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Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen,
It is amazing how small I feel in the face of storms blasting away in
the dark. The ominous crack and thump of falling trees, startled by white
lightning flashes through the windows then trying to count the seconds to
see how close the thunder rocks, and our houses seem so weak. I feel
measured up by nature fairly quickly rushing to find comfort in the most
basic things. I would just get small and let it blow right on over me.
That hot coffee in shivering hands is gonna taste good in the morning.
Dogs know what to do.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
Sky clear tonight..means nothing, could change in a moment. Stood at
the ocean clifts watching the waves crash into the rocks wildly throwing
itself backwards into spray and rushing again and again leaving the air
wild with energy and salt air and recharged ions, I drank in like soul
food. Fed me and cleared my mind of it's turmoil for awhile. My mind that
has been like the mud I churn in my rubber boots walking over and over the
same path. The drip of everything I brush against, soaking my jeans at the
edge of my raincoat, making me anxious to stand by the wood fire.
Hovering in night rooms, the storms slash the bamboo, bowing and
flipping with winds that tear at their hair, throwing rain that batters
againt my windows. Lightening screaming in the dark, too close! Thunder
moving from the earth, not sky, in deep log rumbling..deeper than sky
explosions that come with the count..one, two, three. There is not an in
breath, no hesitation to this storm. I feel like a child in my bed. Hoping
the covers I move deeper into will keep me safe.
Name: Mark Hebard
EmailAddress:
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
Well, here I am beginning to rise out of the confusion of the Amerikan
holiday experience. It wasn't so bad most of it. It was a mellow almost
superficial deal without the hard edge of the past but I am ready to get
on though.
Sitting here, trying focus my thoughts about the year that has past, it
seems to early, with all that has come down. My family is well, my
youngest is making her way through adolescence to adulthood. I wish I was
more hopeful of the future. I know that the next years are going to be
turmoil and possibly dangerous leaving me with a sense of quiet anger. The
country again has become the enemy of justice and humanity, while our
"leaders" drag out the dead horse they explain is our great
nation. In the name of greed and capitalism the United States has become a
threat to the world and it's cultures. Exploitation, profit, control and
war are the tools our government uses that take away any remnant of
dignity this country had. We are the terrorists in the end.
With all this comes the other side though, forced out of the audience,
to perform miracles. The war and it's mongers bring out the best as well
as the worst. The ones who cannot stay still watching this shitstorm swirl
will start yelling and pushing. One more time we will go out into the
street, tear gas will probably come, families will divide, hard words will
wound us and again our middle finger will rise in defiance. We know how to
do this. I just hope the music will be as good as it was.
Hammond, I got your book today so I will start your journey soon.
Steve, it warms my heart to see you write about how well you are
feeling.
Eileen, the damn rain finally stopped here but I can see by the weather
service you're still catching hell. Hey, a little mud and wind can't hurt
that much.
Nicole, for me it is the sea air rushing in and filling the canyons on
the coast with that wonderful rich clean odor of life.
Eric, Travis, IMAM, Ohio girl, Rena, Joe and everyone I wish the best
for the new year and if anything it is going to be damn interesting. I
don't think boredom is in the picture this go round.
Name: Steve
EmailAddress: Sub Tropics
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
Im at another Spanish Language computer. Hey, I plan on smear painting
with a soulfull old silk screen squeegie that I found at the Peace Church.
Its about a foot long. I cant get the patterns out of my head that kept
reacurring in my dreams after I came out of the anistetic last year. I was
out for over 18 hrs. The patterns were square, divided into four quadrents
like evenly divided window panes, and kept flip-flopping clock-wise (with
sound effects). The color of each quadrent was muted and would change as
each in turn would make one full revolution, (four "clicks"). It
was as if they were superimposed on the ceiling, but my eyes were closed.
Any way, I also plan on doing the reflected stained glass thing, but with
gloves on and no brushes. (The ol´Cave man hand thing). I dont want the
paint to fuck me up by penitrating my pores. Maybe try different textured
gloves. Hey Nik, wanna finger paint? Christ I feel good. I´ve planned out
a daily menu to stick my. I miss the Church cat "Clawdia" (with
a "W"). I may start to write a large volume which will have
continuous revisions, titled "Things I dont know". (Its a
suggestion that Mom made to Dad, and I stole the Idea. It can tye in with
my Dictionary of stories titled "My life in alphebetical
sequence" I´m real excited (Imagine that?) about my future with the
Reverend. It should add a spiritual dimention to the wild thang´that Ivé
been striving at for years. Hallaluya. Hey Eileen, how yert doin´? Hey
Eric: HOWDEY MISTER. See ya´ll next year. God bless Pagans, Outlaws and
Hells Angels.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
Yes yes Rena, that's it! Al Lagunero. I have been trying to remember
his name forever!
The storms here are getting more fierce! Thought the wind and rain
might blow my windows out last night!
Beautiful note Nicole. You do have such a wonderful way of expressing
yourself. Wil catch up later if the power holds. Quiet at the moment.
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
...I'm thinking and feeling so much as this year comes to a
close...I've always liked winter for the fact that you can see much
further into the woods because the leaves are gone...and the snow lights
up the underneath somewhat, allowing for clearer perception of the
circumstances at hand. In spite of the rather scarey things taking place
in our world, this has been an exceptional year for me...actually the past
3 years. At 54 I am finally at home with myself...I like my life, my job,
my home, I love my family, my self, my friends...especially my friends.
I'm playing music again and that has always been my spiritual
connection...I can't help but think that certain of my past actions, as
awful as they might have been, were meant to give me this clearer
consciousness that I feel today. One thing I would like to get involved
with this coming new year is some sort of counseling of teen agers...because
my mother died when I was 10...I didn't have that sort of maternal
nurturing and there are so many motherless girls out there...I would like
to try and help them so that it doesn't take them till 54 to be introduced
to themselves. I just opened the window and some apartment around here
must have a fireplace...I can smell that distinct smell of birch smoke...I
love it...well, my dear friends, have a safe and happy joyous evening and
I will see you all next year...with very warm regards, Nicole
Name: www.reddINK.com
EmailAddress: theautomann@msn.com
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
Being head-injured, coma almost three weeks, find out what I found out
when I went to Heaven. You'll be very surprised and enlightened by the
Trinity's magnificent, mellifluous knowledge: With such a price-tag on our
souls, human beings are clearly precious beyond diamonds; Declarations can
never describe how effusively colorful and illuminating Upstairs was...
and is forever. Sign the GB, too. God Bless You with discernment. Tell
others about my killer URL -b9, the Catalyst4Christ
Name: Rena
EmailAddress: kahuna
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
Aloha Eileen, I believe the Kahuna you are speaking of is Al Lagunero.
great watercolor artist, healer, chanter and "kahuna pule" which
is a teacher of prayers. Haven't seen him in years. There are several
kahuna about. He was very very hip and cool. A friend used to put together
"ohana luncheons" where the hip and new agers would gather to
enjoy wise men annd women. I remember his appearance, music, talk, art,
consciousness awesome.
Don't know where he is now.
Maybe get a baby sitter for the animals and check out our world.
e komo mai means welcome to my humble abode.
Name: T.Peter Clarke
EmailAddress: Peter Clarke@totalserve.co.uk
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
Sorry Guys I was trying to find The Digger guys in Belgium, They do the
ww1 stuff. I just cant find thier web site. Oh well Lifes a bitch. take
care, nice site, T.Peter Clarke...
Name: T.Peter Clarke
EmailAddress: Peter Clarke@totalserve.co.uk
Date: 31 Dec 2002
Comments
Sorry Guys I was trying to find The Digger guys in Belgium, They do the
ww1 stuff. I just cant find thier web site. Oh well Lifes a bitch. take
care, nice site, T.Peter Clarke...
Name: Tina Shigley
EmailAddress: Skyriverbl@aol.com
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Hi There to Dan shortridge in Portland Oregon.he an Hells Angel.and Hi
to Jack shortridge<Dan son.I think you`r cool...Hope the Both of you
have nice year all around.My Phone number is 360/696-1639...Plesae call me
sometime...To the reast of you Hels Angel stay cool and hope you also have
a nice year all around..PEASE Satay cooll.all you groovey People. The
Shortridges Miss You..love ya.... My nickname is Tender.cool
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Rena~Yeah, having had one chip put in, I know about expense. Not to
mention the flight! That experience for the dogs really bends my mind. And
my cat I know for sure (having traveled across country in a truck with
her.) will yowl nonstop. Then there's double rabies shots etc. To have to
board my animals for a month or more, adds insult to injury. Perhaps by
the time we are really ready, this will be down to 5 days. Thanks so much
for all this info gathering. While we're at it, did you see my question
about the Kahuna/artist?
