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To: Jorj X Mckie who wrote (16701)1/20/1999 1:25:00 PM
From: Gauguin  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
Actually, Jorj, I don't know my music. I like to think I would if I lived in the city. "But now I need room for my walker; and Arthritis Pain Reliever is my drug of choice." Even the freeway scares the surfers out of me. My car caught fire in the Terwilliger curves. "Surf This Smokescreen." I couldn't see the back out the back. A pickup dropped a wooden ladder sideways in my lane in the same spot. A scrap truck plunked a huge pipe valve that creased my pan as I straddled it. A loaded cement truck blew a front tire coming at me in the left lane, dove into the divider and tried bouncing over it. Wheel rim sparks came in my window. I've witnessed cremations. Been first on the scene three or four times. ("Looks like these guys were drinking." "Any beer in that can?") I've gotten too stressed to wander for the arts.

Butt I think it's "cute" the way the Surfers name gets shortened in the Oregonian and Willamette Week.

"Our readers can't handle Butthole, let alone Butthole Surfers. One Cherry Poppin Daddies is enough. We're drawing the line, and Butthole is on the other side."

It's a Christo fence: It moves, but you know right where it is. Like a string on a pegboard. The Cherry Poppin Daddies just got untangled on this side of the string, and the Butthole Surfers are over there.

You should tell us about Veryyyyyyy strange Gibby. Don't tease.