The Digger Archives Guestbook 2003

These are the Guestbook Entries from 2003. Please visit the current Guestbook if you would like to leave your own comments. We also have a Discussion Forum where there are threaded topics.
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NOTE: this file contains the entries from June, 2003. The regular Guestbook contains entries later in 2003.

Name:
EmailAddress: Inspired by Country Joe McDonald
Date: 30 Jun 2003

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Memories are illusions subtly crafted to fool the senses, gossamer threads wove delicately through time. Once proud of minor triumphs now sad at last hurrahs the past beckons, enticing specters of youth, lingering like uninvited guests while still awake, yet dreaming dreams of yesterday’s promises.

Thoughts like sound echo and rumble endlessly trumpets play forlornly. "Who am I to sit and wonder, to wait, while the wheels of fate slowly grind my life away?”

I turn to stare intently at the image in the mirror, no answer.

 

 

 

 

Name: cantankerous
EmailAddress:
Date: 30 Jun 2003

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'poetic' appears to be a license for which there exist neither standards nor testing

Name: FYI Service
EmailAddress:
Date: 30 Jun 2003

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BiloxiRed - I had a burger and a bud in the Panhandle - you must have come on the wrong daze. The burger was from the LSD Inn next door to the Straight Theater on Haight St. and the bud could have been from anywhere - most likely heaven sent.

 

 

 

Name: RED NECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 30 Jun 2003

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BURGER AND A BUD

THAT MAKES FINE EATIN

BURGER AND A BUD

NOT FREE

NOT READILY GIVEN

NO BURGER OR BUD AT THE PANHANDLE

SOUL FOOD

SOLD FOOD

OLD FOOD

ITS FREE BECAUSE

ITS OLD

BURGER AND A BUD

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 30 Jun 2003

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I am a little distracted because of relatives vacationing here in Aptos from Thailand. Big 4th weekend family get together things going on but I will check in when I can. The weather has been great and did the barbeque thing yesterday while watching the dolphins cruising up and down just outside the shore break.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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Eileen or Hammond my e-mail is down while they transition me from AT&T to Comcast (corporate buyout screw the client like me) so if you arrive in Oregon tonight or tomorrow morning Eileen call the number I sent and please stop by for a meal, shower, amenities? I am looking forward to your arrival.

Name: Ken Wilson
EmailAddress: kenn_wil@yahoo.com.au
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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Found this site looking for info on methadone and Nazi Germany of all things! The web does work, dragging me (laughing not screaming) back 30 years. Thankyou for this wonderful reminder that some things do endure. Where will I find the time. Ken Sydney Australia

Name: jenn
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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Oh, Hammond, I'll be yer sister too! Believe me, nicole and I have a couple o' doozies for siblings. ONE LOVE...ONE FAMILY...k? hey, at the best we get a Nicole, at the worst, well.....ya just never know. I am sure I picked that family to be her sister. convinced!

Name: jenn
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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steve, especially beat up hands!! I did a pagan wedding ceremony last week and thank the goddess that they were pagan, because their out of town relatives already think they are nuts, then this wild woman comes out of the hills and weds these two lovebirds. I do seem to ALWAYS get cornered by a lutheran who wants to know my "credentials" I say the earth is my church, the religion is NICE and and I am accountable to myself for all I do or do not do. Usually shuts em up. Nice solstice service btw. uuuuh, aries sun, virgo rising, pisces moon, babe. ha

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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Right on Ohio Girl, I am glad to hear you feeling positive and upbeat, I hope things only get better from here.

Name: r n a
EmailAddress: radient
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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a bit of good news this morning. My daughter, 17, was chosen to be in the class that builds a solar car in her high school. Only 8 students were able to join this team, and there were a lot of hoops to jump through. I know it will have a profound effect on her life. she's also taking environmental science, physics, journalism, art, and perhaps oceanography... during her senior year. (also senor english and speech) how fortunate that she is interested in these sciences. she has also asked me to be sure and set her up for college with homeopathics and healing herbs and the books "Prescription for Nutritional Healing" and "Healthy Healing," great self healing books. arnica, rescue remedy, comfrey gel and echinacea, you bet.

the mynah birds scream before sunrise. they are like crows with orange eyes. they always awaken me no matter how late i went to sleep. but of course it's a blessing because i get to see the flaming pink sunrises.

it's sunday so it must be little beach day at makena. the tribe is sparse in the summer as so many little beach goers are at the Rainbow Festival.

just got a copy of "Addicted to War," from the Maui Peace Action Committee. I got one copy and read it and then bought a dozen to spread to some friends. This is an incredible expose of America's blatant attempts to take over the world through unfounded military actions. so well documented it gets rave reviews from a number of sources. My hero, Howard Zinn, endorses this book. Highly recommended.

 

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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Patric

Why! mine of course

Charlton Heston, tch tch .....guess I cant watch "Planet of the apes" again

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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I mean on CNN Saturday, night shift distorts my sense of time beyond my ability to figure it out........ anyways that's an Osbourne Alamo story. I don't have alot of other complaints today (mark this date on the calendar, whatever it might be :^)

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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You "liberated" the Alamo incident from Ozzie (the story was re-told on CNN Sunday). Hey......Ozzie rules!

Name: patrick
EmailAddress: richardfarinareincarnate.org
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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My hero Michael Moore has big ol' nads, eh Spongie? Whose are the biggest over on your side of the pond these days?

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 29 Jun 2003

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just watched BOWLING FOR COLUMBINE ............speechless nuff said

Name: FYI Reality Check
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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SAN FRANCISCO - The district attorney's on-again, off-again pursuit of charges against protesters who shut down the city as the war in Iraq began is off again. Prosecutors decided Friday to drop cases against 407 people charged with traffic violations for blocking city streets during the first days of fighting. Police in riot gear arrested 2,300 demonstrators who brought San Francisco to a standstill. The 407 dismissals leave the other 1,900 cases in doubt. Bobbie Stein, an attorney for many protesters, told the San Francisco Chronicle that Hallinan had assured her those cases would also be dropped.

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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Mungo sick

Name:
EmailAddress: Mungo Sucks
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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God evenig Mungoelvis poodle sprog mungoelvis may you choke on your bastardization of the English language and find a life with the man from Biloxi

Name: mungojerry
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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in the summertime. Mungoelvis must die.

Name: Summer Reading
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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"Got A Revolution" - by Jeff Tamarkin

http://www.gotarevolution.com/

Enjoy!

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress: letters@spiritone.com
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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Sauvant - The 3rd Page loves your "Idiot Sightings" - can we quote you on this?

RSVP

Very funny (real) events like these are priceless....

E.g - Recently I was on a street car and a guy who was obviously 5 sheets to the wind says to this young woman in the seat behind hom (she had red red dyed hair) - "Shay sweaty - where did you get that hair of yours?" - the woman dryly replied: - "From a bottle." - and to this the guy return with: "Gee thash too bad - I'm in AA now." (!)

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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CounterPunched Weeked

"Blathering Sabers"

http://www.counterpunch.org/poems06282003.html

Name: sauvant
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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something to make you smile today...

IDIOTS IN SERVICE:  This week, our phones went dead and I had to contact the telephone repair people. They promised to be out between 8:00 a.m. and 7:00p.m. When I asked if they could give me a smaller time window, the pleasant gentleman asked, "Would you like us to call you before we come?" I replied that I didn't see how he would be able to do that since our phones weren't working. He also requested that we report future outages by email. (Does YOUR email work without a telephone line?).

 

IDIOTS AT WORK:  I was signing the receipt for my credit card purchase when the clerk noticed I had never signed my name on the back of the credit card. She informed me that she could not complete the transaction unless the card was signed. When I asked why, she explained that it was necessary to compare the signature I had just signed on the receipt. So I signed the credit card in front of her. She carefully compared the signature to the one I had just signed on the receipt. As luck would have it, they matched.

 

IDIOTS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD:  I live in a semi-rural area. We recently had a new neighbor call the local township administrative office to request the removal of the Deer Crossing sign on our road. The reason: too many deer were being hit by cars and she didn't want them to cross there anymore.

 

IDIOTS IN FOOD SERVICE:  My daughter went to a local Taco Bell and ordered a taco. She asked the person behind the counter for "minimal lettuce." He said he was sorry, but they only had iceberg.

 

IDIOT SIGHTING #1:  I was at the airport, checking in at the gate when an airport employee asked, "Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge?" To which I replied, "If it was without my knowledge, how would I know?" She smiled knowingly and nodded, "That's why we ask."

 

IDIOT SIGHTING #2:  The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it's safe to cross the street. I was crossing with a coworker of mine when she asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals blind people when the light is red. Appalled, she responded, "What on earth are blind people doing driving?"

 

IDIOT SIGHTING #3:  At a good-bye luncheon for an old and dear coworker who is leaving the company due to "downsizing," our manager commented cheerfully, "This is fun. We should do this more often." Not a word was spoken. We all just looked at each other with that deer-in-the-headlights stare.

 

IDIOT SIGHTING #4:  I work with an individual who plugged her power strip back into itself and for the life of her couldn't understand why her system would not turn on.

 

IDIOT SIGHTING #5:  When my husband and I arrived at an automobile dealership to pick up our car, we were told the keys had been locked in it. We went to the service department and found a mechanic working feverishly to unlock the driver's side door. As I watched from the passenger side, I instinctively tried the door handle and discovered that it was unlocked. "Hey," I announced to the technician, "it's open!" To which he replied, "I know - I already got that side."

Now don't you feel better

Name: FYI - Service
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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Rain Forestation Newts

http://www.guardian.co.uk/conservation/story/0,13369,986846,00.html

Name: FYI Service
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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"The 10 Lies"

http://www.alternet.org/story.html?StoryID=16274

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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RedNeck - your spate of crypotgraphic mindlessness seems to have passed what happend - did you forget to take in your haldol-lithium cocktale this morning? - I rather like the image of you pissing on the Alamo wall even if I do have an immediate cousin who died there (initials = SH) - care to guess who?

Name: RED NECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 28 Jun 2003

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I NEVER HID BEHIDE

I NEVER LOWERD MY SELF

I NEVER DEALT FROM THE BOTTOM

I NEVERCUT A CORNER

STOOD UP STRAIGHT

STRAIGHT AND TALL

I CARRIED MY LOAD

ASKED FOR NO HELP AT ALL

I GET MYSELF BLIND DRUNK

AND I PISSED

ON THE ALAMO WALL

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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I think you got it Cap'n his role models have crossed the great divide, what a waste of talentless drival

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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I think you got it Cap'n his role models have crossed the great divide, what a waste of talentless drival

Name: cap'n psych
EmailAddress: oops!!
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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That is compulsivly, Perhaps Biloxi and I are related.

Name: captain psychotropic
EmailAddress: Wasteofspacee
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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Our fabled genetic idiot from biloxi has flipped his lid right off hhis red neck. Must have been the news of the deaths of his mentors who we have been discussing earlier that makes him copulsively call out to all his current and previous lovers. Hold him down and I'll Jab his dumbass.

Name: RED NECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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Name: FYI Service
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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The scarry laugh of the day -See full article by Arnon Regular in today's http://www.haaretz.com/ - type his name into the site search or you will never find it - the direct link is too large to post here - but this is worth the effort and the read.

Note the article's ending paragraph -

"According to Abbas, immediately thereafter Bush said: "God told me to strike at al Qaida and I struck them, and then he instructed me to strike at Saddam, which I did, and now I am determined to solve the problem in the Middle East. If you help me I will act, and if not, the elections will come and I will have to focus on them."

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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hey where can I get my self some viagra I just realised my woman is a slow reader

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress: spendinalongtime@thetattooparlour
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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Aw heck looks like i gonna have to get the discussion page put on there as well

Name: tatood brood
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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Hey Sponge I hope your usin' INVISIBLE INK on that thing cause there ain't nothin' there. Truely, Master Skin

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress: Nichole, Nik, Nic
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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...y'll know I'm all of the above right?

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress: thinkinggoodthoughts@Karma.neh?
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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Bravo Steve, I was thinking along the lines of, even though they were small minded men if I wish all manor of evil befall them, I'm possibly as small or smaller...(this of course is my Higher self speaking, my lowly self is absolutely capable of uttering malidictions and calling down the shree...)however today, this minute, I'm trying to be expansive and forgiving of everyone, especially myself...good afternoon all.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: In The Kitchen
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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What with logging on here; Ive'e somewhat shirked my duties with this Friday's City Harvest Free Food delivery and Louis wants an explanation as to why and how her dish towel ended up around my neck. She's a Capricorn and all biz. Im' gonna go now and help her and an earthy little Taurus stack some goods in the cellar. I might play deaf and dumb. Later all. Hi Nik!

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: Heaven's Gate
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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Hey Sponge, here's somethin' that you and Ol' Strom must have missed. It's called the Golden Rule. (It's true in all faiths.) BRAHMANISM: This is the sum of duty: Do naught unto others which would cause you pain if done to you. Mahabharata 5:1517. BUDDHISM: Hurt not others in ways that you yourself would find hurtful. Udana-Varga 5:18. CHRISTIANITY: All things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them; for this is the law and the prophets. Matthew 7:12. CONFUCIANISM: Surely it is the maxim of loving-kindness: Do not unto others what you would not have them do unto you. Analects 15:23. ISLAM: No one of you is a believer until he desires for his brother that which he desires for himself. Sunnah. JUDAISM: What is hateful to you, do not to your fellowman. That is the entire law; all the rest is commentary. Talmud, Shabbat 31a. TAOISM: Regard your neighbor's gain as your own gain and your neighbor's loss as your loss. T'ai Shang Kan Ying P'ien. ZOROASTRIANISM: That nature alone is good which refrains from doing unto another whatsoever is not good for itself. Dadistan-i-dinik 94:5. and last but not least;...BOYDISM: Fuck with me and find out. Silent Steve 1%

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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It looking great Hammond...thanks for all yr work and organization...

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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New work in the journal from Mark, Gouge and others of possible interest -

http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/Testpg4.html

Tx on and all!

The 3rd Page

Name: FYI Service
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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And let us not forget to thank god (or someone else) for somewhat belatedly taking Lester Madox from the world!

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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hiya Steve

Iwelcomed you back on a previous page - guess ya missed it.

Everythings fine and dandy here . I have come into some money and I am presently getting the contents of this guestbook (all 6 1\2 years of it ) tattoo'd onto my penis in font size 20 all UPPER CASE so keep on postin theres plenty of room left

Name: Oh ya...
EmailAddress: Uuuu....
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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screw the bandana, I just soaked a cotton dish towel in cold water and wrapped it around my neck and it works just fine. I also soaked my ball cap to cool down my head. While admiring mysef in the mirror, I made a few vows: first, never spend another winter in the north,..second; (are you kids listening??)... NEVER lay down in the middle of the street. (for a reason; that is)... I mean... laying down in the street for no reason seems perfectly fine to me. That is... well, its hard to explain,...which reminds me... I missed all of those Father-Too-Son talks,.. (both getting them and giving them)...I dont think that Im' a whole person. is that possible? Lets see, third vow,..third vow... there I go again. I only made two vows; but blasted off saying "A Few". Think one may have been sub-conscious? Work with me here.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: up the river
Date: 27 Jun 2003

Comments

Well, Im' goin' pure Boggie, Ya,..I narrowed it down to the African Queen look. I rough chopped whats left of my beard with some scissors, salvaged my linen oil painting shirt, scrounged up a baggy pair of cotton traveler pants w/ safari pockets, (easy to roll up into shorts);..a brown cotton ball cap, a pair of canvas deck shoes and a bandana to cover up the hole in my neck. I will opt for automatic-direct-deposit and play the ATM game. No wallet, ..just stash my ID etc. in the back pocket of my mole skin pocket journal. Three coins, a pencil, my navy riggers knife,...the loose-leaf I Ching and the Old farmer's Almanac and Vuuueeellllaaa!!!. (dont you kids try this at home). Oh, ya,... no leaches, no gin, and no church ladies. (although, they do go well together)...(I know).