Great blowing storm here today. Winter has set in.
Name: RNA
EmailAddress: pet prison
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen: it sounds like the smaller time frame for quarantine goes hand
in hand with having a micro chip embedded in your pet along with proof of
immunizations and blood work. I just got the web site: http://www.hawaiiag.org/hdoa/ai_aqs_info.htm
There is a kennel on the big island that is private but boards the
quarantined pets per govt regulations. However, you would have to bring
the pets to Honolulu first to get checked out. You gotta have some bucks
for all this. wish I had better news.
In a few months the time may be reduced to 5 days. still has to undergo
public comment and review.
Aloha, Rena
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Rena~
One more request. Could you see if there is any idea when this
quarantine time is going to change? I wonder if I could find a site for
this? A plan is taking shape.
Name: Donella
EmailAddress: zookeep@aol.com
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
http://www.reikicourse.com
Name: Michael
EmailAddress:
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Eric,
I heard a short interview Saturday morning on NPR with Matthew Scully,
author of "Dominion", a recent book about animal welfare. He
described the absolute horror of modern hog farms - sows kept immovable
for most of their lives in a small stall where they are inseminated, give
birth to larger than natural litters, rarely move, never go outside, and
appear to go insane until they are hauled off to slaughter themselves.
Scully is not a PETA member to be ignored by most of America, he was a
speech writer until last June for Bush and also wrote speeches for Dan
Quayle and Cheney. He is writing for conservative Christians as an appeal
to ethical values. I don't eat mammals, but can't claim I'm not part of
it, eating my share of chickens and turkeys. They aren't treated any
better. In any case, the chickens you killed (or didn't) lived better than
anything you can imagine happening in these huge meat factories.
You can listen to it here:
http://www.npr.org/ramfiles/wesat/20021228.wesat.12.ram
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Rena~
Thanks for getting the info. When it gets down to the 5 days we'll be
in business! In the mean time I can visit and ses things out once I get
things nailed down here again. Now will be looking around Southern Oregon/Calif
border area. I'm starting to get into this and am just waiting for my car
to get out of the shop. It will still be a few more months before I have
the money to do anything more than explore. But I am getting boxes and can
begin packing. I love this part of going through stuff and clearing the
field. Gypsy definitely kicking in.
I hear you Steve. This helps my head more than you know. Also keep us
posted on The Great Romance. At least your cycles have some meat to them
and certainly more time than mine. Glad to know you are still gaining
weight and I bet it's helping you feel more grounded. And are you going to
paint with no brushes?
Name: r n a
EmailAddress: ha ha
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Aloha. i just received a wonderful transcript of an interview with Lou
Gottlieb, done a few months before he died. Ramon Sender sent me the
transcript. Lou's brilliance shines through, and it sparked multiple
memories and laughter bursts.
I'm concerned it is too long to post here, plus a copy/ paste would
probably result in sloppy copy.
i did send a copy to Eric. perhaps he can post it somewhere.
Love to all, Rena
Name: Steve
EmailAddress: gulf coast
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Hey Eileen, my Natural Brother was a very popular pawn shop manager on
the Big Island. Maybe he has some connections that would be helpful. Stick
to your Gypsy Roots. A Yert sounds trippy. As far as the Olema Thang'
goes... It's a green light all the way through 2003. Hey, I saw the film
"POLLACK" and am inspired to struggle in NYC. I gave all of my
brushes away to a street painter but there must have been a reason. Ha,
Ha,...Shit I miss the village. Theres alot to be said for craziness. Its a
crazy world and I'm a happy guy. Hey Coyote, thanks for the honnest
effort. She's the best aint she?. I'm still gaining weight and am
definately going to schedule my eating sessions back in NYC. I feel
complete now that I have a mate again. I didnt realize the void which had
formed. Hey, I plotted out my "Relationships" on paper and it
seems that every seven years (from the age of 21) I have had a truckload
of women piled on me. That is, I go 5 or 6 years with one or two (which
always seem to overlap) and then WHAM, I'm screwin' 5 or 6...which in
small towns got real squinky. Anyway, I fear 2006. (1999 was a peak year,
maybe it was the wood shed that attracted them). Theres alot to be said
about starving, half frozen artists. Later all.
Name: Rena
EmailAddress: from the vet
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Hi Eileen, Here's the info from my vet friend, Dr. Diane Shepard:
"Quarantime is 4 months without any preparation, one month if you
start several months in advance getting vaccines, microchips, serum
counts, and it is about to go to 5 days with adequate preparation. no way
around it. nor would I, as a veterinarian that gets bitten every so often,
want to have no quarantine."
Clearly it is very costly to bring pets to Hawaii. Darn! I would love
to see you.
Hope you're feeling good. Best wishes to all, Rena
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress: reluctant Gypsy Queen
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Rena~
Have you ever heard of a cave of Pele's that was discovered hmmm maybe
20 yrs ago? Also do you know of the Kahuna that is an incrediable artist
and painter? Last I saw him was in a open gallery in the middle of Lahina,
18 yrs ago.
Name: Looking for Hoffman
EmailAddress: robertingman632@msn.com
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
Dear Abbie: What a to-do xmas was. Firstly i was caught shoplifting
from Fortnums, I realy like their jelly, and then to make matters worse my
fiance had an uncofortably long kiss with her ex room mate under the
mistletoe. I could realy do with some good advice here - do I finish with
julia or should I get her to pay my fine and the finish - or should i run
away with her room mate HELP
Name: Rena
EmailAddress: swim
Date: 30 Dec 2002
Comments
As far as i know the pets are are quarantined on Oahu. It costs. some
people hire people to visit their animals and pet them. I realize that you
don't have a budget for this. there may also be a quarantine kennel on the
big island at Waimea. I should know in a day what the scoop is.
Sending you aloha and visualizing you and enourage here.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
RNA~
Thanks. I had heard there is this change wanted. Do let me know what
you learn. As it is, I am wondering where animals stay during quarantine
and what it costs and all that's involved.....?
Name: r n a
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen,
The quarantime is a nightmare. It keeps a lot of folks from moving
here. It used to be 3 months! I just e mailed a very political vet friend
to see if ther's any way around it.There's been lots of talk about doing
away with quarantine for properly documented pets. I'll let you know if i
hear any hopeful news. with aloha, r n a
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
Just a quick one..as Steve says, it's all about ME. Hawaii has a 30 day
quarantine for the animals (I have 4!) plus other requirements that are
definitely putting a wet blanket on my plans. My airplane circling over
Calif. once again. Things at my house no fun at all currently, and I am
much to focused on myself to play here for awhile. So have a good New Year
my friends. I will come back when I am feeling less like the Creature From
the Black Lagoon.
Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
PS - The ensemble is hooked up by phone lines because most of us in the
voice ensemble live in various parts of the country while the studio is in
Nevada City, Ca. - Hammond
Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
Hi all - If your electricity is working and your don't have anything
doing from 10pm-Midnight tonight - tune in on http://www.kvmr.org
for the latest episode "The End of the Trail." This is a wacky
music and improv show that Dan O'Neill (creator of Odd Bodkins) and a few
of us began two years ago - on the air and on the web. We (the voice
ensemble) are all hooked up by phone lines to the studio where the wacky
musicians and the singing Pointless Sisters act-out with us. I come on
about 10:30 as myself with a tale or two with the band backing my work -
and then again around 11pm I appear as my alter-radio persona "Mort
Subiet" = instant death in French. Mort is a failed inventor -
entreprenure who comes up with odd products like the all weather bi-sexual
lapel thermometer and Blinddogs.com where you can rent a Guide Human for
your sightless pet. - Even if you don't tune in tonight - mark your
calenders with a big X marks the time zone - and we are on every other
Sunday - same time - same wacky bunch. I think you will all get a kick out
of the show - and remember - we have absolutely no idea what we are doing.
