too.much.homework), November 06, 2003.

Uh, Helen, since the thread is kinda fixed, I kinda called it up again okay? >;-)

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), November 06, 2003.

OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

-- helen (no@no.nooooooooooooo), November 06, 2003.

Helen: The name. The NAME? We just want you to FINISH THE STORY! Bee us up a popcorn concoction for the event, Auntie. (And, by the way, that's aunt pronounced like "ant" not aunt pronounced like "oughnt" which seems all the rage lately for some reason.)

And what is a whopping big brief? (Lon, put your hand down). If they're whopping big, how can they be briefs? (Lon, I already told you once; don't make me come back there.)

T the C: Welcome to the soup (as in "in the soup"). Careful that the friends she doesn't have don't beat you up and claim they were in Nevada the whole time if anybody asks, else you'll be souping through a straw, too.

-- J (jsnider@hal-pc.org), November 07, 2003.

A whopping big brief is not the underwear of a certain Lon Frankenstien. A whopping big brief is a headache-inducing assignment in legalese designed to drive potential graduates to despair and ruin.

I got it turned in on time.

The story will have to wait a bit. I think I did a revision and a couple of extra chapters, if I could just find the disk I saved it to before formatting the hard drive seventeen times.

Four more weeks ... four more weeks ... four more weeks ...

-- helen (graduation@looms.and.this.must.wait), November 07, 2003.

Quote:

"surely there's a happy medium where I get off scot-free?"

I always get off for free. Who's Scot?

-- Gayla (privacy@please.com), November 07, 2003.

Gayla, I think he's one of the goons that Helen's sicced on me.

Helen, if they turn right too many times, they'll end up in China, and what good right wing nut wants to end up there?

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.ent), November 08, 2003.

Hmmm... that would explain the odd background noises when they called to say they would be late...

-- helen (where@are.my.goons?), November 08, 2003.

Sir J of the Snider:

Does Lon still need help with his big briefs?

Did he do everythong possible to get out of trouble first?

-- Robert & Jean Cook (Cooks@home.ga), November 10, 2003.