Name: chuckwagonpete
EmailAddress: oldbonedigger@earthlink.net
Date: 27 Jun 2003

Comments

R.R. the old gipper stills lives, these old wizards die hard, if you are manning the suicide hotline; you might remind the caller to at least wait til nancy and ron are take their dirt nap...

Name: Son of Arkansans
EmailAddress: (once removed)
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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Having spent some of my youth in Clay County, here's a little ditty; Oh, The Arkansa Traveler; he had a winnin' way...Everywhere he went; they would try to make him stay; but, he'd saw on his fiddle, and he'd take another chaw: an' say "I wish-by-golly I was back in Arkansas". P.S. Hey Strom,..here's a kicker!!...what if God turns out to be black!!??...(You in a heap-O'-trouble now boy!!)...

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

Comments

Bless the Oregonian newspaper this am for reprinting the photo of the Stomster (bigotman that he was) with Bush on his right and Trent Lott on his left taken on the day that the Trentman made his ultra-bigot comments re: Strom's past hatred of African Americans. This photo with Bush and Trent smiling and cajoling everone like the good ol boy tyrants that they are will only serve to remind everyone here what liars they are at heart. I hate it that the economy is in such a dive - yet if this helps to keep Bush out of a second term I say bring on the Depression!

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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Patrick, I hear ya, these bigots and fanatics always wrap themselves in some cause or guise be it states rights, the bible, or the flag, they know their argument can't hold water on its own but throw in a volatile issue with a tried and true patriotic or relegious fervor? Works every time.

Name: patmanagain
EmailAddress: onafreekin'rant
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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I guess if you look at it another way it is kinda sad that those 2 old farts never realized that "SMOKIN' DOPE BRINGS THE RED OUTTA YER NECK AND INTO YOUR EYES". Maybe then things woulda been different and they could have had a better chance at salvation. Maybe not, That did'nt seeem to work for that piece of slimy otter shit, eric rudolph.

Name: patman
EmailAddress: rebelpeacedawg
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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"MUNCH,SLUURP,CRUNCH,CHAW" SHIT FIRE,BOY PASS THE HAWG JOWLS AND CRACKLINS another DIXYCRAT bit the dust day fore ol' Strong Spurm man. That fine ol' country gent and axe handle peddler Lester Maddox one of the finer cross burnin' Guvnas'of the old south.I here these things run in three's we should get a pool up to see who be next to go straight ta hell. Ain't it funny how the political partners of these ilk defend them by saying "They were'nt Racist seperatists" "They just did'nt believe the federal Government had the right to tell the states what to do."

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 27 Jun 2003

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My mind is still full of images of people and places on that cross-country bus trip, unbelievably it was almost 40 years ago. I hardly slept the whole time it was almost like being stoned. Many states or cities, that's probably the only time I'll see them. I was never sure why my parents agreed to that trip, I just know I saved up some paychecks and they agreed. Was it so I wouldn't outright run away? or were they cooler than I knew at the time. That was sometimes the case!!!! There's a woman I work with, so much younger than me, sewing a peace sign on her baby boy's tiny denim jacket. The times they are sometimes a-changing back.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Goddamitt! Strom Thurmond finally died...I thought that racist bastard was gonna last forever. Pass the hushpuppies.

Name: patrick
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Steve, Arkansas traveler look, eh. My dads twin brother Pete was referred to as the arkansas traveler even though he was'nt from nor ever lived in Arkansas. He had about 8or 9 wives and a buncha neglected kids scattered around the country.His name was Peter Richard Adkins. We called him Peter Dick. Nicole, "BLOWBOTS" Har! Har!

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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http://artcontext.org/activism/politics/bush.php

Just some idle thoughts

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: taking a break
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Ah... "Filthy Dirty"??..."Hands beat up"??..."Scabby Legs"??...Auuu...what's yer' sign baby?

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Ah shucks jenn...... and yes, you two are very lucky to have each other - and maybe many of the rest here have special siblings to be with. I can't count the times I have wished that I was not an only child.

Name: jenn
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Hammond? thanks, I'm blushing...taking a moment. nic is not in any hot water here....although, there was that time....let me tell you she was the BEST as a big sister. She was the only person who truly loved me from the first moment she saw me, and has remained steadfast, true, available emotionally, funny and kind and FULL of love. She is at times side splitting, and an overwhelming goddess of creativity & inspiration. To get an older sister like that is a gift from the heart of the ONE. peace

Name: jenn
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Mark, Thanks for the benadryl tip. I have some of that, but I'll make sure I always do. As for the remoteness and accessability, I understand how your wife has specific reason for a living situation. I'm not sure how long since you've been here, but it has grown. Humboldt is an option that I am so grateful I have. We're not even 10 minutes from the center square in Arcata, yet we are off the grid, in an outlaw built cabin. We have mountain lions, bob cats, bear, big ole' hawks that like kittys, of course fox, possum, racoon, weezles.....on and on. We also have two large deep voiced dogs and have only lost one goat to a bear...ugly scene, and the deer are well fenced out of the gardens located far from the house. I'm lucky to live in the mountians (20 acres) and at the top of the hill (not ours) we can see the ocean and Blue Lake. The dot.commers are hep to us, a flashy yuppie news gal from there moved here, and writes for the Cronicle stories from our area. She thinks we're an old hippie colony, but 'cha can't beat the prices for land compared to the bay area.that's what she reports...no more trees, no more $$, so land is still cheaper here, but on the rapid increase. I do hope you come this way and have a lovely visit. It still has a small town feel in Arcata and lots of charm for a city. The weather has gotten so much warmer these last five years, today at my house, 10 miles from the coast its 90 degrees. This is the trend since last week into next...woopie!But it saddly is bacause of global warming, and the fact that all the redwood trees are gone and the eco climate here has been damaged and the fog was part of the equation. But, alas ramble on....nice shot nic sent eh?

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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You are soooooo my sister. You got me smilin' ear t ear...m'dear. I am going to get out there soon...

Name: jenn
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Nicole..my sweet, ahyes it's perfectly fine,(the photo) green thumb eh? My flowers are so prolific right now. I had 300 6' tall pink peony poppies bloom at once, with a huge sea of 1 1/2' nigela,(blue starry flowers) followed with about 200 deep red poppies flooded at their bases with dalias in every shade. Then there are my exotic gardens. My daffodils started blooming in January, with so many varieties that there are some STILL blooming!!! Right now it is a FOUR headed crazy stringy wild white blossom. I Adore this planet. I took a roll of 25 pictures and still didn't get a real full shot of it all. The sweet peas at my back door are taller than me, and I have 5 bouquets because the more you pick the more they flower. Mostly everything else I leave on the plants...but oh my goddess I wish you could smell all my roses in the evening, I have 9 varieties now and am a propogatin' fool. And I have two, count em, two greenhouses full of breathtaking (haha) flowers. I have trellisses (?) everywhere covered with roses and jasmine, potatoe vine, with campanula, a wonderful tall bi annual lacey cup. Oh nicole, come to see me. There's the zen garden, the veggie garden, the REDWOOD trees, the rhodies and azaleas...I'm filthy dirty all the time, and my hands are beat up and my legs are scabby, and I love the dirt. I am grateful for the smell of cecil brunner roses. I love ya,jenn

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: back again
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Ya, I hate those situations. At those times, Im' glad to be mute. I suppose that I should write them an open letter or something. For the most part; they are all in a Methodist bubble and will never really get clued into the Digger thing. Shit, Ive' been utilizing the joint for a Free Store, have been secretly housing the poor, giving away anything thats not nailed down; and generally practicing christianity off-hours with out a licence after they close shop. Hey, I think that I can speak for Christ when I say: I dont dig time clocks. Bottom line?..Ive' failed to further any real cause. Oh, sure, some of these blind Methodists have quized me on the rather odd posters that I put up from time to time in reference to FREE (and the Digger Thang)..., but for the most part, the 21st Centuty Diggers are a base ball team for all they know. It's been a real flop. What really bugs me is that Im' the sole member who's gotten into bed (no pun intended) with the hard-core Anti-Establishment element here in NYC. Ive' only brushed the tip of the ice burge here on site. There are outfits that still thrive that I thought long gone and buried. I am puzzled by the way that the Tibetan tribe and the Buddists seem to 86' me. Looking back on it; I may have posed as somewhat of a disturbing influence on them. (once a grand-daddy Monk wanted a banner put up... I scaled the small wall at the rear of the sanctuary and pulled out both boot knives, stabbed em" right through both ends of the banner into the front wall of the church organ fasade.) "Improvise" Hey, but really, the cat gave me his socks, so maybe im' way off here, Ah, folks; I play better live than in cyber-space,..anyway, where was I. Oh ya, the Diggers. It seems that "They", or "IT" exudes annonimity on "IT's" own; as if it were an entity unto itself. The basic feed back I get from the old local heavies is: "Diggers??..Oh, you are too young to remember that". Jesus,...see where its at??...everyone assumes ITS OVER. They layed down.

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Hammond, you didn't at all...if anyone did...I did.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Steve I'm over here laughing at your clothing/id dilema..opposed to minding my own business and packing. And for chuch if they really want to tell you goodby and say what a great guy and all..make sure they pass the hat! You'all stay in touch now ya hear.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: front parlor again
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Well, Im' half way through scrubbing down the ol' Front Parlor. Seein' as how I put a damper on the possible under-cover activity there: its still vacant. I may opt to spend my remaining nights there, while I clear out my 4th floor digs. Dumping all of this "Stuff" makes me feel a ton lighter. Im' laying all of my remaining LP's (which keep accumulating) on the street vendor who has served as a cosmic catalist and key conduit for assorted Books of Knowledge that have some-how channeled through the fate factory and into my hot little hands. Hey, I just read on the upcomming "Worship Notes" for this up-comming Sunday, and at the end there is a Special "Farwell for Steve Boyd". Kinda' gets ya dont it?. I mean come on, Im' not dead. I hate these set-ups. Maybe I should skip it and watch from the balconey like Huck and Tom did at their funeral. Seeing as how Im' skipping out with only whats on my back, Im' at a delema on which alter-ego to assume. (When I had only one of everything, It wasnt an issue.) "Oh what to wear". I may opt for the Arkansas Traveler look, or perhaps a cross between Jed Clampet and Boggie in the African Queen. Its gotta' be an outfit that highlights grit and sweat... you know, picture persperation as an accessory. Speaking of which, the home town bums are all melting like the Witch from OZ. This heat has got them all at each other's throats. I still may opt to relay a few tropical linen suits through the cleaners as back-ups. You know, real Leon Red Bone style. Well, back to work. Cant leave any tracks. Hey Sponge: In a bit of bother these days??...You around lad?

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Nic - oops? Didn't mean to speak out of school.... So glad you are better......

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Hi All~ Expect eletricity to be shut off at some point today, plus I'm lagging on the packing..so this will be my last NM missive. Looks like Jewel may work out. We will be checking it out and then staying near the ocean while the details get ironed out. Will stay in touch when I get a chance and give an update. We're both so ready to be near the ocean again. Now all we have to do is get thru, CO, WY, UT, ID, and across Oregon plains. Dream on Nicole. I'm going to make an effort to enjoy this trip as you all travel in spirit with me I know. Stay tuned..maybe you can feel it as I send you messages via the cosmic air waves.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Jenn, you know the one, hope you don't mind...

BTW, I'm feeling great today...my taste buds feeling healthy today...I just had some Papaya...m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m good

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Eileen - just e-mailed you re: Astoria - once a jewel of a city but now well more of a tarnished jewel due to speed and other factors less desirable but hey - it really beats Oregon City by a long shot and there are many small communites that you will like. Margaret and I drove all through the area trying to settle down there vs. Portland when we got back from Amsterdam in 97 but the job situation was next to nil then and the areas we liked were rentless for the most part so we came to Portland. The area is fabulously beautiful and would be a great place for you both to recover from constant traveling and the dry dusty NM by comparison. Who knows - if the place has changed for the better maybe we will join you! We long to be closer to the ocean in a neat little house with too much firewood to burn - peace and quiet away from P Town's daily angst among the populace. Let's all move to Astoria and support the NICE party!

Jenn - Nic sent me the same photo Mark mentioned - a lovely garden (I envy it!) and an even lovelier you!

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Eileen, if you can call ahead and reserve a camp spot if it's a public one you might land in...the 4th is the biggest camping week of the year...maybe make a res...best of luck. I'm slightly jealous...I'd love to be heading out somewhere right now. That "get in the car just to go for coffee but keep driving till you feel like stopping" feeling...wanderlust.

Ohio girl...I took grey "rabbit" across with Jeramiah (my son)from SF to PA in 1974...it was a riot. An old Greyhound gutted and platformed so the travelers things were stowed below and we all sat on the boards...the overheads were opened up so you could crawl up and sleep...the route was mapped depending upon who was going where...we drove straight through although we meandered everywhichaway...it was really fun...Jeramiah was 6 and had a great adventure...you payed what you could afford (me $60) and there was beer and whatever going on...even a few romances blossomed...They drove me right up the drive way to Turkey Ridge Farm because I knew there was a deisel gas tank there for the farm vehicles...thanks for that memorie Ohio girl, yeah road ramblings...I feel one coming on...

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Jewell is nestled in with all the communities I'd mentioned, Cannon Beach, Gearhart etc. That is a beautiful area and for now the weather should suit you fine, it stays 10 degrees cooler than Portland in the summer and many people head for that area when it hits 90 or more around here.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Eileen I just E-mailed you concerning McIver so disregard if Jewell is your destination but swing by our neck of the woods on your way or call and we can arrange a meet. I am not to familar with Jewell but let me look into it and get back, good road vibes and safe journey.

Name: McMing
EmailAddress: to Eileen
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Too many years back, but Astoria in my memory is the Queen City of northern Oregon .. and the headlands are just south .. a beautiful place if I recall correctly .. and me, I left the Metropolis a long time ago .. it's good to have access to the marketplace of a city, without paying the price of living in its confines .. and of course, I won't join the Independence Day revels, it's too degrading. So get as far as you can, then hole up. & please tell us of your adventures on the road.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Eileen,

You are quite dynamic. I think your Nomadic instincts are coming to the surface. Be careful driving with all the maniacs traveling this week. The party atmosphere is starting to show up at the beach here already. Be safe. Are you driving the bus and the Toyota?

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Ohio Girl..that is such a great story. To make such a journey at that age is nothing short of the radical adventure. I am of the opinion everyone should jump and see as much of the US as possible before settling down to a serious life of work in the same town one grew up..cause it may just wreck everyones plans and expectations and throw the doors open the oh my gosh the Possibilities. Then again it might just send one scurrying back to where it's safe..and with something to dream about. Grey Hound has taken me on more than one jouney out of the dark night of the soul, to something better. But it is never my favorite way to get there. Humm..you know it's a dog that is the Guardian of The Gates in several mythologies.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Good Morning!