Happy New Year! Hammond
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
Tales of Hoffman - ? - Dear Abby - ? - Is this Kansas? - Anyway, I hope
the rain stops for you Eileen - and Mark and ? - IMAM (dry as a bone)
Name: Blue
EmailAddress: none at present
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
To you folks out on the Pacific coast -- my heart goes out to you. With
big storms, shaky electricity, and the rest. It's no walk in the park. We
went thru it here in NC about 3 weeks ago. Just hope you're OK &
keepin warm in the meanwhile. Mother Nature -- the worst terrorist of all
time. Wishing you well from back East. -- G.
Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
Only one more week of hepatitis C treatment to go. I hope I'm leaving
the land of 1,000 side effects for good and returning to the land of the
living. I hope and pray that stuff really worked........ I hope 2003 is a
completely different kind of a year for me. For all of you too, whether
2002 has been a good year or a bad year for you, I hope 2003 is much
better! Might as well mention some good static. Once when we got a washer
and dryer for the first time, in winter, I had washed and dried some
blankets and put them on the kids' beds. The blankets sparkled and
crackled with blue static, like beautiful starry fields. We kept looking
at them and admiring them in the dark, and moving them so they'd ripple
and cause more blue sparks, and laughing, and we couldn't get enough of
it. It never happened like that again. You never know what marvels Life
has in store.
Name: r n a
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
the sulfer fumes are dangerous at the actual flows. Signs are posted
and people told not to venture too close, but they do. asmathatics and
other frail people are at risk. There are other parts of Hawaii, the big
island, that hardly get vogged. it all depends on which way the wind
blows. ususally it is NE or E. when it blows SE then we're in for the vog
on Maui.
There are also lave heated waterfall pools on the big island. i like
the cool freshwater pools. Maui should have thousands of waterfall pools.
Instead we have few because EMi which is East Maui Irrigation went up
stream and took 100% of the water from almost all of the streams and
rivers. on maui A & B Alexander and Baldwin burn sugar cane to
maximize the profits. I believe Maui is the only island where cane is
burned. Cane burning was illegalized in Australia cause it's toxic stuff.
Here big business rules.
The big island has many beautiful places and beartiful people. and, the
cost of living is very inexpensive compared to the rest of the state.
Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
drinking lots of water seems to help
Name: Rena
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen, glad to hear you're headed to the Paradise of the Pacific. The
weather is perfect here on Maui and I'm glad you're coming to share the
glowing warmth and the fruits of the land.
Be aware that there is a real problem with VOG on the big island, the
island of Hawaii. I have a really hard time on the big island due to the
vog. Vog is volcanic smog. The volcano on the big island has been erupting
since 1983. Tonight at sunset here on Maui I noticed how the view to our
neighbor islands was hazed out from the vog. Some days the nearby islands
are completely obliterated by this noxious haze. Lead, mercury, sulfuric
acid. some people can tolerate it, some cannot.
Last august I went to the big island to take a class in neonatal
resuscitation. Hilo hospital was happy to offer this training to labor
assistants and midwives. Not so on Maui. My 16 year old daughter
accompanied me. On our last night we went with some friends to the active
volcanic flow and walked on hot lava. no kidding. as we walked closer to
the river of molten lava, the ground became hotter and we could see
glowing lava through the cracks. so, we were walking on the cooled crust
of the hot lava. Pretty fucking crazy in retrospect... there were hundreds
of people from all over the globe doing the same thing. Occasionally
people get hurt and even die while hiking over the lava to the flow. They
die from the fumes. Anyway, the Kona side is usually drenched in vog. Blue
sky in Kona is a novelty. I hear it's so much better on Puna side.
Xmas Eve 11 years ago i swam with dolphins on the Puna side at Kihena
beach. pronounced Key-henna. It was so incredible. This is a clothing
optional beach. I swam out and soon was surrounded by dolphins. I had
waited all my life for this moment. I was naked except for my snorkel,
mask, and fins. I swam with the pod. Truly, if the dolphins didn't want to
swim with me they could have sped off. There were spinner dolphins in
front of me, on either side, and beneath me. they would shoot out of the
water and spin many many times in front of me. i love to attempt to spin
like my dolphin friends. Anyway, I stayed with the dolphins because it was
so much fun. When I finally looked up I was close to a mile offshore!!! At
that point i realized i had better head for shore. My adrenalin carried me
to safety. I have since had numerous dolphin encounters including one with
12 foot bottlenose dolphins. This encounter involved a dolphin rescue and
made it into the Maui News. can read the story at http://www.shawnalladio.com/surfing_dolphin.htm
I have no idea who Shawn Alladio is but he sure has the story from the
Maui News on the dolphin encounter on his website.
There are lots of wise women, herbalists, healers on the big island.
Maui, too. Lots of beautiful people on the big island who appreciate the
easier pace of life and the lower costs. Welcome Welcome Welcome!!! Aloha
Oi. E komo mai!
Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Dec 2002
Comments
Eric,
The interview with Nicholson is in a magazine named Entertainment
Weekly. This issue is #689 January 3, 2003. This shows up in my mailbox
due to a magazine sale thing my kids were involved in and has very little
redeeming value. The interview is about his role in the movie "About
Schmidt". The interviewer was Benjamin Svetkey. The reference to
Brautigan and Harry Dean Stanton is on page 25. If you can't find it I
will make some copies for you.
Eileen,
Well don't haul it to the Islands before this weather clears and we get
a chance to eyeball eachother.
Name: Looking for Hoffman
EmailAddress: robertingman632@msn.com
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Dear Abbie.
I recently left my wallet on the Greyhound somewhere outside of
Dellaware and althoe it contained $10 and 45c what concerns me most is
what the hell I was doing in Dellaware. Can you shed some light on this
?.Ps Julia has left me again and taken the Bonsai's with her, if she gets
in touch remind her not to over feed the Japonicus.
Here's too ya big cheese.(Robert I)
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Woodstock Lady~
Always a nice surprise to hear from someone who watched us go by. Yes I
remember being there. But it goes by in my memory like a blur. Yes, Emmett
left everyone he touched it seems with the taste of junk. You and Nicole
are likely to have crossed paths out that way as well. You have a great
deal to add if you're into it. There's no limits here. Just common
interests. Thank you for your lovely words to me. Today is a specially
good day to hear nice things. ............. Road out of here flooded and
cresting. Ha ha, took my school bus out..I'm above it all. Got my rum and
coke. Talked to my dad today after he received The Letter. Coyote did a
good job but in the end lost my nerve. Can't handle my business looped in
with my dad. My finances are too unpredictable. In fact realize when push
comes to shove the gypsy bends under the weight of the idea of 30 yrs of
big payments. Nope just can't do it..but I tried the life of the landed. I
really did. I cried for a few minutes cause someday I would like my life
to get easier AND be fun. Still working that combo out.
In the final analysis of astro maps I do get a surprise as I looked
deeper. Will be going to Hawaii ASAP to house hunt. Land's still cheap
there and if I'm going to hang my hat to a star, I want it paid for and
done..none of this 30 yr nightmare! May just get my yurt yet. Shawn (of X
Jed and Shawn) and her man Redheart are living there and waiting for me/us
with open arms. So will rent until the next until my ship comes. Will make
fragrant oils and salves from the plants and flowers there, paint and
print clothing and wing it..live simply and get out from under all this
home owner pressure.
Name: Looking for Hoffman
EmailAddress: robertingman632@msn.com
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
I went to the store the other day, and I was in there for only about 5
minutes. When I came out there was a damn motorcycle cop writing a parking
ticket. So I went up to him and said, "Come on, buddy, how about
giving a guy a break?" He ignored me and continued writing the
ticket. So I called him a pencil-necked Nazi. He glared at me and started
writing another ticket for having worn tires! So I called him a piece of
horse shit. He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield
with the first. Then he started writing a third ticket! This went on for
about 20 minutes. The more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote. I
didn't care. My car was parked around the corner. I try to have a little
fun each day. It's important.
Name: Looking for Hoffman
EmailAddress: robertingman632@msn.com
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Dear Abby:
I have been engaged for almost a year. I am to be married next month.
My fiancee's mother is not only very attractive but really great and
understanding. She is putting the entire wedding together and invited me
to her place to go over the invitation list because it had grown a bit
beyond what we had expected it to be.
