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Pastimes : Let's Talk About Our Feelings!!! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: epicure who wrote (80707)	6/2/2000 6:49:00 PM
From: Rambi	Respond to of 108807

I wish I could say something really cool like I'd used a Blue Man well and he gave me his sticks in appreciation But I bought them at the Luxor theatre. A pair of beaten up, gross sticks, painted fluorescent yellow. TEN DOLLARS. We throw out dozens of pairs of beat up and cracked sticks every week here-- no one has ever offered us money. Used Ammo Man drumsticks. Please-Just pick them up and take them away. I bought Blue Man posters for him too. He has started a shrine in his room. KId rooms are wonderful things if you let them determine the decor. They may not make it into Home Decorating Digest, but heck, the rest of our house won't either. Six years ago, it was sports. Dan brought home from every major city, a basketball t-shirt- I stuffed them with posterboard for shape and we hung them on the walls; around the border were baseball caps of all the teams. The next obsession was sharks..down came the t- shirts, up went the posters of sharks and fish. He played the music from Jaws all the time. He read every book of Peter Benchley. He designed a website on sharks and got in trouble with someone for using his pictures-- it turned out to be like THE expert on sharks in the world and when he learned Ammo was just 13, he wrote a lovely letter to him. Next was movies-- mostly scary ones. There is a doll of Michael Myers that plays the Halloween music when you press his tummy, like a depraved Pillsbury doughboy. He has a little knife in his hand that Ammo takes out and stabs the cats with. THere are masks and clay models that he carves. He has written several scripts. No wonder he has no time for silly things like school, and studying, and taking out the garbage.