We should be packed and done by this evening. I can hardly sleep with thoughts of what's to come. So may try to get past Denver tonight..or we will be on the road at the crackie dawn tomorrow. Know 4th of July craziness is only a few days away and want to be off the road asap. There's something to say about the way Americans like to party..but I won't say it cause apparently I'm a stick in the mud. I just do not want to be in the middle of it. Figure I will be putting my laptop away at some point this afternoon.

Jag and Hammond..Miranda has spotted a place in Jewell that sounds perfect..is that cause it's home to all the druggies or something? We will be calling there later this morning to check it out. I could live in a place called Jewell. The jobs avaiable around Oregon City are few and depressing and housing generally is too expensive. But it's the job market there, in particular, that is making me look elsewhere. We could wipe old peoples butts, feed them or clean their houses..nope nope nope. Not this week. Astoria suddenly has a great deal more to offer. Must be a change of season..like folks don't want to spend the summer in the fog or something? We have decided we can stand it for awhile if everything else works and we can get on our feet. Who knows we might learn to love it. Also Lincoln City seems to be looped into that area for work as well. This is it..give me all the bad news..and then tell me why it could work.

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress: slowly I turn.....
Date: 26 Jun 2003

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Must admit to being a Three Stooges fan from way back, and I don't even know if they are the first to do the slowly I turn routine but I can see them doing it. When I was 16 and had my first job and paycheck, there was a $100 special from Greyhound where you could ride anywhere in the U.S. within a month's time, something like that. I went from Ohio to California and back, didn't stop anywhere as I had the $100 and that's all except some food money. What an amazing trip, first time to the coast, first time to see a great deal of the U.S. as I made a big circle, going out to California by a northern route and coming back to Ohio by a southern route. And soon afterwards moved out to Haight St. Hitchhicked across the U.S. with a friend and her dog. Anyways, many people's reaction to my Greyhound trip has always been "why." I guess we all see things differently. I get an immediate metallic taste from pennies, such as putting pennies into a penny roll. Always wonder if it's bad for me, but I love pennies, I hate the notion (that comes up every so often) of doing away with them. If they ever do that, everything will just cost more not less. Peace

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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Jenn,

That allergy to Iodine can be serious. The most available "antedote" is benadryl. We always kept a vial and syringe ready during all exams and when possible interviewed the patient or relatives about allergies to shellfish. It is unbelievably discouraging to realize the damage we humans have inflicted on the food chain. The half-life of some of the toxins we know about can't even be caculated, that doesn't approach the crap we are messing with and winking an eye to responsibility now. The oceans have been the badlands of international capitalist pigs for eons and the effects of all this have been hidden in this "frontier".

I have been keeping up with your DA a bit as that area is one of the places that offers a glimmer of hope. The politics of Santa Cruz County are not far behind Humboldt although money is still the key here no matter how you cut it. If you want a 6000 square foot house with an ocean view and you can pay the bucks for a permit, it will be done. The lots on the bluff next to mine which have a clear view of Monterey Bay are now selling for 6 to 7 hundred thousand big ones. Don't be fooled, the dot.comers are still around cruising in their Hummers.

I love the Mad River area and will be making a run up there this summer as always. My wife is retiring soon, I bailed early, so we can move around some what. Problem is she is a spinal cord injury from 1976 and has to be near a competent medical facilty (Kaiser) with some experience as she ages. She is very independent and having to depend on me to get her around in the mountain environment especially in the winter doesn't appeal to her self image. Wheelchairs and mud, downed trees, power blackouts, and a community that really isn't wheelchair accessible don't mix. But, I don't give up easily. I haven't spent much time in Arcata lately but maybe it is time. BTW, your sister sent me a nice photo.

Name: jenn
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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mark, many days ago you replied to my ? as to your location...I thought you may live closer to arcata because of your interest and knowledge about the mad river. I hope you get here often and you can share it with your family. It's been so beautiful here this past few weeks. Even warm!!! We live in such a wonderful place in the foothills outside of arcata, beautiful trees, and a small farm. I love the crazy politics of arcata, all green party...and the student population keeps the good ole boys vote in check. Currently the "loggers" are trying to recall our D.A. because he is going after MAX AM who bought LP logging and are raping this place. It would make you sick, but our new D.A. is very interested in the big bucks of big business and how they can run an area with money or intimidation. But aside, this is a lovely place and I feel blessed to live this dream life. I wish I could share this feeling with the world. Lets be a humane race! Let's make a new religion called NICE and a political party of "Let's be real". whadda ya say? jenn

Name: jenn
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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Nicole......because you are my sister you should know that I am allergic to iodine, especially in shell fish. 100% of the worlds fish is toxic to some degree. But the iodine thing is serious. Since our "origin" is so &^&%^^%+_(%$#@ mottled it's hard to say where it started, mom or dad, but...let me tell you that iodine is in so many foods and even in coca cola bad stuff that coke. My chin starts to itch then I get the metal taste, then a rash, then eeeek, no breath. Sean and I sat in the parking lot of the ER for 2 hours while I wheezed my way back to normal breath after the last crab feed. My hands itch if I touch it even. The heir to the Baskin Robins fortune denounced his familys money and wrote quite a telling book about the pollution of seafood, the abhorable conditions "food" animals are kept in and the disease is rampant amoung the poultry farms. Organic, home grown and fresh are still the best bets, but can we even trust anything we don't actually grow ourselves with organic seeds? rant on....anyway, just a heads up to ya....love and kisses all over yer cheeks. Wren

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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Nic - Iodine - heavy metal - and with a decreased liver function undertow this would not be uncommon for you to be experiencing post feast on shell fish of undetermined origin - yet as Mark says it should be decreasing if not eliminated rather quickly - esp. the iodine - but not necessarily the metals if this is what is causing the taste. I suggest you still go the the medicant on Canal St. and take some of those mysterious little black pills they seem to give for everything - all different ingrediants of course yet they all look the same.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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Nicole,

Being a former Xray Tech we learned about contrast media. Contrast media is an Iodine based dye injected into the bloodstream to allow visualizaton of the circulatory system. It appears opaque on Xray film. It is excreted by the kidneys and one of the most common exams is of the visualization of the kidneys, ureters and bladder. The most common side effect from the injection of a large dose of Iodine was a metallic taste in the mouth. I suspect the unusual amount of seafood, which inherently carries large amounts of Iodine may have contributed to your funny metal taste. It would seem the body would have metabolized it after a short time.

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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Paul - some of us just smoke - the nature of the beast. Thanks for your intention and if it wasn't for me I would have quit years ago.

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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Paul, NO

Name: Paul Floyd
EmailAddress: Paul_floyd@lilly.com
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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[I let you get away with your "safe tobacco" message once, giving you the benefit of the doubt. Now I see it was spam all along.--ed.]

Name: E
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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oh yeah btw..I usually can see under my eyes when my liver is stressed..blue circles or the beginning of blue marks under my eyes.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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Nicole..symptoms of hep C are nothing as exotic as taste. Just plain tired to the bone..which I no longer feel. There's no kind of tired compared to a hep kind of tired. I don't think you could mistake it. But you can do a few things to agrivate it and shell fish is definitely on that list. But some things are worth it! Just to a clean up and lighten your load.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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oh my gawd! the lobster! the oysters! clams, the scallops the shrimp...you're right! I hadn't realized that's what you meant Patrick until Hammond summed it up...and it had been a very long time since I'd eaten any of that...and it was precisely 1 week ago today...okay, water and lemon juice, H20 and lemon all day tomorrow...I had been thinking it was the first symptoms of my hep c...I have had no symptoms...not that it speaks well of our oceans that you can't eat sea food...one of my co workers asked me if I'd had oral sex with any robots lately? ha!

y'all'r so great!!!!

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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Eileen - well yes cleansing I think - however scary but you are certainly correct about this time vs. that time. I (and we I am sure0 well remember the ease of moving about the country from clan to clan - a hoards of friendly strangers were on the look for you in the spontaneous moment. Great and lasting friends made like this (then) - and obviously a shame that the country has become so disassociated - paranoid - and lack of vision - not to mention the absurd expense! Ah the golden days of Thrift Stores. Such wonderful places to go back then down to the Mission when there really was a lower mission district and such wonderous treasure was just sitting on the shelves waiting for us. But then again - the stuff we were finding was acually made of something real from the 50s and even 40s - cotton and lace vs. plastic and more plastic from later years and available now in a thrift store near you - "nothing is real......and nothing to get hung about....."

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

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On the road to new unknowns..cleansing? Yeah it's making me cry. There was a time the unknows were fun. To this point it has mostly just been hard. Sorry to be such a whiner but this is more scary than anything anymore. I have changed..and more than that, the US and end of the road has changed. Remember when it was nothing to just leave everything and pick up again at the nearest thrift store, with welfare checks on the way and friends down the line at some commune or an open house? It ain't that any more. So you guys sending me greetings feels like guardian angels to me. Next box packed. I'm starting to get on a roll now. I can always tell when I know I'm not home..most the boxes still remain unpacked. This shouldn't be too hard to get out of here and I think I will feel better once I get get my thoughts moving with the wheels.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

Nic - I think patrick has the right bright thought re: post lobster fest and McMings suggested trip to Canal St. is good bet for a latent heavy metal cleansing + consuming fresh squeeze lemon juice in pure sping water down the hatch 6 - 10 times a day. New medication of some sort? - any of which new drugs can cause metalic taste in the beginning of the dosage. Also consider the possibility of an old filling breaking down after many years of stability.

Steve - you crack me up mate - so glad you are back with your steve of consciousness stream of events, thoughts and Beau Brummelisms! ("Laugh Laugh - I thought I'd die...It seemed so funny to me...")

Eileen - Indeed the initial rush of getting back on the move - on the road to new unknowns - is such a great and cleansing sort of feeling. Oregon and JAG and I await your arrival with open arms and hoping that this move will be your last of any distance for a while.

Exhaustion is never a great notion............

 

 

 

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

thanks for the info Ming and all...I will go down to Canal...

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: well now....
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

Shit Eileen,... I will never really settle. I swear that I can feel the world turn. This Wander lust is starting to crank up. I now realize just how long it took me to heal... Im' amazed that I was here for three years. Beat on this... No matter what the I Ching "Advises", I will always stick to the Bou Brummel's lyrics: Follow you'r own beaten path,..wander where you cannot be grabbed etc... Follow on the midnight road, wander where the four winds dont blow... etc. P.S. Hey, (between you and me)..."Dont read this People!!".. I could lay up on the East End of Kodiak Island and see the sun rise over the water.) Now, I didnt get that from no book! (gotta give myself some credit)...OK!!.. you people can start reading again. (think they'll listen???).. Later baby..au.. I mean "Lady".

Name: McMing
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

Water .. most of us don't really get eonough .. distilled because this is nothing but H2O .. so will help your body excrete any [read ANY] excesses.

the rest of it .. too complicated for me, altho I spoke the truth as best I know it .. if I were you -- I'd go down around Canal St. & look for a good chinese doctor .. compared to any of the BS in the standard medical system, they know what they're doing & in fact Cheap .. I think it's a liver-tonic thing you're looking for & will close with that.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: Georgia On My Mind
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

hey pat, I remember the tobacco curring in the sheds down there, Also, me and Stan would eat dirt encrusted raw peanuts that were curing. And those pecan groves and spanish moss. Its a Quink-a-dink; as I had just quized the oracle on wintering in Georgia. What with the wage down near the Fla. line..... I could live large. I remember an aligator farm down in those parts. Their ad said that they paid minimum wage to skin, dress and pack Gator meat. Now get this: "Must have experience". WoW. The hourly wage doesnt bump up until you reach Atlanta. Back in 69 I worked a Red Ball Truck Sop on Ol' 41 and the locals called me "That Eskimo Boy". Shit, nobody in those parts thought that we had landed on the moon. They all thought it was a NASA tax money sceme. I can still hear Smyth playing their version of "Baby; It's You" as the Pagans wheeled in. YeeeeOwsssaaaa!!!!! Sweet Lorraine and I got stranded in that south-east Giorgia swamp one night in 75. A panther slowly crossed the road in front of us in the moonlight. I flashed back to the ones that everyone had on their TV sets in the 50's. So fine I wanted to pet it. Military base near there if I remember right.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

Steve..oh do I know about starting to feel one is possibly on the wrong planet! Yeah a few days worth of driving back and forth will certainly take the sting out of the road lust. Just fueled up the bus. Feels good, to tell the truth to be back in it knowing it's soon just going to keep on going. There's something about sitting up high like that. Now all we have to do is load er up.

McMing thanks for the cleaning up info..I didn't know quite where to start any more. Distilled water? What's that about?

Name: patrick
EmailAddress: tobaccosmellsbadeveninnorthcarolina
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

nicole-- Maybe a tastermath from all them Lobster tails. Steve-- Scarf some lobster juice for me and If you run into a timepiece that marks planetary hours I WANT ONE !!! Off to Georgia to work with some sufferin' addicts, Peace and freedom, Patman

Name: McMing
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

Nik -- Not sure, but two guesses : 1) Distilled water .. a lot .. will flush excess minerals .. basic -- 2) More speculative, but I think DMSO or MSM can help the body excrete excess minerals .. these are both cheap & not hard to get. One more .. bitter herbs, escarole or such like, burdock root, dandelion tea .. are stimulants to the liver & kidneys & thus also helpful .. my best guesses

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: Church
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

I dunno' about all this Voo-Doo. I may opt to just blow back and fourth between NYC and Niagra Falls. (That might get it out of my system). "Slowly I Turn!!!..Step by Step!!... Inch by Inch!.." but really, what with a liquid diet and all, three days "In" any vehicle beats the rain. But, hey, I befriended the rain as a mere child. Me and them ol' drops go way back. I just wrote to my Libra daughter and told her that I may not show on the 8th. The July Trial date put the Kabosh on the tumble-weed connection. I gotta stay on the coast that the sun rises on though. Maybe Im' on the wrong planet??!!! (dontcha' just hate when that happens.) Hey Nik, I did some foundry work for awhile. (Moulton Aluminum) I damn near swayed the plant to vote union, so as a retalitory measure they took me off the presses (which cost a prospective girl friend a finger) and put me on Bench Work. I de-burred Bose Radio units and Harley Davidson rear passenger foot boards with a hand-held nuematic file. The OSHA rules called for that work to be rotated by different individuals for no longer that two hours at a time. Anyway, I said fuck'em and pulled straight eights for about two months. My right hand is still numb. Fuck Pratt and Liggote. I passed up a damn nice stock option. Anyway; my point is this: I had fillings (and rear teeth) at the time and it was as if I was chewing foil. There was so much aluminum filings airbourn that I was really tingling. Could also be fan or fried motor bearings blowin' on ya. Hell; I dont know. Surf's up!!!

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

Nicole, you are going to have to look at everything you are using on your body and breathing. Right off the top, if it is copper could be your water pipes..you have blue stain on your sink? My intuition tells me it's in your office though. If I have time I will look through my book for other possibilities.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen, for about 5 or 6 days I've had a really strong metalic taste in my mouth...like copper or something...I do not have any fillings so it isn't from that...I feel fine but makes me a little nervous...any clues? Or anyone?