When I got to her place we reviewed the list and trimmed it down to
just under a hundred ... then she floored me. She said that in a month I
would be a married man and that before that happened, she wanted to have
sex with me. Then she just stood up and walked to her bedroom and on her
way said that I knew where the front door was if I wanted to leave.
I stood there for about five minutes and finally decided that I knew
exactly how to deal with this situation. I headed straight out the front
door . . .
There, leaning against my car was her husband, my father-in-law to be.
He was smiling. He explained that they just wanted to be sure I was a good
kid and would be true to their little girl. I shook his hand and he
congratulated me on passing their little test.
Abby, should I tell my fiancee' what her parents did, and that I
thought their "little test" was asinine and insulting to my
character?
Or should I keep the whole thing to myself including the fact that the
reason
I was walking out to my car was to get a condom?
Name: Eric
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Mark,
Do you have a reference to that article? I'd be interested in reading
it. tia.
Name: Woodstock lady
EmailAddress: prefer no emails to my office
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Dear Sam/Eileen, I have this wonderful memory of meeting you and Peter
and Emmett one amazingly beautiful spring (or was it summer) day, in 1969.
It was on a huge piece of property - literally hundreds, if not thousands,
of acres of fields and hills and valleys with long grass and wild flowers,
somewhere near Woodstock, upstate New York. There was either one or two
other women with you. All of the ladies (not the men) were naked, dancing
with flowers in your hair. I was young, shy - rather intimidated by your
remarkable beauty. My "old man" and I had been introduced to
your group by Rick Danko. We lived in Woodstock. We became quite friendly
with Emmett who later introduced us to Howard and Jones Alk, Mason
Hoffenberg, & Albert Grossman. Later, I had a fling with Emmett in NYC
when he was staying at The Chelsea Hotel and later at Leonard Cohen's loft
in Chinatown. Emmett also introduced me to both Pearl & junk. In any
event, I really haven't much to offer here, I just thought you'd like to
know that my memories of meeting you, Peter and Emmett have stayed with me
all these years. Do you remember that trip to New York? I enjoy reading
your entries and learning about the woman you've become. You are ever
delightful, insightful and warm.
Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Eric,
I read an article yesterday (interview) about Jack Nicholson. Nicholson
talked about Richard Brautigan and the infamous jar of torn up currency he
keeps in his living room to this day. Apparently this was started when
Brautigan tore up two 50 dollar bills and tossed them into the jar in
1970? Nicholson regards it as an artwork has done since then.
Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen and all,
Just checking in to say the weather here is getting out of hand again.
Very windy and heavy rain squalls coming in of the bay. The power is
flickering on and off. My wetsuit is nearby. Time to throw another log on
the fire and hope the power stays on for the Raider game.
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
yeah Eileen I saw the weather report this morning...wanna borrow my wet
suit?
I recieved a gift certificate from Bloomiongdales for Christmas...I
have never been there...I shall never go again...it was insane...not just
the amount of people due to after Christmas sales...but the prices...I
mean PALEESE...a tiny fru-fru tank top of some chintzy (and I don't mean
Chintz)material for $68.00...I am a modern hard working woman, but I don't
understand that concept...my roomate works for a designer, Betsy Johnson
and HER tank tops go for $200.00...JAYSUS...it's criminal to me...Eileen
there was a Marc Jacobs dress that you would have make so much
better...for $480.00. My favorite dress I have ever owned was made by you
Eileen...if I remember correctly you took apart an extra large dress from
the thrift store (because the material was beautiful) and reworked
it...and my all time favorite blouse you also made...a green long sleeved
scoop neck with smocking...it was gorgeous...can I send you my current
stats and some material and some money...the only thing I could afford to
buy at Bloomys with the 50 dollars was a bra! Alright that's it...I'm
headed home...besides this office is weird when there's no one here...WWR,
Nik
ps Eric...I was there with the caravan...also I can't remember if asked
you if you had been at Bergs 60th birthday? Maybe we met there?
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Just a quick one. If it is possible this storm is more intense than the
last. So if you don't hear from me for awhile it's because I'm paddling
around in my boat! I hope that's a joke.
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Whew! "real deal" indeed - the stuff of novels mate. Keep
writing!!!
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Sounds like the Real Deal, Steve.
Name: Static Steve
EmailAddress: Down Yonder
Date: 28 Dec 2002
Comments
Ya, I am a runt... a Monkey Runt. I'm up to 154 Lbs now. I found that
the The trick is to TAKE the time to eat. I'm always on the go in NYC and
realize that I go lean for a day and a half at a time without thinking
twice. Here it's Eat Sleep and drink, which is the game plan. I play
cribbage with the folks alot. Oh, Yes, the Cancer can cook, we have some
milage; she baptized me, prayed for me, housed me, nursed me, boot-legged
liquid codine into Africa on my behalf, covered me at night, dried my
tears at the heigth of the radiation treatments, fed me, changed my
bandages, hell, once I woke up in the parlor soaked in blood; they had
removed drain tubes from each sholder and the right one had opened up.
Nothing would stop the bleeding so they took me to St.V's. They gave me a
tetnus shot and a few stitches, but my skin was so fried from the
radiation that even the needle hole kept bleeding. I was a hand full. I
had to wrap my right leg under the bed rail while holding my head in one
hand and throw myself out of bed just to get up. Being drug free the whole
time, I was naturally hostile a bit and would continually challange the
dealers who sold from my front porch in the wee hours. I'd bust threw em'
stripped to the waste (for full effect) sewn and stappled up from chin to
gut, with a tube hanging out of my stomach and they would scatter. (the
Island folk are very superstitious) The women would scream and say: "Dont
touch him!!..He's sick!!" It was the night of the living dead for
most of those doped up fucks. I was the West 4th Zombie. I wasnt lookin'
fer trouble: I was trouble. Anyway, She put up with all of that shit and
begged me not to mix it up with the natives. Shit, one night, I even
fought off a wild red-headed woman inside my hall way. Another gal had set
her pit bull onto the girl for revenge for a drug burn, and I went to the
door to fight off the dog, she jumped me to save her own ass and we ended
up between both doors, All I knew was that it was a dog attack and didnt
realize that there were women involved..well, It happened so fast that I
instictively started punching with my good arm. Well, she had two good
arms and what seemed like three good feet. Anyway, Rev. Jackie comes down
to find me and this banshee goin' ten rounds. She had seen it all come
down from the upstairs window, and just smiled as I pantomimed what had
happened. After that, Oh, once I was going to give a big dude a free
flying lesson from the pourch, that mourning he and Buckeley had an ethnic
dispute and Buckley had stomped the spokes out of the dudes bycicle and
bent the rims. Anyway, the cat thought that Buckley was a Methodists on
the payroll and came back that night high enough to threaten Jackie. I was
set to plant both heels about chest high, but she got in his face and
turned it into "bad boy in the principle's office". She's very
convincing. Then, BOOM. (make that two booms). She opened the church doors
(and her heart ) to hundreds of terror stricken City Folk who fled north
from south of Cannal Street on the mourning of 9-11. I saw truck load of
faith that day. Later.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Eric~ I lived at the Red Rockers before the caravan took place..just
before Olema shut down in April. I think that was mid '71 when Ariel was 2
1/2 yrs. I also had my black Great Dane, Crow and we lived in a sheep
herders lean-to, a good walk away from the dome. There's QUITE a story
there. Then came back to CA just in time for the caravan. I don't know
what became of the scene there, and would like to know as well. Ben and
Chipita are the only folks I have had any contact with since then.
Name: Eric
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Nicole,
When were you in the Huerfano valley? Was that when the Caravan came to
Ortiviz Ranch? I was there part of the group that bought the Ortiviz Ranch
that had come out from Cambridge in the summer of 1970. I remember the
Triple A band (Anonymous Artists of America), the big dome that the Red
Rockers built, and the Libre Commune. I'm sure I've told the story how I
became a vegetarian when we threw a Thanksgiving dinner for the other
communes in the valley and I was put in charge of killing the chickens.
How long were you there? Do you know what ever became of Triple A?
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Steve~ Glad you found a computer..he's still there til the 4th folks.
I'm missing you here a bunch. Two Cancers? Well, you won't be short on
FEELINGS! Get the Kleenex out..you got that right. Pretty exciting news,
that. Hope it's a grand affair! From the sounds of weather reports NY will
be a shock after Florida. I can't believe you are with your family with no
way to make calls OUT..that is the only way I can keep my equaliberium sp?
when I'm back home. Glad to hear you're eating the good stuff..a whole
150#s huh? You must be a scrawney runt! Just need to get enough good ole
Southern food to pack it on, to get you thru the rest of the winter! PS
Can this saintly woman cook? I do hope someone is going to feed you when
you get home.
