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To: Rambi who wrote (52618)	6/25/2000 8:44:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte	Respond to of 71178

I'm on a vinyl quest, do you know that? Never get rid of your LPs. Think of me first. Helen just rewarded me for being a bit casual about Daddy duty. She was playing sooo nice and quiet. So I went too peek, and eeek. She was distributing the contents of an econo-tub of industrial-strength moisturizer (generic Eucerin, like white Vaseline) all over the bedroom. Her dress looked like an aerial view of a wedding cake. The TV looked like a New York street just after the snowplow. It is amazingly hard to clean up thick, gooey, tenacious hand cream. I am rewarding myself for a largely successful decontamination with a flavored coffee minute on DAR. My hands are soooo smooth and soft.

To: Rambi who wrote (52618)	6/26/2000 12:12:00 AM
From: Ilaine	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Coincidentally, we went to Circuit City today, I want to get a video camera - can't believe we never got one! - and I wandered into the special room where they have the home theater sized TVs with surround sound - guess who was playing on DVD? The Eagles, doing an acoustic version of Hotel California. Sounded pretty good. We still have the old Advents we got before we were married. Had to replace the woofers, but otherwise, still work good. When the boys spend the night at Grandmother's, Chris likes to crank it up and play music until the wee hours. We saw a local band at the Beer Festival that wasn't bad, but the crowd wasn't there for the music. No one was dancing, or even moving, or even paying attention, really and we started to leave to get more beer, but for the last number they did Fleetwood Mac's Rattlesnake Shake. I've posted before how much I love early Fleetwood Mac, when Peter Green was their lead guitar, and I know ALL the words, so I started singing and shaking way back in the crowd, and Chris and I were the only ones moving our bodies to the music. The lead singer looked a little surprised. Hell, that song came out thirty years ago, what does he expect?

To: Rambi who wrote (52618)	6/26/2000 1:36:00 PM
From: Thomas C. White	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

You're right. It's just not the same listening to Hendrix, Led Zep, Revolver, or Peter, Paul and Mary on CD remasters. There are thing that remain permanent features of the mind's labrynthine passageways and pigeonholes. Like that big, annoying scratch that goes all the way through Midnight Rambler because you were one (well, okay, two) over the line one night at the ripe old age of 18. Ahh, the look and feel of a brand new vinyl 33-1/3, straight out of the paper (or, in some cases, plastic) inner wrapper. The satisfying thunk as the needle hits the first groove and settles in.