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

UUm Steve, sounds like you've changed direction..Florida from NY? That should be a trip and a half and way more fun than getting to Callis sp? But the Grey Hound? (3 days in advance the ticket is half price!) What about thumbing? I had to view my 2 days on the GH as fodder for a book or research or something. It was such an unexpected mix of folks, I have to say that. But the seats have you jammed in as bad as flying Sun Tours (not a pretty picture) and they have been changed to make sleeping comfortably a challenge. Take a blanket, BTW to use as a pillow or put over your head or just to change the way you're sitting. The plus side is, they make frequent stops, otherwize you are in vacumn from all your passing. Today is my turn to eat the I Ching. Had a headache last night I think from all the chemicals I've been inhaling and handling and didn't sleep much either (not to mention my mind wouldn't shut up)..but kept on trying so as not to wake Miranda in the other room with my night ramblings. Next place we MUST have more space. Good luck on slipping past Lorraine.

Thanks for the suggestion Nicole..will do. Yeah Mark, I wish you were on our way. We will be taking the northern route though.

I have to tell you all, bottom line, this is about my skin..it is raw from the dryness here and feels like a scab to the touch and hurts when I move no matter what oils I put on it. I really am a water creature..and Miranda has made the most amazing merman with her clay. We begin to pack today.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen,

If you get tired and want to come to Santa Cruz for some showers, food and a nights rest....Let me know.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen, If you google KOA or Oregon City, both show campsites with all amenities...when Dennis Harrap (gulp, yikes, shudder #%$&@*%@# I haven't said that name in a long time)drove across country in 1983 we did it that way and it was a great way...many of them have time restrictions but not all of them...and last I knew State Parks were $6 to $12 dollars a night...been awhile though...maybe this is the time you should start scoping for some land for our own campgrounds...

 

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: I Chingville
Date: 25 Jun 2003

Comments

What a difference a day makes. I didnt sleep at all last night. The Three Coin oracles indicated without a doubt that I should not give Lorraine the time of day. (In real hours or planitary hours)... to take it one step further, they narrowed down my true calling. Steve Boyd: "Beach Comber". Yep,..follow the shore line. Utilize the public showers etc. If I nead a wind breaker: Im' to far north. I can ride the dog (Grey Hound) from York Beach Maine to the Florida Keys. And hit every patch of sand in between. Im' a natural I tell ya. Born for the part. Doze in the shade in the daylight, and stare down the moon on the rebound. Flip flops, a tote bag, towel, shades, fishin' cap, sun tan lotion...you get the picture. Wish I had come up with it on my own. Hell, I might even pick up a metal detector to authenticate the Beach Bum image. Life Acting is a real hoot. Im' goin' for an Oscar with this act. Keep ya posted. Ive' got half of Manhattan to feed today.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks will look at it more closely tomorrow. Ding darn it I missed the Civil War reinactment

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

http://www.oregonstateparks.org/park_142.php

Eileen start here its nearby Oregon City and open from March to November for camping, see if it meets your needs

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Steve, I'm cringing over here with what you're doing with your I Ching. I treat my with such care, while you are doing what? Airing it out? Giving it wings? (I know, making it more portable). OK I understand one can get to such a point that certain things become enough a part of us that additions/changes just give them more juice. I'm trying to work with you here. But this rearrangement of time? What did you take>? What you figured out must be brilliant cause I don't understand anything you said. And thanks for the benediction/advise. It'll be my road mantra.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Jag..will do and thanks. First question..know any good camping sites in our area of interests. One that perferably has showers. Oregon always has such great state park camping..CA is too uptight to get it right.

Name: Steve-o-saurous
EmailAddress: The Cave
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Hey, I cut out all of the crucial pages and chopped the I Ching into a 4"X 7" format w/ no binding; (kinda' freed the pages; so to speak). It's still warning me to only cohabitate w' Lorraine for a few days at a time while wearing bullet-proof under wear and sleeping with one eye open. Hey, New Yorkers!!...the Kairos Cafe which is held in our Sanctuary every second Sunday is throwing a fundraiser for PLOWSHARES. Its an open mic for Peace and Disarmament. It will feature a full cast reading of THE TRIAL OF THE COTONSVILLE 9. (by Danial Berrigan). After the reading there will be an In-person discussion with Daniel Berrigan. Its slated for Sunday, July 13th @ 6:00 here at the Peace Church. Check it out. Hey Sam;..go with the flow.(or in your' case Flow with a glow)..read me? Hell, now that Im' winding out of the mesh here, I feel like an Irishman without a cause. Hey, planitary hours are where its at. Its simple. You take the hour and minute of sun rise and sun set, then you break it down in minutes to get the length of "DAY" Then you divide by 12 (Equinox factor) and you come up with the length of a planitary hour, (which is longer or shorter than a real time hour, depending on the season.) You then start at daylight time and stretch (or shorten) the real time hours etc. Its the same proceess for night (P/M) hours. You end up with 12 daylight hours and 12 night time hours. (one w/ short hrs. and one w/ long hrs.) Then its a matter of finding which planet rules which hour on a day by day and day time by night time basis. Your day still consists of 24 hrs. 12 day hours (and 12 night hours). Its wild. Some of your' hottest stuff can (and should be done at the wierdest times.) Speaking of wierd, .. I havent seen Buckley lately. He blew his chances as Church Sexton by turning violent with a chunk of building material. (He was a Shoe-in)...pity. He possessed the Scots-Irish temperment that is key to the possition. I thought that he would go far.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen I just read your post and am going to try see what can be done to alleviate the transition, weather should be good about now and for a while so that will help, jobs are scarce but can be found, I'll co-ordinate my efforts with Hammond so we don't repeat and let us know when you launch. See you soon :)

Name: Ming
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Whoops 'Hart' not 'Heart'

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: too complicated
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Nik .. I was wrong, earlier .. please post what you want

Others .. yeah well a bad tooth scene actually put me in jail in NC [but I sure don't want to amplify on that one]

Get loose, stay loose, that's all I can say right now.

It'll all work out .. just keep the faith, friends .. Paregoric, Gin, Valium .. we Will survive.. back to the Blues for me .. Alvin Youngblood Heart right now .. Honestly, the shit fades out & the good times come back .. my view

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

The I Ching sits at my bedside untouched. I'm kind of afraid to start with it (but I will when I've rested). I think we will be leaving June 30th at the latest. I'll let you know when we leave. We will aim for Oregon City and look around and find a camp site. Yes this is blind faith. It has been faith all along..it just took me awhile to realize how blind it was going to end up.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen - when excactly are you leaving - like tonight - or are you already on the road like the Beverly Hillbillys packed and loaded? Lord a mighty...... brave souls that you are - let us know the when and the where.... or what ever the next change is. Now where is my I-ching.....

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen - Yikes alive - you change faster plans than a chameleon changes color! Now you are heading out with blind faith vs. the last note JAG and I received. Oh well - here you come eh? Keep us informed if you can via e-mail - or call along the way and where are you landing?

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress: no moss but I sure would like to cultivate some
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Ooh Steve sounds like we're moving in a similar mind..of sorts. Dear Friends we are going to pack it up and head for Oregon in the next few days. We can't cut it here and there's no sense staying any longer..it won't mean more money..just more work and bills. Makes no sense. Miranda says we're about due for a miracle. Amen to that. Jag and HAmmond you hear me? Am too tired from work right now to do any searching for rentals or work. It's going to have to be cheap rent without a lot of strings attached..or could mean probably camping. And work?..I'm cleaning now..how much harder does it have to be? I'll do what's out there to do. Miranda is the chef..good in the kitchen, if that will help. Oh hold the good thought for us. We're at it again.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: ah....
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Nik, I havent booked passage yet, but Im' history as of around July the fifth..(My birthday). Ive' gotten to deep into to human stew, (which is getting funky). I walked in here with the clothes on my back, made a metioric rise and burnt out. Im' a dinasaure here, Rev. Jackie married a dead millionaire; bought a home in the mid-west, Wayne died, Hairy Mary split, Mr. Jimmy went back to the street, Mike got a one way ticket to Pallooka Ville, Becky milked the dog too long ..I could go on and on. Bottom Line?? Im' hand in hand with myself...Religion is Show Biz. You are only as good as your last act. My only daily contacts are radicals, Jesus Freaks, and lunatics, and the lines are getting fuzzy. I cant have it both ways. The establishment is maddness personified. Its like a giant fan. You either hold tight to the blade and rotate or stand back out of harms way. You cant just dodge in and out or take a free ride for a few revolutions. You could lose a nut. (or a tit). read me?. My days of subverting the aggendas of small-minded manipulators and authoritarian types is over. Its a sick game. No winners. Im' no longer a lightning bolt; but..now,..Im' a lightning rod. I plan on taking the path of least resistance. (Bear in mind that June hits the lowest ebb of my energy cycle)...Ah..watch out for me in JULY!!! BANG. Im' gonna hit the side-walk runnin' like a cartoon cat. not like the way I swaggered in. I plan on mailing my Mom's old Navajo blanket, cup, saucer, eatin' irons, and Boyd crystal glass back to the homestead for safe keeping. (I travel light). Keep in touch.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge amen and LSMFT

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

hey redneck i cant see a hidden message in your last one or p'haps you gone too kryptic for me.

yo stevie baby you're back from the abbys hows ya doin.

I like the sound of this pink buckaroo.is it similare too the rodeo possition

Name: bg
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

I liked Joanne, Mark. Liked her a lot...don't stop

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge,

Ha! That was funny.

Name: bg
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Safe tobbaco? Safe cars, safe sex, non-alcoholic beverages, filtered internet...

Oh Gawd, when my time comes, please gimme a big ol' Caddy convertible, a bottle of Gentelman Jack, pack of Luckies, a gal with hips and a stretch of highway. Lemme open it up just one more time, lawd, just one more time. Protect me not...

You wanna live forever???

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress: onelastpost@beforeileavefor.home
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Steve, you always get me laughing...when are you going? I mean is it an emminent departure? I'll cancel all and we can go for a drink...or a smoke...

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

SMOKE YOUR TOKE

PULL AND PULL

ONE DEEP DRAG

BURNS YOUR TAB

BUT SIGN I WILL

TABS MAKE YOU ILL

YELLOW FINGERS

ASH

GOOD AFTER RIDING

THE PINK BUCKAROO

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: up in smoke
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Hey Paul; I started out on pissy hamster cage saw dust in a plastic bubble pipe. (And Iv'e got half of me missing to prove it. My take on the issue??...Ahhh.. I say "Smoke; if ya' got em'".

Name: Nik
EmailAddress: ps paul
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

and would that be Lilly as in Lilly Pharmacuticals in North Chicago...? I thought so...

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: In the shade
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Indirectly indirect. Hey Nik! Ive' got a real itch to move and cant wait. Your' bed is now on the fourth floor. I can disassymbol it again and wrap it in paper and move it back down to the first floor and label it as your' property, if that would suit you. You could then get three men and a small boy to hand truck it piece by piece. The word out now is that the Wash. Sq. Methodists may get in bed (no pun intended) with some Jews who run a nearby Temple and share space in return for some up-front money to renovate. I would warn against it, as they may lose their asses (and souls) to Jewish Equity. The real estate thing is un-goddly. (But what do I know). Im' out of the loop anyway. Hey, Dont get me wrong, I got nothin' against the Jews. ...(well,...only the religious ones. Now that Ive' sturred the honey, Im' gonna hide. P.S. I will clue Rev. Hooper in on the fact that it's your' bed. Feel free to contact him. He's a Sagitarious from Texas. Sagitexious???!!!! Later sister. P.S. His name is Bryan Travis Hooper.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Paul, I must be honest, first of all I smoke. Secondly and perhaps more important (to me) is, I do not believe in genetically altering things...especially those that I would injest...or inhale...the woman who wrote The Handmaids Tale has a new book she refers to as speculative fiction...because it is all completely possible...the premise of the book is mankind on the brink of extinction due to our genetically engineering foods and polluting our natural resources...messing with our with god givens" Now one might say, what about metals and everything changed in ancient times, but when men first started changing the elements, it was a seriously spiritual undertaking ...it was not based upon profit...any way, I couldn't in good conciousness pass yr message on...

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

...that would be OR

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond, as my new age dentist in Woodstock, Buzzy Tishler would say, "have you tried having a conversation with your teeth?" Dead serious I might add...and a far cry better than Dr Kuznitz in Chicago in 1955 as I sat in the outter office listening to my older brother Michael screaming....argh!

Eileen, do coleus like sun,shade or a mix thereof? I just got some babies for my office and I don't know whether to put them in direct of indirect sun?

 

 

Name: Paul Floyd
EmailAddress: Paul_floyd@lilly.com
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Safer Tobacco Campaign.

Hello and sorry for interrupting your guest book. My name is Paul Floyd and I am looking for your assistance.

I am trying to put together an International petition to the World health organisation, all governments, the major tobacco companies and media regarding a compromise on reducing the risks associated with cigarettes and tobacco use. It is my intention to post this notice on as many guest book\ discussion boards as possible to try and give our cause some momentum.

We all know the dangers of tobacco abuse whether it is in the form of a cigarette or any other. We are also aware of the methods in place to try and stop people from using tobacco. Unfortunately these methods are not very successful.

Patches and gum require will power and are often expensive and prohibition has never worked. The big tobacco companies know this and set aside a budget of millions of dollars every year to advertise their product to various consumer groups knowing full well that, once addicted you will purchase their products for life. (however short that may be) Education has its own short comings too, in that people are well aware of the accumulative effects of smoking 1,2 or 3 packs a day but once they try too quit the old adage of “just one more wont hurt me” comes into play.

The root of this problem is the very addictive nature of nicotine. What I am trying to achieve with this petition is two things one is to force the tobacco companies to take a more responsible approach to their product and secondly highlight an alternative product to the general public. That alternative being an organically grown genetically modified tobacco leaf.

A genetically modified leaf could be grown to contain very little or no nicotine thus addressing the addiction and would drastically cut down on most ,if not all, carcinogenic substances found naturally within the plant. Further reductions in harmful toxins, carcinogens etc will be achieved by organic farming methods.

This proposal is not designed to create a harmless cigarette, that would be impossible, but it certainly would make smoking safer and less addictive. Cigarettes are the only product that if used properly (as per manufacturers instructions) will cause you harm. Not even guns can make that boast. Plus the tax revenue from smoking would still be there without the burden of tobacco related illnesses.

How can you help me?

First email me Paul_floyd@lilly.com showing your support for a genetically modified tobacco plant, and any ideas you have to aid my campaign. I will save all these emails and send them en-block to all parties concerned i.e. Governments, Tobacco companies and media I hope to be sending them by the thousand, already I have 2000 signatures.

Secondly copy and paste this message on any guest book\discussion page that you know of. This will greatly assist me in highlighting these issues to a broader readership and hopefully lead to more signatures.

I want smokers like myself to be able to use this product the way it was intended. As an accessory and not as an essential to satisfy cravings

Regards

Paul

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Seems that teeth are the topic post dentia dementia but no more vicodan for me today - I have quite enough of the down 'up' thank you very much and feeling a world of better today vs. the world of hurt to numb surrounding me yesterday....Arnica and other healing modes are on my menu for the next few days vs. the narcotic haze thanks to Rena and Eileen's good advice. Two more great examples of us taking care of and for each other in the presentense - Each One Teach(ing) One - continuing the moments we all share and nurture. I am so proud - pleased as punch and honored to know you all here in the moment - on and off the page in 'The Outerculture' as I dreamily called it yesterday (my two back teeth seem so far away and now I need a place to..." Oh never mind......