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Aye St. Steven...CEAD MILE FAILTE (Irish for 100,000 welcomes)
...and in the words of Donald Fagen...NO STATIC AT ALL
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
and so the truck load of Diggers came to a sparking halt at the very
voice of Steve back from Fla. Welcome back mate - As you can see we are
all getting giddy from entertaining ourselves. Whew! - No static on the
line............IMAM-Suspect (end act one)
Name: Steve
EmailAddress: FLA
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Sponge, our entries seem to hit at the same time OFTEN. Are you tuned
in?..or what?...I cant wait for an answer now. Will check in tommarow. Hi
Nik...I'm up to 150 lbs!!,..been gorging fried chicken livers, grits,
sausage, eggs, beer, cat fish, salmon, rice etc. etc.
Name: Saint Steven
EmailAddress: Gulf of Mexico (sea of love)
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Wow, the site is really buzzing. Well, I'm familied up for the next 25
years. This auta' hold me. Dig, I just tapped into my Hotmail. I didnt
know that you could do that. I thought that you had to use the same
computer that you set up the address from. Anyway, I recieved a nasty note
from the Lady Reverend who saved my spiritual and physical ass two years
ago. When she visited NYC at the first of this Dec. she was showing enough
leg for me to get a hard on during service. Being somewhat spiritualy
chalanged, I didnt exactly take it as a sign from above...anyway...so I
hid out for fear of an uncontrollable urge to defrock that little nun
prior to communion. Its a wild ass form of taboo love in more ways than
one, See, When we met she was not only my Reverend, she was also engaged
to be wed. Well, now that she's a widow, I leveled with her via E-Mail and
told her that I always loved her ass...(ah...Her, and her ass that is.)
...and that ducking out was my way of parting as friends and not going
down in infamy for swinging on a preacher's tits. (Its usually the other
way around, aint it? Well, Anyway, she leveled with me and informed me
that I could push the swing. Sweet Jesus! There is a God! I told ya my
money's on the Methodists. Anyway, in as much as NYC is to small for two
ground zeros, we plan on making a big boom in the midwest. She's only 54
and her sign is Cancer. So, I figure on getting a box of cleanex and
putting on a vidio of the Posidon Adventure for starters. Be back on the
3rd. I miss New York. It dont suck...it just blows.
Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress: confused
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Humidifiers, antistatic suits, and truck loads of 700 lb digger poetry?
? ? time for Dr's revenge A duel was fought between Alexander Shott and
John Nott. Nott was shot and Shott was not. In this case it is better to
be Shott than Nott. Some said that Nott was not shot. But Shott says that
he shot Nott. It may be that the shot Shott shot, shot Nott, or it may be
possible that the shot Shott shot, shot Shott himself. We think, however,
that the shot Shott shot, shot not Shott, but Nott. Anyway, it is hard to
tell which was shot and which was not
Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
excuse me...that's Farasita, Colorado...the Huerfano Valley
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
I am laughing so hard right now my co workers think i've gone over the
edge...and they thought I only sparked...plus they've yet to see me walk
in with my "outfit" on...especially now that I'm sporting a
spray bottle in the kitchen gloved hand and scissors in the one with red
rubber on the tips...YIKES ...perhaps I can attach roller wheels to the
humidifier and use it rather like a scooter or skateboard...meanwhile
looking also like Rena from Green Mansions...and still I wear white cotton
underthings...or maybe they should be made out of hemp...possibly this all
stems from the time riding with Mary Ann and JP Pickens in Farasita, New
Mexico a bolt of lightening about 2 feet thick struck right in front of
the truck and even seemed to knock asphalt around...and well, it could
have been that time I...oh never mind...but back to the truck stop...part
of the story is that even though they have the truck up on blocks for 3
months at the cousins house in the 'burbs (obviously he doesn't keep
working on it because he loves having his hands in grease...he just
doesn't KNOW what he's doing!!!and he doesn't even have a Chiltons manual)
and so that's why cousin Bart grimaces when dude says ,"let me have a
look at that broken snow blower of yours...yeah right
Seriously everyone thanks for your help...if I can't stop the sparking
I can keep laughing with all of you...yr pal, Nik
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
And everyone everywhere is to receive a free copy of Brautigan's 700
pound poem "All Watched Over By Loving Grace."
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
That's it! The truck load of Diggers will deliver the spark that shocks
the world directly into the moment - the "real" moment. Michael
is driving the truck over the carpets of America - dragging his feet again
while the Diggers (wearing cotton underlayers) run around inside the
truck. Everyone loads up on the electricity for temporary storage inside
Nicole's anti-static suit. This same mysterious life affirming energy will
also run the humidifiers to keep the flowers fresh - Rara come into focus
inside the truck handing everyone protective garlands. Now were actually
getting somewhere! - But Where? IMAM-Suspect
Name: Michael
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
One more thing to add to Sparking Nicole Episode I. Run with scissors
or some other metal extension to your hand. In my tiny little office, if I
touch the faucet or doorknob with a spoon I have nearby, I still see the
spark, but don't get the jolt. If I want a big blue spark, I drag my shoes
and roll along on my chair - I can only roll about four feet - and gather
up a big charge. I'm guessing it's plenty wet enough in Eileen's house
that she can't have this kind of fun.
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
The plot thickens for "A Truckload of Diggers!" with
humidifiers at the ready and lots of fresh flowers surrounding Nicole in
her fashionable anti-static outfit. Who is driving the truck? Will it ever
arrive? Will the Diggers get out of the kitchen? These any many other
questions are being answered as we type! Now I am being silly - but hey -
better this than worrying about the impending wars..........IMAM-Suspect
(all in fun)
Name: Rara
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Nicole, A humidifier may help. try also putting fresh flowers in water.
anything to hydrate the air. also, avoid synthetic clothes or at least
wear cotton underlayers. drink LOTS of water. get a mister spray bottle,
about $2 at a hardware store or beauty supply. I use a spray bottle with
pure water when i fly. pretty soon other passengers are asking me to spray
them.
some real plants in real dirt will help enliven the place and hydrate
the air. ask each co worker to bring a live plant and let your garden
grow. bring ornamentals, nurtritionals, munchables. parsley is very nice
and grows with ease. will a basil plant make it? Basil is a mild euphoric
and an immune enhancer. I like to wear basil springs in my hair.
the vegan pesto recipe basil leaves no buds garlic water little olive
oil braggs, soy sauce or salt tofu to make creamy or nuts or seeds eg:
sunflower seeds, tofu, almonds, etc.
OM
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress: Archival Curiosity?
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Found this by accident and thought you would get a kick out of how Free
Lit. gets turned into an expensive collector's item. IMAM-Suspect
BRAUTIGAN, Richard. All Watched Over By Machines of Loving Grace. (San
Francisco); Communications Company, 1967. First edition. Pamphlet.
Published in a limited edition of 1500 copies that were originally given
away free. This copy inscribed by the author "To ……. ok? ok.
Yes." Inscription signed and dated by the author, July 28th 1967,
together with a small drawing of a fish. Stapled wrappers. Some small
handling marks otherwise at least very good. £700
http://website.lineone.net/~red.snapper/general.html
Name: Nana
EmailAddress: mysticharley628@bellsouth.net
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
To any brothers or sisters who can help. I have lost contact with a
brother and am in search for him.3/99 I was badly beaten by a local and
DHR took my son because of it. To get him home I had to move into a safe
house. I have him and have moved to Mississippi. I left behide my family
and I am looking to find a brother and the path home. The brother I speak
of was and still is my only love. I did not want to leave him but had to
in order to get my son home.His nick is Spanky and has traveled with
Reneagde. I just want to know he is alright and to let him know I am
searching for him.I have very little but will give it all to find him.
Please if any one can help me I would greatly appreciate it. LOVIN ALL,
Nana
Name: Eric
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Dec 2002
Comments
Sign of old age? This morning, I opened email before having morning
coffee and started deleting all the spam messages, commercial or
otherwise. Suddenly one message grabbed my attention. I thought it might
be someone sending some leads on my research into the development of the
60s avant garde. It looked like the subject line read: "Revolutionary
Agit Prop" but alas it was only "Revolutionary Anti Aging
Product". If not sign of old age, it's at least a sign of the times.
