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To: smolejv@gmx.net who wrote (4098)9/25/1998 2:15:00 AM
From: Berney  Respond to of 11051
 
Janko, Thanks for the good wishes.

The last time this area got hit by a hurricane was 1960. It's name was Donna. Just so happens my wife's name is Donna. Donna takes these things much more serious than I do (something about opposites attract). Its been fun watching her run around the last couple of days.

I've about come to the conclusion that these weather folks are former, frustrated stock market gurus. If they keep moving the track of the storm to the west, its going to hit Steve.

Berney



To: smolejv@gmx.net who wrote (4098)9/25/1998 2:52:00 AM
From: MonsieurGonzo  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 11051
 
DJ; RE:" volatility "

>I guess the volatility tells it all Steve...

...do tell.

>How you guys getting along with bondz issue ?

...they're cute! I want a blue one with air conditioning and scrambled eggs.

'Twas brillig today, DJ; one of those weird, fall Texas days. You can tell when it's fall here because it's only 95 degrees F during the day, there's a slight breeze, and the sky turns an intense, electric blue.

MadameGonzo was restless during lunch so, after we downed a couple of Gin&Tonics at the local, we went to the gallery (yeah, that one) and looked at the art. It's an eclectic collection - lesser-known works of the better-known artists. The architecture is supposed to be something, but it comes off as a shiny long aluminium thing plopped in the middle of a middle-class neighborhood. The Rothko's are in a church-type setting and very poorly lit, so they are difficult to see. Anyways, the main building is where the main art is, so we walked around.

Just a few, blue-haired old ladies run the place; no cops; no crowds. Houston is not so much a city full of people, rather - a bedroom community of people who all go to work/lunch/home at the same time in their cars (there are almost no sidewalks in Houston; nobody walks here) so - you can go to the gallery on an electric-blue sky fall day and look at a Magritte painting of a window with a baguette and a wine glass floating in thin air and, Surrender, as the title suggests.

There were some really cool, old things from way back, like 2000 zillion years ago, that looked really cool. Like, faces with this strange smile on them, and stuff. One little alcove had some pre-Columbian Mayan art, and next to that, Madame La Patron (an ardent French Catholic) had put some Reformation-era religious paintings. Quite obscene taken together, really.

There was a really cool, modern bronze turtle sculpture that MadameGonzo ran her hands over because it was such a fabulous form. There was the obligatory Warhol Soup Can, but I chose to linger over the post-revolutionary Russian poster-art.

Outside again, there was a guy on a riding lawn-mower, going back and forth in long, straight lines in front of the gallery building. We watched him go back and forth for a while, making long, straight lines, back and forth in the grass, under the electric-blue fall Texas sky. Then we went home, and watched Great Expectations on the VCR.

-Steve