Peace to one and all - H

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: 1:15 or so
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks Eileen, I think that my jaw must still be setting up??? My fuckin' lower teeth have layed back to the point of not making any contact with my top ones, and as such; if I bit down, my top teeth rest on my gum line in front of my lower row of teeth. See, before the chopped me up, they pulled ten of my back teeth, both top and bottom. Thats why the others are swimming around now. (Not to mention the "Setting" of the left side of my jaw bone, which seems to be taking a hard right turn. Even the muscle at the cheek bone joint on that side seems hard and somewhat knotted up. Enough already. Dust Bowl Chamber Maid???; Hmmm....Lets see how things pan out. The cookie hasnt crumbled yet. Gotta run. Im' firing off some snail-mail letters in an effort to side-track some relatives. Im' giving most folks the ol' Walk backwards contrary thing, that makes up so much of my nature. Im' side-traking my where-a-bouts for the most part; they dont know where the hell Im' at. (Nice place to be)...Talk to you all soon.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Jag, yr welcome and thanks.

Mark, I was thinking about that sort of dilema as I walked to the train in the pouring rain after work the other day...imagining having to find a spot...a coffee shop that won't throw you out for having only one cup of coffee in 4 hours, or in a doorstep untill the owner gives you the old heave ho...or just sitting on a hill side hugging yr knees wet and cold and seriouly feeling lost with no way out...argh. Now I need you to write me some sunshine...and I don't mean acid...keep going!

 

 

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Nichole thank you for the video the note and the picture (Va Va Voom!) I truly appreciate it

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 24 Jun 2003

Comments

Hi Steve..we're in the New Mex village of Questa..30 min north of Taos. Cleaning rooms and doing laundry, putting the $ together to give Oregon another try. At the rate it's going this could take a few months. You must have not read my saga to Mark a little ways down. But I'm keeping track of you. I'm so glad youre back here.

I get bummed everytime I hear about your teeth. You know that's not right.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond,

Nod on with your bad self, vicadins are good. All that could be added would be some Jimmy Reed.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress: Stilltryingit@onforsize
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Joanne

What can I say about Joanne? She is lost too. It is a damn shame how someone can touch you, make their indelible influences and then disappear. I was sixteen and fast becoming excess baggage for my current put-up-on benefactors. I had been hustling a couch here or a shower there. I walked a lot. I did that because there was no place for me to sit down and rest. No place to step out of the public. It was worse during the day when people were at work and everything was visible. Everyone had the public face on, smiling, doing business moving around with at least an acted purpose in mind. If you didn’t have any of that to do, day time was a difficult period. At night you could hide, make a warm place in the dry weeds next to a warehouse or garage. I was small and very young looking for my age which made me a walking target for the local chicken hawks cruising for the chance to build up the nerve to touch. So for the moment I was sleeping on the bare hardwood floor in the smaller bedroom of a 3 bedroom 2 bath California tract house. It was on a neighborhood block that housed many families whose kids I went to school with but didn’t know very well. Problem was, Glo, short for Glorietta, the woman who was losing the house to the mortgage company was a veteran outsider. I was just beginning. She was in her 40’s, the oldest of four sisters who were the progeny of the hardcore dust bowl migration to the Santa Clara Valley. Being the oldest she carried more of the sadness and hard defeat than her siblings. The youngest, Pam was a high school friend who had managed to shed the Okie soul and strap on the California culture. Somehow I had found shelter with these sisters for year or so but I had punched that ticket way too many times and I had been banished to Gloriettas. Last stop on that track.

Glorietta was hungry and so was I. No money, no food, no heat. The kids in on the street never came near the house. We both had showed up at the tough end of the road. She was cold but on instinct would occasionally reveal that quiet easy Oklahoma affection that could just sink you. She was near past caring and had been living very close to that edge for along time. Past her prime and wearing the weight of abandonment she was turning tricks in the dark house by candlelight while I tried to sleep on that hard floor in the next room. She wanted me out of there and I was tired of being pushed aside, seemed like we had that in common, but we couldn’t stand being in each others mirror. With her sisters a plan had been hatched for my exit. Now we’re getting back to Joanne. Sorry.

According to the ones who knew, Joanne had a strong and long history of a taste for the younger male. I was now Jail Bait. A Halloween party was announced, appropriately at Glo’s very spooky place and Joanne was invited. I was expected to be there, which from my level of acceptability was just was plain weird. To make it short, Joanne showed up purring and leering in a cat costume obviously fulfilling her job description. At the end I was rolling down the street in her dilapidated 54 Chevy Bel Air which obviously had no oil in the engine as it clattered and clicked toward her lair in the old Burbank district of San Jose. Confused but resigned, I was on the passenger side wiping the fogged windshield with an old blanket. She had scored.

 

 

 

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: west 4th
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Hey Hammond, that tooth of mine that was crossing over the other one busted off down in Fla. and now the tooth beside it is crossing over it. When I first got out of surgery, there was a rather large gap between them. The gap has closed by the width ot two teeth; and then some. At this point its only a matter of time untill my teeth are side-ways. The left side of my jaw bone is warping and the pivot point is near my chin where they saw-cut it. Hey, who needs plastic surgery? My appearance is altering itself. What with getting a new tattoo every week, my arms are filling up and I seem to be morphing into another character. Speaking of character, I plan on developing mine through struggle. Iv'e had it too good for too long. I may become Grand-Daddy of the Urban Nomads. Hi Ohio Girl. Howdie Eric. Hey Mark. Ahhh...Sam...where are you???..ahh...physically I mean. Arizona; right????

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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After Dentist Vicodan Bliss Comment:

With the cost of bohemian woodshedding becoming nearly overpriced - without a counterculture to create or join up with we are becoming part parcel of 'The Outerculture' - at times a virtual realm and where cause and purpose abound around like atoms on the move across Conscious Ness seeking their own Nessie - another bunch a serpent sswallowing their own tale."

I better go lie down now.....

Thanks everyone for your good thoughts and words.... I will begin the homeopathics tomorrow..... in the mean time la la land it everything it is supposed to be.....

Nods.....

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: in the moment...opps, too late
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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I missed hooking up w/ the M-27 crowd. I may have arrived at the scene too late. The protest was up near 53rd I think. I got real dehydrated and called it a day. See; I had forgotten to get any nurishment today so I waded back south. Every home town bum and low-life from here to times square gave me their best wishes on the walk uptown and back. (This city is shrinking). It was very nice; but I know the difference between flattery annd popularity. See; its now common knowledge that the lucrative Washington Square Church Sexton possition will soon be vacant. Hmm... Hey, get this. Today my attourny told the judge that I could lip-read!!! Where do these people get this stuff? I got a letter from the folks today. I may keep my distance. I suspect that they are going to attempt to mold me into "their Little Boy". No thanks. One half of a child-hood was enough. Hey, that person who is the care provider for the cat whose going in for throat surgery asked me for some advice, but their E-Mail got blown away and I couldnt respond. Hope all is well. OK, OK, I retrieved the I Ching Book. It is a bute, harvest gold cloth-bound hard-back edition. I had carved out three circles from the intro pages in order to hold the three coins. I then held it closed with a leather strap. Its self contained. I may chop out the crutial pages and condence it for traveling purposes. Its advise concerning my ex-wife was invaluable; basically: mount, ride hard and put her away wet. They just dont teach ya these things in animal husbandry. Later.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Hammond, definitely saw the Brotherhood of Eternal Love banner flying high, that was two years before I ran into the remnants. I also loved the droll naration as though it was a National Geographic documentary on indigenous tribes of New Guinea

Name: Eric
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Got back in time this weekend to attend the 20th anniversary reunion of the big 1983 Anti-Nuclear Weapons Direct Action at Livermore Labs where 1200 got arrested over several days. There were about 150 people at the reunion, which Dave Hartsough thought represented the percentage of folks who haven't moved in twenty years. (The postcard invitations were sent to everyone's 1983 addresses.) We had a final closing circle then a bunch of oldtimers hopped in vehicles to go to Sacramento to get arrested at the big BioTech conference yesterday.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Hi all - I am recovering from the dentist but it wasn't pretty. The roots of one tooth broke off leading to jackhammer time - and the vicodan is taking care of me at the moment. Felt like someone snapped a 2x2 in my mouth - thank god for anesthesia!

JAG - glad you are enjoying the Elysian Field - notice the Brotherhood's flag flying? I am somewhere near by in an Orange Sunshine haze of clarity giving out free samples.

Nic - Arent you the one. Don't save the lyrics or the magic - share it!

oh - and Ming. Yes the Tarot is a great sage - but not for me or even for men perhaps. I used them when I shouldn't have in a way that I shouldn't hve and it was like that TV that George Burns had in his TV den and used to watch his wife Gracie in other parts of the house. Scared the pants off me it was so vivid an true - The Ching however is a gentle angel that makes me dig for the central substance and this is best for me vs. being slammed in the forehead with bad news.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Hey Steve, the forces are gearing up by my office, E 47th street...since I'm right around the corner from the UN any time he's here as you know we have "dead zones" yeah, I'll say...but maybe I'll see you later in the crush...I'm headed to the east village down 2nd ave if I can get through...I'll be at the Thirsty Scholar if you're in the hood...or in the mood...I miss you.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: Turd on the run
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Got to move. Big Bush Protest on 48th & 8th. Boy, Im' pushin' it. (beats pullin' it). Later with the real news. Hi Nik!

Name: Nicole  Wills
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Ming...deal.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: home again home again
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Corte Criminal De La Ciudado De Nueva York. Just the facts mame. Well; no charm bracelets for this bad boy. I am however officially one of the "Fifth Avenue Eleven". What with about 200 hauled in on the same day, our court dates got spread far and wide. (In am attempt to break our solidarity). But we clustered our dates. (sounds raunchy, dont it?).. Some are still walking free from whats called an ATD or ATC (or something?) offer. Thats the offer that I originally refused. Anyway; me and ten other souls had our trials bumped up to July 21st. Thats a double bubble, I can swing down here and loop back up through Hampton on some prime breeding dates around the 28th. Maybe I can corner Sweet Lorraine in the barnyard. Hey, heres one. I bumped into Ed Frey in front of the Electric Ladyland Studio a few minutes ago. (Ed lives across the street next to Jimi's old place)..anyway, he demands an update (real Jewish Mother) so I start mimming whats comming down. He digs from reading both of my Court Date slips but wants to know how come. So I naturally start throwing around the peace sign, marching on the sidewalk, acting out getting cuffed and top it off with walking out and laying down in the middle of the West 8th street which is one way east. (I know what your' thinking),..yep, "The Protest In My Mind"..(another good title)... anyway,.. Ed is in shock;... I glance over (sideways),..heres four cops with the dead stare, I start to get up and notice that there is a huge fuckin' fire truck parked with half a dozen fire boys hangin in there, I mean, how could I miss not seeing a fire truck? Street smarts??..well, thats Ed for ya; very distracting. I brushed myself off and danced down the street with "The Wind Cries Mary" warping through my head. The Hendrix Vibe is still down there I tell ya. Hmmm...Hendrix Vibe, Hendrix Vibe..???...Could I use that as a defence??? P.S. The Secretary is in San Francisco this week, singing in a show. I originally flipped her out by telling her what sign she was without knowing her birth date. When she asked "How did you know Im' a Virgo?",.. I said: You act like a deer in the head-lights. (Not a good begining,..but true).

Name: McMing
EmailAddress: musical
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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OK, Nik .. now you've really done it .. there's a huge amount of wonderful music that never reaches the airwaves .. but you have posted the lyrics to one of the great ones that never gets played .. I think of this as secret knowledge that needs to stay that way .. selfish but .. please keep your other treasures hidden until it needs to come out .. Nick Drake, John Renbourne .. occult knowledge, not for the heathen .. let 'em find out for themselves, alright ? signed -- the Snob

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Strawberry Fields
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Nichole and Hammond I received the Elysian Fields tape and have already watched it once, very psycho-tropic memory bendin. Wow were'nt we positively dangerous types! Very subversive and anarchic until the likes of Sid Vicious and Johnny Rotten hit the scene, now that would make a mother and father cringe but Elysian Fields! Pretty family friendly compared to the dark future headed our way a few years later!

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress: sorryforbeing@talkative.pest
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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bg. Now this is a hot song

1952 Vincent Black Lightning by Richard Thompson

Says Red Molly, to James, "Well that's a fine motorbike. A girl could feel special on any such like." Says James, to Red Molly, "My hat's off to you. It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952. And I've seen you on the corners and cafes, it seems. Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme." And he pulled her on behind, And down to Boxhill, They'd Ride.

Says James, to Red Molly, "Here's a ring for your right hand. But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man; For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen. I've robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine. And now I'm twenty-one years, I might make twenty-two. And I don't mind dyin' but for the love of you. But if fate should break my stride, then I'll give you my Vincent, To Ride."

"Come down Red Molly," called Sargent McQuade. "For they've taken young James Aidee for Armed Robbery. Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside. Oh, come down, Red Molly, to his dying bedside." When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left. He was runnin' out of road. He was runnin' out of breath. But he smiled, to see her cry. And said, "I'll give you my Vincent. To Ride."

Said James, "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world Beats a '52 Vincent and a Redheaded girl. Now Nortons and Indians and Greavses won't do. Oh, they don't have a Soul like a Vincent '52." Well he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys. He said, "I've got no further use...for these. I see Angels on Ariels in leather and chrome, Swoopin' down from Heaven to carry me home." And he gave her one last kiss and died. And he gave her his Vincent. To Ride.

 

 

 

 

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: aleatory
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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I Ching's good .. great really .. but since I'm a Kelt with crypto-Christian tendencies .. the Tarot is the Book of Changes for me .. & this really works,too if you approach it in the right way .. a word to the wise.

Name: FYI - Service
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Funny people throwing away your coins, yarrow stalks and books...

As the book says of itself: "This is a book for everyone - but not everyone at the same time" So rest easy - your day will come - or not - but hey, give the book to another soul and forget about it for now.....

Name: Nik
EmailAddress: ps again
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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bg, My son was conceived on a Pima reservation in Yuma, but I had been all over AZ with his father...he was the salesman and top racer for norton/ducati and in fact invented some headers...George Kirker was his name and it was Kirker headers and exhaust systems...he has since died from Nitrous oxide overdose (ahem, to you two boys toying with the tank) but a hell of a guy he was.

Name: bg
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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thanks, Nik.

 

 

http://www.dropbears.com/m/models/classic/commando.htm

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress: ps
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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ps Gouge, you'll be a'right, you have all of us to keep you company...

Name: Nikki Wills
EmailAddress: willinics
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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I went to Keihl's pharmacy yesterday afternoon...speaking of Motorcycles...I had forgotten how incredible the store is...it's the original one from 18 something...in the village closer to union square, and they have in the front window two awesome decked out bikes...and they sell leather jackets with K on the buttons, and they have photos from customers and family plastered all over the walls of the window display's...not to mention the phenomenol oils and products... and I say all that to say this...if every company could hold their standards it would be a much better world of commerce..below is a link to their mission statement...

http://www.kiehls.com/info/mission.html

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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SUN GLARE ON A WHITE SAND BEACH

SPIT HOT BUNS ROASTING UNDER A G'STRING

MUSCLES AND SHADES

SURF CRASHIN

SCREEN YOUR BUNS

SCREEN YOUR BUNS

SCEEN YOUR BUNS

ICED COLD AKIN RED HED HOT

HOOTERS WITH TRIANGULAR HEADLIGHT PATCHES

UNCOVER YOUR HOOTERS

JUMP UP

JUMP DOWN

SUMMER IN SWEAT TEQUILA BIKINI

SCREEN YOUR BUNS

Name: gouge
EmailAddress: rhymeswithrouge
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Fire stuff.

http://www.azstarnet.com/star/today/30623WILDFIREMAIN.html

Shoot, my son's in Italy this summer, last nite I put my wife on a plane outta the country, too. It's just me for a while. Hell, I can't afford to evacuate...(not that I feel the need. )Woke up in the middle of the night to find the bed full with two dogs and a cat, all curled up together, pushin' me outta the way. All's well. Saw a scoot for sale on the street the other day. 1971 Norton Commando. Pearl white. Pretty nice condition, and cheap. Hmmmmmmmm....yeah, that's just what I need to occupy my time. An old Brit bike...shoot, I won't get lonely, trackin' down old parts and payin' a fortune for 'em...