BTW, speaking of research, has anyone read Daniel Ellsberg's
long-awaited memoir, Secrets?
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
Back off the roof for 2 min. Nicole! Jerimah is a HUNK! I don't even
recognize him except for the way he holds his jaw. From an acorn to and
oak. I'm in shock..there's so much MORE of him. Ha oh my gosh!
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
Well Nicole seems you have a movie in the making..with your outfit
already worked out. It sounds like the makings of an adult cartoon..have
you ever seen Tank Girl? Here's the best site I could find for it.
http://www.worthing.co.uk/tank.htm
Kay-anne loved it and has created her own cartoon, I think this being
the inspiration. It's popular at this house as well..although it gets a
bit long for me. It's a mix of real people and cartoons. If you guys
haven't seen it you must. Now I could definitely see this worked up.
And for my update..I'm taking a coffee and baklava break. I'm hanging
off the roof of the cabin again..remember the last time I was up there
having to jump from the roof? Shi-ut. It's been just drizzeling all day
and I thought I was cool but now the rain's moving in and I'm not done.
later....
Name: PS - IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
Somebody cue the prop department about Nicole's "non-static"
body electric outfit for the BBC production of "A Truck Load of
Diggers!" okay? IMAM-Suspect (with covert designs)
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
Nicole - That's it! The BBC is waiting........IMAM-Suspect
Name: r n a
EmailAddress: fresh air
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
http://www.pianoladynancy.com/lissajous/laser_show.htm
my cousin sent me this. best to all.
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
IMAM, One night in Woodstock NY, Peter, myself and a couple of friends
Martin and Susan Carey sat around a table and came up with a TV pilot
about a truck full of digger folk who pull into a relatives driveway to
fix a problem they were having with the truck ...of course when they open
the truck door about 14 people pour out along with kids and dogs and who
knows what and the tag line was," How long can it take to fix a
truck?!!??" It was very funny...
Name: RaRa
EmailAddress: OMMMMMMMMMMMM
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
Roughing it at LIttle Beach on Xmas. Warm and toastie with my hippy
friends. Bhagwan Das was there. He is on island doing the guru tour.
Bhagwan Das is the "enlightened one" who Baba Ram Das discovered
in India in the 60's and wrote about in his wonderful collection of books,
"Be Here Now." Baba Ram Das was just on Island where he had a
weekend workshop (days only at a fancy resort) but I didn't go because of
the $200 plus price tag. I heard Baba Ram Das 20 something years ago here
on Maui for $10 and enjoyed his talk but $10 was about what it was worth
to me.
Anyway, Bhagwan Das is now on Maui making about a dozen appearences in
the theaters and yoga studios for a heft $25 price tag. He's traveling
with Howard Willis and one other "guru." BTW, Bhagwan Das is a
white guy with the mandatory sanyasan dreads. Unlike the malnournished
Indians, he has one very big Buddha belly.
At little beach he came over while some of us were burning something.
Someone asked him where he lived. I knew that one: sanyasans have no
address. His answer was that he lived from microphone to microphone (his
appearances) and not anywhere in particular.
Here's what i found of interest. Later someone mentioned to me a
conversation she had had with Bhagwan Das. The bottom line was that the
guru enlightened one was complaining that his 3 children were all yuppies,
and where did he go wrong? !!
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
Duh - "It might be you!" - Surely there is a Digger play!
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
Wonderful to almost feel the snow! - thanks for the picture Nicole - I
envy your morning wake up in wonderland....... Say - if any of you are -
were - or will be writing a short (TV) play in the near future here is a
link to the BBC's new competition - open only to those out of the UK -
check it out if this is your ballywick - It might you!- IMAM-Suspect http://www.bbc.co.uk/worldservice/programmes/competition/playwriting/
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Dec 2002
Comments
Good morning all...wow what a great snow storm...veritable winter
wonderland...I had such a great time yesterday...good food, good
friends...we ate and played music and all the while the snow kept coming
and coming and coming...this morning walking to the train was really
something...thank god for good snow boots...
Thanks to everyone for your static feedback...wait, let me
rephrase...feedback on my static problem...all the shocks were worth the
laughter you all brought me with your comments...and Joe I think you're
right about a short in the building...because it's just a bit over the
top...
Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Dec 2002
Comments
Naz,
I had the same trouble with Coyote's stuff. I emailed him last week and
he said he had been without power for 5 days. I would email him and ask
him to check to see if he still has your address on his list. May have
lost it in the power fiascos we are having in NorCal.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Dec 2002
Comments
wdprod@earthlink.net
Drop Coyote a note here saying you would like to be on his mailing
list. If you ever send him an email at that address, just know he normally
checks it once a wk.
Name: the Naz
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Dec 2002
Comments
How do i get on Coyote's email list? I was on it.. got a few e mails,
and then, poof, no more. now i can't find the connect.
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Dec 2002
Comments
Kisses and Hugs to the ladies - a Bow and Toast to the men - and where
is Coyote's blog - is it for the general blogist reader or a private
blogation? -IMAM-Suspect - Nearly alone but quite content on Christmas
Day.
Name: Joe
EmailAddress: Hey Joe
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Nicole....the indoor air is dry in the winter as opposed to the summer.
The moisture in the air helps the electrons that are built up by friction
to disperse more readily. Maybe you are shuffling your feet more when you
walk than the other people in the office? You build up an electrical
charge that way and then when you touch something metal it acts as a
conductor and the charge goes from you to the metal causing a spark. If
everyone is getting a shock it may be that there is a faulty ground in the
building. So maybe you need to do some high stepping at the water cooler.
I've been working in an office building for the last 7 months on light
duty. I always have worked outside other wise. I dont know how anyone can
work in an office for years. I am climbing the walls. I like to joke
around so I havelightened the place a bit. Today was a day tinged with
sadness as I walked down the Fulton Street Mall and thought of all those I
knew who are no longer here. Happy Holidays to you all.
Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen,
Hey, great news about some financial manipulations on your behalf. It
sounds like all will be well. Just about to head out for Christmas Eve
family gathering so I will be back tomorrow. Take care all.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Mark~I can't keep up with Coyote's mailings. I save then for late night
reading.
But guess what?! I told him what I was going through here..about to
loose my home and all. And he emailed me a business proposal for my dad,
to help me keep this house..for me to send like it's from me. He's the
master fignagler (is there a correct spelling for that?) and I really
can't see my dad turning me down. Ariel sat with me this afternoon to fine
tune it and it's now in the mail. We wait with baited breath. (is that
worm breath or what?) To be continued......
Got a gift from a friend that works at the local sauna for Ariel,
Miranda and me to come for free tonight. It just gets better and better.
Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Okay.....I knew that. Damn, it is sunny and clear here. I was ready for
more hoopla from the skies. Did you read the last emission from Coyote's
blog?
Travis, are you hooked to Coyote's list? Interesting articles are
spewing forth.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Hhahah ha HA ha..you're easy Mark! You knew all along we weren't your
run of the mill women, now didn't cha?!
Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen, Nicole and Ohio Girl,
I am trying to do my best at cleaning up this shack for tomorrow's
hoedown. This conversation seems a bit on the extreme side. Nicole in a
wetsuit and heels. Eileen with a bald head and a gallon jug of coffee then
Ohio Girl locking up computers with magnetized waste baskets . You
motherfuckers are scaring me. I don't think I have ever called a woman a
motherfucker before. Holy shit.
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Digger - the cling free way! NO static from us folks - just laughter
and joy.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
hahahaa that would be SHAVED my head at 40. I need to get off the
computer til this coffee wears down a tad.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Yeah DO IT Nicole! NO silk though..sorry. Maybe your underwear. Silk
will immediately stick to you like your skin..a great deal like Ohio Girls
candy wrapper. We're talking cotton, even wool can be a problem. And yes
USE hair conditioner. Just not the nice light kind..or keep your hair tied
to see if that makes a difference. Our hair alone is like an antena for
energy..having saved my head at 40, I can tell you this to be true.
Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
I had that static thing happen when I used to be a typesetter. No one
else was having any problems in an office of about 60 people. One day I
stood up from my computer and the entire company went dark, including the
entire computer system. Raw power!!!!! Extreme embarrassment!!!!! The
systems guy spend a few hours sitting in my chair and throwing a candy
wrapper repeatedly into my trash can and watching as it stuck to the
sides. They decided my end of the room was too damp due to some new
construction, or something, no one ever solved it for sure but what a
topic of jokes. I think I remember that they put a plastic mat under my
chair eventually? Maybe we're just so unusual!
Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
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Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
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Name: nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
...I can hear the office gossip after I walk in wearing...a black
rubber bustier (sp?) a cling free silk skirt...red rubber tips on the
fingers of one hand and a Michael Jackson kitchen glove on the other...my
hair a fright for no conditioner...barefoot...with maybe some fiber optic
film lines across my shoulders...they could light up!!!! I'll make sure
the batteries for the digital camera are charged, hell I could probably
charge them myself!
the sick part is ...I'd love to walk in here like that what a hoot!
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
that would be...synthetics are the WORST for stirring up static.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Ha ha ha Nicole! you could wear a wet suit or rubber kitchen gloves!
You could go into the rubber erotica number and see who you draw out of
the closet! Ok, seriously (hey I was serious) these things might help..use
a different hair conditioner..your hair catches A LOT of static and use
fabric softner if you're wearing synthetics..synthetics are the for
creating static. Also check out the souls of your shoes. Leather stirs it
up like crazy.
Name: IMAM
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
Nicole - How about wearing red rubber finger tips like the ones used
for dealing with postage stamps? Or wearing an anti-static line over your
shoulder? What's an anti-static line? - I have no idea..... Sorry - but I
think this is due to your electric personality! I just had to say that....
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
I have a question perhaps someone can answer for me...our office has
static electricity during the winter...but where as everyone else in here
gets a small little sumpin' sumpin' when they touch metal or shake hands,
I get a spark and noise you can see and hear across the room not to
mention a jolt that shakes my whole body...this week has been ridiculous I
ever tried putting rubber bands around my feet to try for a better
ground...the framing is metal instead of wood so anything I touch is doing
it...even the plants on the file cabinets...what the hell's up with that?
any ideas, Nik
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
The link was lovely Tomas, thanks
Name: Tomas
EmailAddress: tomas@laurelrose.com
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
I am always wanting something that I already have. I want to rake in my
family and settle them at my feet. I want the sugar and spice to perfume
my life. I keep forgetting to open my eyes and view what I see. I wish you
the warmest feelings. Love is a nice word to say in times like these. Take
Care Love Tomas http://www.laurelrose.com/EGOMORNINGSTAR.HTM
I say hello.
Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Dec 2002
Comments
"Nineteen things that took me 50 years to learn," point
#8--there he is, the weeble/donut...... A giant revelantion about kids and
parents came to me in the down-to-earth situation of the first time one of
my boys was able to reach something on a shelf that was too high for me to
reach. (I love you with all my heart, and you are useful too, wow, too
much!!). No really, it's something to do with the progression of life.
Have made and continue to make, tons of mistakes as a child and as a
parent, I don't know any other way to do it, and yet there is still that
graceful progression of life.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
Steve~We miss you. Hope you're having a good one!
Name: caviar lover
EmailAddress: vit@1-800-caviar.com
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
You built your site very well.Thank you!
Name: Blue & getting bluer
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen -- a masterpiece. Live in fact in NC & in dreams on the
bayou. But'chou nailed it & cannot thank you enuf. frum an ole coonass
in de mountains
Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen.....That is damn funny.
Hey Nicole, we may get a little snow out here also, weather has turned
cold and more rain on the way. Thanks for telling about you Mom and how
you handled it, like it or not we all get tougher behind all this stuff. I
don't know which is harder, being the parent or being the child. I gave up
on thinking about it all. At 56 years I have spent 40 years on my own
which kinda dwarfs my time under the parental influence. They are old now
and will soon need me to help them, wonder how that will turn out?
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen...ps...(sigh)yeah...
Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen...I'm rolling !!!!!!!thank you...nik
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
Nicole, I often have gotten myself through when I felt like a complete
loser as a mom, with the thought.."you have no idea how bad I COULD
be". We have to get points for hanging in there, at the very
least..whether we got it all perfect are not. Anybody get it perfect?
I totally understand about wiping things out and starting from scratch.
For many yrs I was looking with great expectation for Scallion's and
Cayce's earth changes predictions. Then it dawned on me one day we were
not going to get it that easy. Life just doesn't work that way. We're
going to have to clean up and correct this mess or live with it.(die with
it, is more like it). I still do not entirely understand about the
Medicine People that have said to just step back and let it go down. There
are still prayers out there as far as I can tell, for the enlightment of
mankind. I would not be able to stand what I know if I didn't have strong
ways to pray. I don't think what we really want to see is going to happen
with just logistics. In the end I have to not keep too tight a hold on the
"news" and remember to do as you are doing and breathe in the
morning and take it one day at a time.
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress: Well while we're at it......
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
This is my kind of Christmas:
De Twelve days of Crissmus on de bayou...
Day 1: Dear Boudreaux, tank you fo de bird in de pear tree. I fix las'
night wif dirty rice. I doan tink de pear tree will grow in de swamp so I
swap it fo a satsuma.
Day 2: Dear Boudreaux, you letter say you sen two turtledove, but all I
get was two scrawny pigeon. Anyway, I mix dem wif some andouille an made
som gumbo outta dem.
Day 3: Dear Boudreaux, Why don you sen some crawfish? I'm tired of
eatin dem darn birds. I gave two of dose prissy french chickens to Marie
Trahan over at Grans Bayou an fed the third to my dog Phideaux. Marie
needed some sparrin partners for her fightin' rooster.
Day 4: Dear Boudreaux, Mon Dieux! I tol you no mo friggin birds! Deez
four, what you call dem, "calling birds", were so noisy you
could hear dem all de way to Napoleonville. I use dere necks fo my crab
trap, an fed de rest to de gators.
Day 5: Dear Boudreaux, You finally sen somethin useful. I like dem gold
rings, me. I hock dem at de pawn shop in Thibodeaux an get enuf money fo
to fix de shaft on my shrimp boat an buy a round fo de boys down at de
Raisin Cain Lounge. Merci Beaucoup!
Day 6: Dear Boudreaux, Couchon! Back to de birds, you coonass turkey!
Po ol egg suckin Phideaux is scared to death at dem six gaesses. He try to
eat dems aigs an dey peck de heck outta his snout. Dey good at eatin
cockroaches though. I may stuff one of dem wit eryster dressin on Crissmus
day.
Day 7: Dear Boudreaux, I gonna wring you fool neck de nex time I sees
you. Thibeau, de mailman, is ready to kill you. De merde from all dem
birds is stinkin up his mailboat somethin awful, yeah. He afraid somebody
gonna slip on dat stuff an sue him good. I let dem seven swans aloose to
swim on de bayou an some duck hunters from Mississippi blasted dem outta
de water. Talk to you tomorrow.
Day 8: Dear Boudreaux, Po ol Thibeau, he has to make tree trip on his
mailboat to deliver dem 8 maids a milkin and dere 8 cows. One of dem cows
got spooked by a gator and almost tip over de boat.. I don like dem
shiftless maids, me no. I tolt dem to get to work guttin fish and sweepin
de shack an dey say it was not in dey contract. Dey probably tink deys too
good to skin nutrias dat I caught las night, too.
Day 9: Dear Boudreaux, Wat you tryin to do, huh? Thibeau had to borry
de Lutcher ferry to carry dem jumpin twits you calls "lords a leapin"
across de bayou. As soon as dey gets here dey wanted a tea break wit
crumpets. I don know wat dat mean, but I says, " Well, la di da, you
get chicory coffee or nuttin." Mon Dieu, Emile, Watta I gon feed all
dese bozos? Dey too snooty for nutria an de cows have done gone an eat up
all my turnip greens.
Day 10: Dear Boudreaux, You gots to be outta you mind! If de mailman
don kill you, I will fo sho. Today he deliver 10 half nekkid floozies from
Bourbon Street. Dey say dey be "Ladies Dancin", but dey don act
like no ladies in front of dem limey twits. Dey almos left after one of
dem got bit by a water moccasin over by de outhouse. I had to butcher two
cows to feed toute le monde an had to get toilet paper. De Sears Catalog
wasn't good enuf fer dem hoity toity lords royal behins.