But Honey...you was gone and I was feelin' bad and this bike...well, it just happened...

 

I never could get I Ching to work worth a damn. These days I consult a little pocket edition of the teachings of the Buddha, a 1973 bicycle repair manual, and some old Zap comics. That seems to cover the nut for me, anyway... http://www.crumbmuseum.com/plete6.html

 

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Steve, we all wait with baited breath! (what does THAT mean??) To work now and will check back this evening. I am so glad you were able to break into the computer. What's that womans problem anyway??

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: On second thought
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Hey, I just remembered. I read on my SSI terms and conditions that they will not issue checks to you if you have any outstanding warrents or porole violations etc. So, I must be clean. Wouldnt it be the nuts if that fuckin' jury duty thing hangs my ass? Later

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: heading out to court
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Hey; They had me locked up for over 12 hrs. after the event. I was booked and finger printed on the new stste of the art machines. (Thats when I was sweatin' it. I figure that If they didnt bag me then,..well,.. they wont now. In fact, during my "Interigation" they kept asking me if I was a "Gang Member" (North Calif logo on the bottom rocker of my tee shirt???...Anyway,.. Technically, I have no criminal record; as Im' not a criminal. (It's that easy kids!)...as far as the child support; I owe 13 grand. I was never put on one of those "Dead Beat Dad Wanted Posters" because I contacted the main man and told him that I was dying of cancer and my guess is that playing up the "Dead" angle would have been in bad taste. As a matter of fact, I wrote to him and suggested that they slate me as " A Dying-Beat Dad". Hey, great name for a book. Anyway, the State of N.H. stopped sending me the tab. Actually, it was a class B felony (thanks to Wild Bill Clinton) for me to leave the state of NH. I didnt do the "Prisoner In America" routine very well. This all sounds like a fucking weird movie, dont it? Hey,..As far as back taxes; maybe I am dead???... Its those front taxes that have me worried. (dont you kids try this at home. Ive' got 35 minutes to get down there. Later. (sooner I hope).

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 23 Jun 2003

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Hey Steve! Whatever is the equivalent of "break a leg" for someone going to be in a play, I'd say to you about going to be in court. Hope it goes ok, Peace.

Name: Joe
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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They run outstanding warrant checks before they issue the desk appearance ticket here in NY

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Steve, don't givem shit but Mark's right, they'll run priors and outstandings and you could suffer! Be careful!

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Steve,

Good work on the password. Hope you stay online for a while. If NYC takes you down for a sentence don't they run outstanding warrant checks?

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: West 4th
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Hey, Its not to late!!..as far as tossing the coins and book;...believe me, I dont do the trash thing in a conventional manner; see,..the things that I "Trash" usually stay on the floor near to where I sprawl out every night for at least a few weeks. (smells like beer in here)...I then casually edit my "Thrown Away" stuff. If I didnt use that system, I would no doubt be possessionless and most likely naked.

Name: Steve Again
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

Comments

Bang! It took a micro-second!

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: The Office
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Hey, Im' back. Hell, if I had tried a few more times, the story would have really grown. I wonder why my stuff didnt make the board sooner? Anyway, Ah... I go to trial in the morning for my involvement with the NYC March 27th (M-27) "Die-In". Remember? Bunch'o us folks played dead on 5th Avenue? I think that that was during the pre-war era. Anyway,... I told the hanger's-on that I just wont give the man a dime. Fuck it. I cant see pulling those kinds of high-jinks and then payin' the system off. I mean, really; them making money for my act of patriotism?? I dont pay taxes, remember? Fuck, Im' hot from back taxes, back child support and stiffing a jury duty thing. I cant believe that the Govt. is sending my money each month. This is a bad system. I think. Hey, I broke the pass-word. It's the secretary's first name. She's a Virgo. I gave her the finger last week. Not because she's a Virgo. I gave her the finger because I havent reached maturity yet. (actually: I gave her the finger because due to my condition, I couldnt say: "FUCK YOU!"). Hey, Im' bustin' out, gonna hit Hampton the 8th, 9th & 10th and then north to Calais. Oh, whats the attraction?...Ah...Me!! The Maine State Tourist Board just dont know it yet. See ya in a few. Im' curious (easy now) on how long this message will take to hit the web site. It's about 10:24 now.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Weelll Mark, yeah. You did read that. See, I said to Miranda the other day, "This doesn't feel like home. I'm missing the ocean. I'm missing the West Coast." And she says "I'm feeling the same way." The next thing I know Miranda's moving at warp speed packing up while I'm going, "wait a minute we can't afford to do this..blah blah blah blah." But stopping Miranda is like trying to hold back a falling building. And I have seen her pull off some pretty impossible stuff once she's put her mind to it. So I threw out some lines and Hammond and Jag have been talking to me about what I want to know about that area they're in. But feeling really more under the gun than I really think I can deal with. Then I come to find out last night, M has her Actual Mind set for Ft Bragg. And I throw on the brakes cause that definitely is not happening.

This whole trip went whacko cause I come to find out we were working with totally different agendas that were pulling in different directions. (Picture those wind up toys with bent and different size wheels.) Terrific. So I told her (that first time around) if we can't do this equally and in the same direction it's time we go our different ways. Jeeze. I guess if I can't get this right with a mate I still have to figure it out with my daughter. Karma..there's just no way out of it. So. Back to Plan..uuh I've lost track. Anyway, we are going to cool our heels for awhile longer and put money aside and slao see if we can sell the bus. And give us both time to put our brains on right and wait for the door to open instead of forcing it. Then we will likely aim towards Oregon City and surrounding area. I mean sometimes I feel like I got this momentum going that I can barely stop and is washing over me still trying to sweep me out. But today feels better.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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I have to confess I tossed my I Ching out several years ago. Pissed me off really bad. I have thought of starting to use it again but.....my gut feeling says maybe later. Too each their own. I do understand the relevance of oracular dialogue though.

Eileen,

Did I read your post correctly in that you plan on leaving New Mexico by the end of the month?

Ming,

Don't forget the judge!

Name: McMing
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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F**k the PO-Leece as we say in the South

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Hey there Steve - good to hear from you - and well I guess you are all right - but why are you going to court? Have I missed something - probably so, I seem to miss quite a lot these days with my tooth problems. I will be standing in a parking lot tomorrow 7:30 am waiting to wait when the clinic opens to wait some more and then ideally some relief before I have to come home an zonk out for a few days.

Don't throw out your I-Ching - throw out the dish water. I have had the same I-Ching since 1970 - used to be taped with 5 colors of tape until a wizard friend took it from me and then returned it a week later bound in top quality black leather. "Now get back to work" he said... I followed suit....

Eileen - got your last and want to reply at length but it will be another day or so.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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OOH Steve you threw out your I Ching?! I can't tell you how many I have had to re-buy..over and over. Ha Farmers Almanac..you are really fishing in the barrel for a few gems from the cosmos..hey whatever works. We all need road signs..even if they keep moving. I'm really hoping you stay in touch on that journey. Internet cafes are everywhere and many libraries have them. In the meantime hope nothing to revolt/ing happens in court and you can step out lightly. Sweet Lorain such has a stringer on you..just can't quite let you go huh? Or does that go both ways? Well, I guess it always good to be wanted. I guess. So good to see you pop back in. It's not the same without you.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Hey Steve!

We all have been waiting to see what's up with you. It seems you have it all well in hand or grasp or something. What is the attraction to Calais? HOlY SHIT, don't get Travis started again!

Name: SRB
EmailAddress: NYC
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Test,,,....test

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: New York City
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Hey, Ive' tried to send three posts. They dont seem to making it. ????!!!!!!!

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: homeskin
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Fuck it. I threw away the coins and the I CHING book. (after I tapped it for all it was worth (as a council and NOT a guide). " Beware you are be not swallowed by books! An ounce of love is worth a pound of knowledge" - John Wesley. Hey, I am however still basing my activities (daily) on planitary hours. with that in mind, Im' hedging my bet and have graciously accepted Sweet Lorraine's latest welcome: but on my terms. (I plan to drop in only when the Old Farmer's Almanac indicates that you should breed live stock.) It was always a toss up of wearing her out before my welcome. Anyway, she sent me a rather criptic religiously orientated reference about asking and ye shall recieve, and legs, or doors opening wide; you get the picture,..I know I did. Hey, I may get jailed on contempt of court tommarow, as I dont plan on paying a fine (if one is imposed). I may get bumped up again, as the cops are not only refusing to allow the defence to review any of the police vidio tapes of the Die-In. To take it one step further, they stepped on their dicks by saying that the did not tape the event. (which citizen vidios show them doing). Aint it the way? Anyway, I booked a P.O. Box that will kite my mail and SSI checks; as I dont want a direct deposit account. Its: Steve Boyd, 7 East 8th Street, Suite 369 NY, NY. 10003. Theres an M-27 meeting comming down here as I type. Will take a peek-a-Boo and get back later to scroll down and see what Ive' been missing. Later. P.S. I already posted a few minutes ago, but it never seemed to come up. ????? I you get two, its no wonder.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress: homeskin
Date: 22 Jun 2003

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Hey, I just got an e-mail from Sweet Lorraine via a third party. It was religiously orientated. Something about asking and recieving and legs or doors opening wide, you get the picture...(I know that I did). Anyway, I suspect that she's going to attempt to reel me in from Calais. I uttilized the coin oracles as a council for my big move on the 7th. (a council; but NOT a guide.) I tossed'em out, book and all. "Beware you be not swallowed up by books! An ounce of love is worth a pound of knowledge". - John Wesley. I am however still basing my "days" on planitary hours. I go to court in the AM and will most likely go to jail for contempt. If I only get slapped with a fine I plan on flattly refusing to pay it. I told the remnance of the dwindling M-27 crowd that I dont rent road space. I should be out by the 8th and plan on dropping into Hampton NH to see S.W. and the chill-blanes on the way north. M-27 is meeting here again tonight in 20 minutes. I will drop back in later to scroll down the page and review what Ive' missed. (its the low ebb for me...but I crank in July)...Remember last July???...well, do ya Punk? P.S. Hey Travis, I hooked up with some of the Weatherman Underground last week. OPPS,..They dont exist, do they?

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 21 Jun 2003

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Ok guys..contact.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 21 Jun 2003

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Eileen I sent a link to the Oregonian you can scan the classifieds and I will send more as I find them.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 21 Jun 2003

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Eileen - received and replied just now....H.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 21 Jun 2003

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Hammond..just checking. Did you get my email? It seems to be disappearing in some black hole.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 21 Jun 2003

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CounterPunched (Weekend Edition)

"Hogwarts Replaced by Hogwash" http://www.counterpunch.org/poems06212003.html

+ Stew Albert

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 21 Jun 2003

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Eileen I sent my address and phone let us know when you know. Good Luck

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress: writenow@spiritone.com
Date: 21 Jun 2003

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Eileen (cc: JAG) - I will send you the numbers later today. When (apporx) do you think you will be heading our way? My e-mail above for details

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 21 Jun 2003

Comments

What a horrible week it's been, and cold too. This morning the sun is shining beautifully and I've taken a paid vacation from work this weekend!!!!! Believe it or not I took the days off because of Kairos. Not really the same Kairos, this particular "God's time" is a Christian-based (but not exclusively Christian) prison ministry program, for families of men in prison. Something I believe in, and I don't believe in all that much. Amazing this should occur on the solstice.

Last week, my husband was sick (he's ok now), I felt particularly awful myself, and our 15-year-old dog is in her last days on this earth, with a little shelf of medicines to keep her happy and tail-wagging as long as possible. I got a $10 gift certificate for WalMart, for "Nursing Assistant Appreciation Week." Balance that against the $250 health insurance deductible we have to pay because the company switched insurance carriers in the middle of the year. Yeah they sure appreciate me. Eileen, now that I've surely made Ohio sound dismal, rents and other expenses are relatively low in the entire middle of the US.

Anyways the sunlight is especially beautiful this morning. There are always possibilities....... Peace

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 21 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond I believe you have both feel free to forward to Eileen and if not I will forward to you.

Name: Mihail
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

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Name: me again
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

OK you know what I meant. better go to bed now

Name: Sam
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

uuh..that would be..clear cuts while driving..

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress: samileen@msn.com
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks guys..will need to get your emails and phone numbers if you don't mind.

Ooh that Bush is a quick one. Someone else in Drain told me..after my commenting on the clear while cutting driving into town..that it gave the wildlife more food and without clear cutting the trees. I laughed and said..now THERE'S a concept, I'll have to meditate on that one. I have the feeling I may have confused him. Just a few miles away I can see where the fire stopped after taking out the slopes here last yr. Living watching the glow of the fires at night? That has got to be a little challenging to ones nights sleep! Fires really bring up a lot of emotion in me. I'm not sure if it is fear or awe at the power..probably both. Come on tell us you at least have your bags packed!

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge, last Summer Oregon had the worst fire season in over 50 years Bush even visited the affected area and commented that the cause was not enough logging had been done making brush and growth too dense! His remarks caused quite a stir with enviromentalists and just people in general. Keep your evac plan close and good luck.

 

Eileen; Ditto Hammond!

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

I do recall saying the forest land in AZ was a fire waiting to happen. There are so many tall dead trees standing from whatever blight is moving through there and making it's way to NM, CO and as I travel I suspect I will see more. I have a feeling this fire season is going to get significantly worse.

Here it has been raining off and on for days..overcast (makes me feel right at home)..the works. Lightening occasionally sucking up the eletricity and then spitting it back, cracking across the sky. A few days ago a huge and complete double rainbow at sunset againt the Sanges'.

Name: hoagy
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

oh, I'm in town, prob'ly @ 12-15 miles from the fire as the crow flies. No worries. At night I can see the flames from both fires,days the huge smoke plumes like in that little slide show on the news link. Last few years we've had pretty bad fire seasons out here.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Gogue - where are you located via the map shown on the smoky link below?

Name: smoky
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

http://www.azstarnet.com/star/today/30620WILDFIREMAIN.html

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

The Summerhaven Fire!

I have been e-mailing back and forth with Stew Albert today who just got back from vacation - he and his family left Summerhaven on Sunday having had a marvelous week's vacation. Quite a shock for them even at this safe distance. Everything on fire in a heartbeat. He says the reports from the front say that the road signs and other signs all look like Dali painted them - melting as they stand.

Gouge - from your note I guess you living near the blaze - prayers mate that you and yours remain safe. Keep us posted.....

Eileen - Welcome (back) to Oregon! We will do everything we can to help you get settled in.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

McMingus/thanks for that info..excellent timing considering our needs at this end. HELLO YOU GODS asking for this yr to be one of Great Fortune for all of us..and..I have my list out..

Miranda says her questions have been answered and rest we just have to see for ourselves. I really think we are just going to jump ship at the end of the month. This is going to be with little more than a wing and a prayer..eeeh!

Name: gouge
EmailAddress: gottalite?@hottown
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Nicole, not to worry. Yes, the town of Summerhaven, in the Catalina mountains around Tucson, burned yesterday around noon. At least 250+ homes and businesses gone. The Rincon mountains on the east of Tucson are also burning. But all's well around the Gouge homestead. Just call me Smoky (wasn't that Hoagie Carmichael's name in that movie...)

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Eric - Have a great trip and safe return mate....

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Nic - (toothpain aside for a moment) As you probably havent been there in some time I can assure you that Bolinas is still very much Bolinas - though a bit star-campy now compaired to the good old days when no one cared who you were or what you did as long as you did it for the unknown joy of doing it and moving along in time and space free of the world at large - ah wilderness!. Still as difficult to get there along the coastline over Mt. Tam via Stinson or round about from San Rafel. No work to be had of course - as ever never was - but that of course is part of the bohemian charm of the place. I suppose you could work in Mill Valley or SF - but then the commute drags into place with no bus service any longer. If you have a bundle of bucks saved up I say go girl go to Bolinas - I would in a heart beat if I had it in hand - but saving that it is a hard road to hoe financially unless you can make it from home via whatever cottage industry, money busting idea or the internet. Great offer nonetheless.....

Name: Eric
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

I've been gone a few days, back East (North Carolina) and just got access so wanted to check in. Don't think I can read through the past couple days, so I'll just say hi to everyone. If anything needs my attention, I'll be back in Frisco this weekend. Dripping wet with humidity -- eric.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Yea Nicole..me and my memory full of holes..I remember the name not the face. What an invitation!! But it sounds like you've got your life beautifully underway..and there's not likely to be the feasts and social life or choice of work you have there. In fact you seemed to have always thrived on the EAst Coast. I wouldn't mess with it if I were you. It's easy to fantasize change from a safe place you know what I'm saying?

Jag and Hammond..thank you a hundred times for talking to me further about this. Miranda has been so disheartened by this journey, that understandably she is afraid of making another leap into the unknown (yet is the one pressing most hard to leave here)..I'm merely (ha) worried, and hopeful as aways. So I will leave her to ask you the questions when she wakes this morning.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

I like the sound of that Ming...thanks for the link

Eileen, do you remember Martha Wax? She just called me out of the blue and said I should consider moving to her house in Bolinas...h-m-m-m I'm happy here in NYC but not because I'm here, I am content with in and so I can be anywhere these days...I just don't have a nest egg or else I'd buy a tioga van and just leasurely criss cross the country...I want to do that so badly...well, the mega million jack pot is 185,000,000 dollars and the drawing is today...wouldn't that be something!!! send good thoughts...I'll share the prize with everyone.

Gouge?

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: Astral Weeks
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

A short cosmik weather forecast for those of you who follow these things --

<< For more than one thousand years, Greek citizens who felt sick or soul tired practiced this tradition of dream healing.* This month we, too, have the opportunity for a profound and meaningful dream encounter with the god Asklepios. The Greeks call this magical moment the "Kairos." In essence, it means "auspicious moment" or "God’s moment,” the exact time when the veils between the worlds are thin and when the gods can hear and speak to us. We approach one such collective Kairos moment now—on the summer solstice on June 21 at 12:11 pm PDT. Yet, incredibly, this influence stretches over a period of five days. This is as a result of a rare sequence of cosmic influences from June 19 that continues through June 24. In my astrological opinion, these are the most sacred days of 2003. >>

continued at : http://www.stariq.com/Main/Articles/P0004579.HTM

 

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen - I concur with JAG on all points - and rents? They can be quite reasonable in comparison to most cities this size - and just out of town can be even more reasonable - obviously depending on numerous factors. The transportation system in and near Portland is one of the best in the country and thankfully 'freeways' are yet to become much of an issue as we really don't have any - only interstate highways and smaller main arteries of automobility - but then again I stopped driving years ago. You won't find mad traffic jams here - just the ocassional delay at the wrong time of day. No sales tax is also helpful to the pocket book. Though we are no longer The Emerald State (due to massive clear cutting) there is still plenty of forest to go around an hour or so away. As JAG mentioned the coast is an easy drive to Astoria or Cannon Beach and you won't be bothered by the wetland depressions of Eugene and surrounding areas in the Willamette Valley. All in all there is a lot to be said for Oregon vs the rest of the country and in the Portland area vs. the rest of the state.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge, I'm worrying about you after having watched the morning news out of Tucson and you mentioned fires the other day...they said over two hundred homes were distroyed in a small community just outside the city...what's up? You okay? Need any help? Let us know.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Neighbors? Far Out
Date: 20 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen, for starters Clackamas Community College has an excellent curriculam and I too am into business and computer science as major and minors. The campus is about 12 miles outside of Portland proper and near Mollala, Carver, Molina, and several more small communities all of which segue into the Oregon wilderness, Portland is an enclave of liberalism and the surrounding environment is steeped in a much more rural attitude that is not so much conservative as colloquial in style and thought. Mt. Hood is nearby and the coast is an hour and a half drive west, it's decidedly not perfect but livable most definately. I have nothing but good to say about the overall environment and feeling of shared community that is there if you look for it. I will expound more at a latter date if your so inclined. Hope you like what you've heard so far.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Jag~ Can you hear the sigh of relief from Miranda and me? Yes please help us out. We very much want the details and any help you can offer. We're feeling pretty battered and could use some good news. The classes at the school there had us shouting. We're both major gardners, herbalists, and multi talented artists. Miranda in particular is into ceramics and has been hurting for classes. We need business classes. I mean, we could go there as long as they would let us, I am sure. I think we could wing it as far as work goes..if we can find a place that isn't trying to make their entire living off of rent!

Name: Joe
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

I dont know why it printed like that it was suppossed to be vertical not horizontal....no gas in red....lol....no patient should suffer......i hope you laughed a little anyway

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen; Let me know if you want a detailed account of the environ and the school I can give you my 30 plus years of area knowledge and try to ease the transition.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen I'm sorry I didn't see your Oregon City reference, that is where I attend college and it is a great place, Hammond is right though, we are the hardest hit state in the union when it comes to employment. You get accustomed to it though and depending on your "guild" there is generally enough work to get by, the hardest and deepest hit are first the high tech industries such as Intel and Boeing and the now almost non-existent logging industy Yah!! As for the rest of us were used to it.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond I know I made light of your predicament but I was serious about my need of a dentist, I have two molars in serious decline and am dreading the time in the not to distant future when I need to avail myself of similar services, the Oregon Health Plan has fallen on hard times and I no longer qualify.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen Beaver Creek is to generic for me, that name is synonomous with Oregon and many locales use it I attend college in Clackamas just a few miles from Beaver Creek and the college is on Beaver Creek Rd. Are you refering to South Beaver Creek on the coast? I am not familiar with the town but have heard of it.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen - The area is fine - the neighbors are fine - the school is fine - but the economy sucks big time there and everywhere else in Oregon = the highest unemployment in the nation and it isn't getting any better. Schools are letting out like 10 days early this year because the can't pay the teachers. The iceberg of disenchantment here has a very large tip on it....

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen - Today it went well because it was a new clinic and all they let me have was a form to fill out for when I come back next week ($40 per tooth) and - er no gas as this is a pull and putt course where I have to show up at 7am walk-in first come first serve for people who don't know what nitrous oxide is for and can't afford it anyway ...er.... well sortta what it is for.

Anyway -

The dentist I went to last year wasn't exactly pleased that I played with the dials on his gas-o-meter but hey what could he say - I was in another frame of referece and ready to have the work done but he just sent me out on my 'high' way and out the door - oh yeah and I didn't have any money with me anyway. That was a year ago - then when I went back to the office last week they wanted all the money up front ($100 per tooth) and NO GAS written all over my chart in red. However they took pain pity on me and gave me the script for pennicillin and a list of other dentists Who can blame them - I am not a very good patient. Glad I gave you a laugh though.....

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond-Jag-any thoughts on the Beaver Creek, Oregon City (the college looks terrific!) Molina area?

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

..no longer a patient..I'm laughing!!!! SO? How'd it go?

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond let me know if the tooth Doc is any good, I may be needing him in the near future and if he's no Joseph Mengele I could use him, nothing like some one else to be the guinea pig :-)

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Joe - thanks for the er... encouragment? Horror sound effects!

Dentists don't trust me with gas

When they leave the room I turn up the volume

When they come back I am no longer a patient

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Dentists don't trust me with gas

When they leave the room I turn up the volume

When they come back I am no longer a patient

Name: Joe
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond stiffen up that spine, woe is me is right, I spent half my childhood in the dentists chair.

 

Blinding Light Nostril Hair metallic clack Why Am I here?

Water running Cant wait till rinse give me gas a carpet ride

Crunch of bone tug on jaw copper mouth tug some more

If only I knew how long Id last brush some more till the blast!

 

 

 

 

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

sorry .. "I'll"

Name: McMing
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks for the tip about that movie, Nik .. I look for it

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond,

Got your message and will send back an edited version today or early tomorrow. Thanks

 

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Nic - Yummy Cherrystone's are one of my favorite delights. So glad you had a great time and sorry I wasn't there! Maybe when you come Westward?

Mark and Gouge - Check your e-mails for 3rd Page messages :-)

Joe - that's the spirit mate - write on!

And now I am off to the cheapo clinic du denta on a recon to see of they actually use dentists vs. string hanging from door knobs. If it checks out to my liking I will venture forth next week for removal of the problem(s). Yuk! - I have hated the dentist all my life.............Woe is me......

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen...yes, life is good and I am happy...keeping it simple.

McMingus, have you ever seen "The Never Ending Story" a kids movie, but not really...The world starts to disappear because people aren't using their imaginations...and this boy Sebastian and his huge wonderful flying dog/thing named Falcore go on a journey to set things straight...it is a great movie...your conversation this morning reminded me of it.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Vissionary
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

To see a World in a Grain of Sand

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,

Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand

And Eternity in an hour.

Wm Blake

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Ooh Nicole you do know how to start my morning drooling. And also, yes I did get the Shippy note. And I did talk to Jerimah for half a minute in LA. (He SOUNDS handsome.)Sorry I'm so slow in responding. I'm less and less not happy here and am so focused on just working and keeping Miranda and me afloat right now not too much else is getting thru. Your life sounds so full and good there. I'm impressed how the East coast has always held out so much to you..as well you have so much to offer.

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: pontificating
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks, Nik .. sounds like a great bash you went to. Last night I had a few wines, started feeling good & expansive .. the one thing I think I got right was to mention Imagination (with a capital "I") .. My little sermon for this morning is -- I think this is a key concept (it comes really from Wm. Blake) .. but the Beats helped us see it {you do know Ginsburg was a keen student of Blake ?} .. but it seems to me the perhaps the most important characteristic of being human .. looking back at 50 years of City Lights .. Imagination [in danger of disappearing underneath wealth, cybernetics, materialism of every kind] it gives us the real wings to fly to other places & times, the supreme Transporter .. cherish your own I.-- best to all fellow writers, one day we will re-write the fucked-up rules that consign so many to mental slavery -- Yr friend, the Blue Man

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

That would be OUR wings...

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 19 Jun 2003

Comments

I could even hear the noise from Leroy street down below your window...very nice Gouge.

Mc Ming...that was beautiful

come on with it Joe...we're waiting...

Hammond, Mark and Jag...what a great night...They had platters of cherry stone clams and blue point oysters...skewers with shrimp and scallops...three tiered platters filled with lobters tails and huge siver bowls filled with claws...and for those who don't like sea food...there was satay chicken...unending amounts...and teramiso and key lime pie...very decadent...I took my friend Suzi Ronson (wife of the late Mick Ronson) and Lynnie Harriton and we had fun...

Oh yes Mc Mingus...are wings are getting stronger!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge, once again a home run.

Name: McMing
EmailAddress: musing
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Fly on into the unknown, o bold spirits !

Every day we invent a little more of the New World, a world of kindness, generosity & boundless imagination .. we shrink the borders of a tired & worn-out Miserliness which still vainly pretends to hold sway ..

When our wings have grown strong enough, we will all soar together in the brilliant sunlight

Laughing & singing

Name: gouge
EmailAddress: manhattan@leroy.st.1970something
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

A Hopper Painting

 

Manhattan, Leroy Street. It's cold outside, I'm working late into the night, painting. I no longer know what I'm doing. Sometimes it gets like that, you don't know anymore, it could be something good, could be garbage. Long periods of looking may tell, sometimes the only way is to work on through until it ends. Take a break, light a smoke, spike a fresh cup of French Market with cheap bourbon. Open a window and breathe the cold air, watch the street.

Across the way, a woman stands at her window, looking. I know her, have talked with her on the street. We just stand at our windows, watching one another. It seems a long time because it is faintly disturbing, yet not. There is movement behind her, another woman comes to the window. They embrace and kiss, a long kiss, then move into the shadows. I'm embarrassed, feel foolish and naive. I didn't know. I had never seen that before. It seemed so much more intimate than a kiss between a man and a woman. I feel so ignorant up here on the top floor in my shabby little rooms on Leroy Street. A country hick from down on Pig Branch lost in the big city.

There is so much I don't know, will never know. I don't know anything of this painting in front of me, after hours of working on it, know nothing of it. Know nothing of the desire of those two lovers for one another, will never know anything of it. There is so much I don't know.

I just sit for a long time, smoking, looking at the unfinished painting, sipping cold coffee and bourbon and trying to make sense of the scene at the window. It all folds together, becomes the same picture. I imagine a little drama, like an Edward Hopper painting, two lovers entwined, across the way a painter sitting before a canvas, a dark cold Manhattan night. Hopper would see the sense of it, make it beautiful and stark and melancholy.

 

Name: Joe
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Im going to have to write something now

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks to all of you for your comments on my literary excursion. I don't know where I am going with it or how far. All the same, it is fun to put them up here and get some feedback. Today was home repairs day and tomorrow is Planet Drum day in SF. Man, Nicole I am drooling over your lobster fest. I have been counting the fat grams and kicking my own ass doing TaeBo for exercise. Food is on my mind.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Nik

Red bowtie and a pink crustacean; enjoy and thanks

Gouge

That coming from someone like you who knows, well that means alot; thanks as well

 

 

 

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Nic - you are so 'titilating!' - with you (in spirit) on a romantic date at the Center eating lobster at sundown (Ah what a thought)..... Now where is that guy you asked about? Just look what he is missing out on!!!

Enjoy the moment - and think of us....

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress: bibs@meltedbutter.yum
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

alright then, I'm off to have lobster...Tishman/Speyer who own Rockefeller Plaza have invited our company to an open bar and Lobster Bake at the Rink bar at Rockefeller center...should be fun, I've invited a couple of my pals to go with me...I'm mean, all the lob you can eat for free...and the bar...well, I just have to go...you know, make an appearance for the boss and all...ciao, Nik

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

...wow I feel as though it's the 1930's and I'm sharing digs on the left bank with all the exquist writers of my time...

Jag, it's on it's way...

gouge, done.

every one else...and above mentioned names...can't help it, I'm crazy about all of you...

Name: Gouge
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark, man, keep going and don't look back. You've got it. Go, man, go!

Jag...right now, looking out the window, mountains on two sides of me are on fire. You know what that's like. Your words put me right back there. Don't stop.