Day Eleven: Dear Boudreaux, where you be? Cheerio and pip pip. You
eleven pipers piping arrives today from de House O Blues, secon linin as
dey gets off de boat. We fix snuffed gaeeses and beef jambalaya, finish da
whiskey an we havin a fais-do-do. Da new mailman, he drink a bottle of
Jack Daniel an he havin a good time dancin wit dem floozies. Thibeau, he
jump offa da Sunshine Bridge yesterday, screamin you name. If you get a
package in de mail an it be tickin--Don open it!
Day 12: Dear Boudreaux, I sorry to tell you, but I not you truelove
nomore, no. After de fais-do-do, I spen de night wif Jaque, de head piper.
We decide to open a gentleman's club on de bayou. De floozies, excuse me,
Ladies Dancing can make $20 fo a table dance an de lords can valet park de
boats. Since de maids don have no mo cows to milk, I train dem to set my
crab trap, watch my trotline an run my shrimpin bizness. We probably gross
two mebbe one million clam nex year.
c'est la vie.
Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
I got this from someone that just turned 50: Subject: Nineteen Things
That Took Me Fifty Years to Learn 1. Never under any circumstances take a
sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night. 2. If you had to identify,
in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never
will achieve, its full potential, that word would be "meetings."
3. There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental
illness." 4. People who want to share their religious views with you
almost never want you to share yours with them. 5. And when God, who
created the entire universe with all of its glories, decides to deliver a
message to humanity, He WILL NOT use, as His messenger, a person on cable
TV with a bad hairstyle... 6. You should not confuse your career with your
life. 7. No matter what happens, somebody will find a way to take it too
seriously. 8. When trouble arises and things look bad, there is always one
individual who perceives a solution and is willing to take command...Very
often, that individual is crazy. 9. Nobody cares if you can't dance well.
Just get up and dance. 10. Never lick a steak knife. 11. Take out the
fortune before you eat the cookie. 12. The most powerful force in the
universe is gossip. 13. You will never find anybody giving a clear and
compelling reason why we observe daylight savings time. 14. You should
never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests that you think
she's pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that
moment. 15. There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people
to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is age eleven. 16.
"The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age,
gender, religion, economic status or ethnic background, is that, deep down
inside, we ALL believe that we are above average drivers. 17. The main
accomplishment of almost all organized protests is to annoy people who are
not in them. 18. A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is
not a nice person. 19. Your friends love you anyway.
Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
Nicole - Incredibly well said. Thank you - personally I am honored to
"virtually" know all of you here - and to have shared these many
current thoughts, fond rememberances, well wishes to each other and yes,
even our fears. I believe we have all been touched - if not indeed healed
at times - by some of these heartfelt contributions to this ongrowing
dialogue. - So for this alone I raise my glass and toast you all. You are
all so very brave - generous and sentient .
Name: :Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
Hi all...there's just something wonderful about New York City at
holiday time...the sunrise this morning was spectacular...according to the
weather we will have snow for Chrismas...very low key for me this
year...dinner with some friends...I look forward to that...I wiah all of
us from this site could sit together at a long ass table and toast to a
better world.
Unfortunately the world is still building to this crescendo of chaos
with GW and his posse...and other than speak up...I am at a loss...a part
of me wishes it would blow all to hell then the earth can start over or we
can just move on...I don't mean this to sound weird but I would be happy
to go if it worked like an anti biotic to the planet and the flora and
fauna...I swear...
the other subject broached over the past week was mothers...My mother
died at her own hand when I was 10...but it is still like yesterday in my
heart, as a result I get along with everyones mother not having had
one...and it was very hard for me to hear what my son, Jeramiah's
complaints were & are about my mistakes in raising him...I was
surprised by some of the things he told me...I had been blind really...at
the same time he has written me the most incredible letters telling me
that he wouldn't change anything because he has come to understand the sum
of his experience makes him the man he is today...and that I gave him
basics that helped him through his own personel garbage...I always said he
turned out such a caring, nice man inspite of having me for a mother...and
we are both still clearing our paths...funny, I used to call him my path
finder when he was very small, because if I started to get too out there i
would picture him standing at a fork in the road in the dark holding a
kerosine lamp and saying,"pst, ma, this way" I'm sure he saved
my life more than a few times...
okay, enough, enjoy and lift a glass of whatever to us all...with warm
regard, Nik
Name: Mark Hebard
EmailAddress: Sailon@anewyear.com
Date: 23 Dec 2002
Comments
Happy and safe holiday wishes to all from sunny (for now) Monterey Bay.
Steve, you must be diggin' the FLA weather. RNA, a little sun time at
Little Beach sounds good to me.
Name: Teri Marshal
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Dec 2002
Comments
Wonderful site. Thanks
http://www.kc-mall.net
Name: Mark
EmailAddress: Cleaningoutthefridge@Theinlawsarecoming.com
Date: 22 Dec 2002
Comments
Eileen,
You can do this. You can do this. You can do this. You can do this.
Name: curious is as curious does
EmailAddress: Fort Sill
Date: 22 Dec 2002
Comments
Mark, thanks for letting me know you had chance to read the post-I look
forward to where this is going to take us--and the more the merrier--Merry
Christmas to everybody, y un prospero ano nuevo--hasta la vista--felicidades...............T
Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Dec 2002
Comments
Hey there Travis,
I new your post would be coming and thanks for taking the time to put
it together. Given that I am about to be swept out to the emotional sea of
the Holiday Season I will need some time to work through your words so as
to make a stab at intelligent response. It takes me a while but I get
there. My formal education relevant to the discussion is limited but I
will put it up anyway. I earned a BFA-Painting with honors from California
College of Arts and Crafts 77 or 78 (I forget which year) and I have a
couple of AS Degrees that have allowed me to feed and clothe myself and
family. Four years in the USAF 64 to 67 as a Technical Training
Instructor, Amarillo AFB, Texas.
I hope you don't mind me encouraging others to take a shot at some of
this as I think it would help in understanding the issues you put up here.
Your thoughts on the generational divide intrigues me right off.
Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Dec 2002
Comments
Speaking of Gregrory - here are two poems I wrote following his bardic
transformation published in Jack Magazine -http://www.jackmagazine.com/issue3/guthrie.html
Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Dec 2002
Comments
Mark - Thanks very much for ordering my book! I will look forward to
hearing your take on it - and per Gregory's line = "Power is standing
on a street corner waiting for no one."
Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Dec 2002
Comments
Holy Cow T! You got some stuff on your mind! Will have to get to this
later tonight.
Hope you all are geared up for this coming whatever this week. I'm not
at all ready but Ariel will be here tomorrow and I will be quite busy
pulling loose ends together to be the good mom..if at all possible. Just
got to focus just focus. I can do this.
Name: curious is as curious does
EmailAddress: West Point of the West
Date: 22 Dec 2002
Comments
Hey Mark--Regarding your question 0n 27/Nov/o2--(and damn the spelling
errors and proper names) Upon reflection, the use of the term "Imperialsim"
in relation to US foreign policy strategy and military objectives, seems a
little glib. The propaganda efforts thus far have been fairly tightly
woven into a classic case of mis-direction, similar to any close-up magic,
in the the hands of a good practitioner...what disturbs me most is whether
or not W had foreknowledge of Bin Laden's plans, and allowed it to happen
anyway. That W is capable of that kind of duplicity goes with the
territory. Still, even though that effort is tantamount to David slaying
Goliath ( the Towers, you know they tried it once before in the basement),
Bin Laden and S Hussein are but small fry in relation to former KGB head
Vladimir Putin's power and reach. The question of Iraqi oil is spoken,
adroitley, but somewhat unconvincingly by Michael Elliot, Time Magazine,
Nov/18/02 in an article entitled "The Selling of the President's
War"(sub-head: Bush Should Take Israel and Oil Out of the Iraqi
Question), and I quote," The issue is not price but which companies
will reap the rewards by developing Iraq's reserves. Bagdad has signed
several contracts with non-American firms--including those from France,
China and Russia--to develop the oil industry once U.N. sanctions are
removed. But outsidethe US it is widely suspected that a post Saddam
regime would rip up those contracts and favor American firms in the
reconstruction effort. There is a remedy at hand. The US could jam the
guns of its critics by SUGGESTING( my emphasis) that after any change of