Nic, say hi to Steve for me, send him my best.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: follow up
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

That was only a rough draft of a story I have been meaning to commit to print and is far to long to post in its entirety a hell of a lot happened in those two and a half months.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks Hammond, I'm looking forward to it, I can even make you a couple of copies if you want I have an extra VCR and two AV jacks on my tv.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: A rough start? (I got the bug)
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

The weathered face, stoic and inscrutable rose slightly and the old man sniffed loudly, “Uhn, I smell bear shit”, is all I heard him grunt. I was busy helping Tom lift a six foot long four inch round pole to get our tent in place before nightfall and I didn't think much of the old mans statement until a couple of minutes later a huge brown bear lumbered out of the wood above our hillside camp and rushed down the embankment and disappeared into the mist below us not noticing us a wit but I took notice of him and of the old man for the first time since I'd jumped the 5 ft from the copter to find him laboriously lugging timber to erect the gov't issue six man canvas tent spread out to receive us for our two week lightning strike watch.

This excursion was the jewel in the crown of my previous two months at the B.C. base camp on the Fraser River patrolling the fire that had jumped the river in June and roared to life on the west bank causing the Canadian forest service to respond by hiring any and all available hands, including scruffy and wandering souls such as I. Having been robbed and left barefoot and penniless by the side of a desolate highway in an aborted attempt to hitch hike to Quebec with my girlfriend life took a surprising upswing when I landed this gig. Sue had found a greyhound in Hope BC and headed home to her mother who was happy to wire her daughter the funds to get away from the likes of me and I had found the local ranger station on the advice of a couple of locals while sharing a jug of “electric” vino and freaking into the wee hours at a youth hostel I had ventured upon, Canada was user friendly to vagabond youth with a yen to travel. I had been given a ratty pair of boots at the hostel, and upon being hired I was transported back up the Fraser Hi-way to Boston Bar and then we traversed the formidable river via a cable gondola large enough to accommodate one truck and 10 bodies, we swung out and over the roaring river suspended by a thin (to me) thread of cable attached to our box shaped cage and glided on a series of pulleys and cable to the opposite bank.

An hour later we arrived at the edge of the still growing inferno and were summarily told to start cutting a break, my stamina was severely tested that day as I took my Pulaski and hoed a 2 foot wide break inch by inch and hour by hour until well after night had fallen. I had only had a few moments to assess the flames licking at the forest and us as I was concentrating on the task at hand and focused on that small inroad I had made to stop this snapping and hissing beast, timbers cracking and igniting in my auditory background. The heat was palpable and encompassing even after dark had arrived and the few times I cast a furtive look I could see the glare and glow from a host of burning trees and brush while a pervasive pall of smoke engulfed the forest.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Nic - JAG - the eagle (address) has been released.

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

For any one who's here in NYC or plans to be in August...

www.howlfestival.com

ps, I'll be stopping in to check on Silent Steve tomorrow make sure all's well...I'll give an up date and I printed out all of this current guestbook to give him some reading material in case he has no computer access...ciao

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Nichole

I sent my address to Hammond a little while ago I don't know if he got just yet but he should have soon, thanks again and yeah Mark way to open! Follow through and roll with it.

 

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

BTW here's a link to a real good article by that great SF Chronicle columnist Mark Morford about Walmart and the scarey hell that it is...

http://www.sfgate.com/columnists/morford/

Hammond, I brought the Elysian tape to work with me so I can send it today, if you haven't got Jags address for me yet could you e me yrs again and I'll send it along to you and you can give it to him in person...

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark - I am with Nicole - excellent imagery. The 3rd Page is collecting pieces from us all for a melange du guestbook in the Fall Back Issue - Write On!!!!!

RedNeck - Never mind the bollocks - you have a knack for the waste land of songs so keep on truckin or what ever it is RedNeck Poets do to keep their pork chops in tune. Oh yeah - and kcuf you too.....

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress: itfitsperfect@keepwearingit.gomark
Date: 18 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark, and what a start it is...keep going please. "rolling a tricycle lazily back and forth, draped over the handle bars like a half asleep cat, watching the tire tread pattern..." had such an impact on my childhood memory bank that I could even feel the air and smell the fragrance of the apricot tree in the yard...and that feeling of being kinda bored and feeling sorry for myself and not wanting to do anything but wanting to do something...I still get like that sometimes...but anyway, thank you Mark, that was excellent...I guess I'll be spending another night on the sidewalk in front of Barnes and Nobles.

 

Name: Mark
EmailAddress: Tryingiton@forsize.com
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

I always go to far. Those early years alone in the Madrones, Oaks and Redwoods, not knowing the world, only the quiet summer days in the meadow or at the creek. Rain dripping mornings laying on my bed staring out the window and listening to the storms were what I knew. One of my earliest memories is rolling a tricycle lazily back and forth, draped over the handle bars like a half asleep cat, watching the tire tread pattern replace itself in the fine tan dust. Just the moment in the warm Santa Cruz Mountain sun. No before and no after.

 

Well, to get on with it, remember I always go to far, things went downhill with a mission statement. Seven years of a relatively solitary first life left me a clownish act when we set up shop in suburbia. My folks wanted to get with the program. GI Loan, FHA, stucco and lawn seeding the front yard. Not a good scene at all. I think it was my first experience with politics. Ruthless Kid politics. I couldn’t deal with it. On and on this went through school so I will leave the cliché explanations of which many have rolled out before me to well exercised imaginations. Tired stuff.

 

By 1963 I new it wasn’t going to work. I had fumbled and embarrassed my way through early adolescence making endless incredible mistakes, leaving a trail of outrage that I can only explain as the swerving car wreck of a completely uninformed kid left to “work it out for himself”. Man, the 50’s were great. The damage was done, the messages were all wrong, and I was headed out the door. I wasn’t going to be president, if you get my implication. I spent my high school graduation practice in the old school library with the four of five other poor slobs twiddling my goddamn thumbs waiting for them just let me go.

 

Don’t get me wrong, I had a fellow misfit or two counseling me on the finer side of traveling in the outer lanes. My friend John was some kind of visionary. He had a poster of Allen Ginsberg being dragged off by the cops on his bedroom door. He played me Leadbelly and Lightning Hopkins. He played me his Dick Gregory “comedy” albums and told me about Lenny Bruce. Dave Von Ronk and Ray Charles. Woody Guthrie and Pete Seeger. He took me to the library and checked “On the Road” and told me to read it. That was an act of bravery and courage. Then on to Ken Kesey and James Baldwin, Camus and Kafka. He had me chewing this stuff up. There is something wrong with fifteen year old kid teaching all this stuff in 1962.

 

Well after all that, he graduated, we got drunk on a bottle of scotch mixed with Welch’s grape juice and puked in his backyard. We rolled over his Dad’s 59 Hillman on a corner in a budding Eichler home development as some rite of passage thing. But, as I said before I was headed out the door, so the “old neighborhood” wasn’t a cool place for me anymore. Finally John moved back to his native Louisiana to go to college. John was gone. He was an angel.

 

For me, I had been practicing leaving for a year or so. Grab a jacket, a few pairs of socks, a sleeping bag and good fuckin’ bye. Out on the gravel shoulder lifting that symbol of freedom of choice. The mighty thumb. I hooked it to the bright lights of the board walk, the screaming from the roller coaster night, and the shivering damp sleep on the beach. The Bumper Cars, Merry Go Round, Skee Ball, The Fun House all filled my new world. What a place to start.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Far out Dr Sponge and I concur Fuck you 2 redneck

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

REDNECK Fuck you too

take the first letter of each line of his poem and read down

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Hey Redneck - I like that last piece forwards and backwards!

2nd Version:

Up past the wisp speckled sky

Opens up my mind so high

Yellowing pale dawn awaken

Kingfisher do or die

For all the thoughts I ponder

Under starlight sky

Counting my blessings wisely

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

For all the thoughts I ponder

Under starlight sky

Counting my blessings wisely

Kingfisher do or die

Yellowing pale dawn awaken

Opens up my mind so high

Up past the wisp speckled sky

.............Decoded in downward motion.............

 

Name: Back to Basics
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

"Wheel is turnin' and ya can't slow it down..."

(the Alive)

Name: gouge
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Dammit, McMing! I'M a relation to the diseased, and I entertain no fears, so obviously I should git that 3.5 trillion USD...as a matter of fact, I think I was ON that Ethiopean flight 961, or at least I flew on some Ethiopean at one time or another...

 

Me and my uncle went riding down South Colorado, West Texas bound We stopped over in Santa Fe That being the point just about half way And you know it was the hottest part of the day

 

I took the horses up to the stall Went to the bar-room, ordered drinks for all Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt It being summer, I took off my shirt And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt

 

West Texas cowboys, they's all around With liquor and money, they're loaded down So soon after pay day, you know it seemed a shame You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game Hi-lo jacks and the winner take the hand

 

My uncle starts winning, cowboys got sore One of them called him, and then two more Accused him of cheating, well no it couldn't be I know my uncle, he's as honest as me And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be

 

One of them cowboys, he starts to draw Well I shot him down, Lord, he never saw Shot me another, hot damn he won't grow old In the confusion my uncle grabbed the gold And we high-tailed it down to Mexico

 

Now I love those cowboys, I love their gold I love my uncle, God rest his soul Taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road

 

(the Dead)

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: uh-huh
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Fabulous news, Dr. Beedie .. just show me where to sign ..

(Oh, and get back to me if you'd like to make an offer on a fabulous money-making property to which I happen to possess the title .. a well-known historic structure named the 'Brooklyn Bridge .. I say ythis as your sinceer freind)

Name: Dr B M.BEDIE
EmailAddress: bedie_bedie@libero.it
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

FROM DR.MORGAN B.BEDIE . ECOBANK OF AFRICA COTE D'IVOIRE. ... FOREIGN CUSTOMER ...  PERISHED IN A PLANE CRASH ...  NO ONE HAS COME TO CLAIM HIS FUNDS OF USD 26.M ... I AGREED THAT USD 3.5 M OF THIS MONEY WILL BE FOR YOU ... UPON THE RECEIPT OF YOUR ... APPLICATION ... THIS BUSINESS IS HITCH FREE ... CONTACT ME AS A MATTER OF FACT IMMEDIATELY ...

[Edited version of the classic "Nigerian Email Scam". --ed.]

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

JAG - Orange County + Blue Sky ? (too surreal for words!)

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond & Nichole

I've got to run up to the college today and finalize my Summer term courses, last chance for me to take advantage of subsidized education and I intend to go for it, fouth term in a row! I'll e-mail my address to you Hammond and you can forward it to Nichole if thats alright, no hurry and it would be cool to see the fledgling days of yore again. Thanks both of you. Later. PS I'll cover shipping.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Nic - sure send JAG the video and he can easily return it to me here in the hometown. Gypsy always said: "Flibbermejibbers!" when ever we met up and I have no idea what this means....Loved his animal pelt clothing he made from roadkill - in direct contrast to his constant Vege-Rap - I mean would you buy a blender from a wildman dressed in dead animal skins like a funny caveman in LA? He sold so many blenders that the company that made them (can't remember which company) sent him a bonus check every year which he usually gave away. Gypsy really didn't have much use for money - he just loved selling blenders and meeting fun people - especially the fun lovely women who couldn't resist his charms - bones, skins and all .

JAG - Glad you are enjoying the ride!

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Griffith  Park again
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Remember the carousel with the brightly painted animals, I can remember riding that as a child, LA actually seemed tranquil then and Orange County had blue sky! (till I was about five)

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond , Nichole

Wow, good morning, coffees still brewing, wildman Fischer and Gypsy were staples at the Shrine and I can remember them both on stage before shows and between sets especially Gypsy and his vegan rants, he had me in stitches since I was always completely wasted when I attended concerts.

Hammond Your Tijuana tale is disgustingly on the money, like any "normal" Orange County boy I made many trips south of the border and even hit the Blue Fox home of the famed donkey show (not while I was ever there)and I did see many zebra striped burros and probably ate a cat taco or two (I was told about this after drunk and starved I frequented the street vendors a couple times, eerp!)

Nichole I would love to see the Elysian fields video some day I spent many afternoons and weekends to around Griffith Park, before and during my stoner days, I always loved the observatory mainly for the cosmic connection but how they saw any thing through brown LA skies is beyond me, but when first built I guess it was a marvel

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen, did you ever receive my e-mail forward from Paul Shipee?

the "if I'd have known" thing reminds me of an actual conversation I over heard an actor friend of mine, Michael Opedisano, having with friend of his who'd come to see a show we worked on together...the quote," if I'd have known my life was going to amount to this much nothing, I'd have fucked it up in a much more interesting way!" he died shortly there after unfortuneatly.

Jag, I still have the video Hammond sent to me of the Elysian Fields Love In...1967 I was looking for myself as I was definately there...Hammond can I send it to him? Shall I send it back to you? Jag, you gotta see it! The quality is not quite there sound wise and it's a bit grainy but wow...and a very young Steve Miller Band...

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

JAG - Indeed.... Wildman Fischer used to come into Canter's Deli around midnight to perform one of his "10 cent songs" - usuallly "The Record Player Song" where he would run around the Deli in ever decreasing circles muttering incomprehesible lyrics until he reached the center of his circles and would then eject himself out the front door. If you ever get a chance to hear his duet with Rosemary Clooney ("It's a Hard Business" you will love it - everyone would love it - and if it had been released I bet it would have made the Top 100. They were very close friends........

As for Gypsy - I knew him well from when he used to sell blenders in the desert. His "Gypsy Boots Energy Bars" were the best - then in LA and beyond to Santa Barbara in the late 70s when he would troll through town looking for lovely young ladies to (ahem) help him sell blenders....? Not......... Gypsy was such a great character......

Here is a link to "An Elysian Field" - from my book for any one who wants to go back to an LA Love In for a quick minute

(Early Draft) - http://www.hollywoodhangover.com/hammond.htm

Eileen - I think the adage from Cos applies to more than teeth......ehwhat?

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 17 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond..Yeah, an interesting topic actually.." If I had known I was going to live this long.." I think I'm just sinking my teeth (the few I have) into that one. Ha..never too late to have fun.

Really with the bomb threat looming over our heads and WW11 a childhood reality, I was unconsciously instilled with the idea life was going to be very short. I was in no way prepared for the long haul. In fact I was burning thru it. As it is, I am taking a deep in breath and once again assessing the next round. Couldn't sleep this morning cause I woke with an idea!

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge, very soul searching stuff, I would love to weave a tale so eloquently.

Hammond; Gypsy Boots, Madman Fischer, I would bet you hit a few Griffith Park love ins as well your book sparks many memories.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Friends~Thanks for the time you have taken to inform me.

BG that is some powerful writing. Having so recently come off the road I was right back there again..in the deeper part of another time.

Yes Nicole you can sit back and travel with me. I am in no hurry to leave. There is still much to do and see and feel. Just knowing there are doors that remain interesting and open helps us both relax about being here.

Yeah Mark~I bet we all know about the dredging one is required to do that is so difficult, to tell the story. That's why when my compter took a yrs worth of writing with it, I just kissed it off. No way would I go through that again. Ha..if I'm going to suffer the telling I definitely want to get paid for it. I know Coyote wrote his book while having a shrink take him through it some kind of way. It's like pulling out bloody arrows and looking at them and saying..ok let me tell you how I got this one. No it's not ALL like that. But as Nicole said sometimes all one can do is think..huumm well, it'll make a good story anyway. Isn't that what we're doing here? Who wants their life to be a boring story? Fat chance with this crew eh? You're writing is always a pleasure to read..go for it.

And Mr BR..keep at it. It's starting to get good.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark - I am "bugged" all the time these days with diversions and writing anarco-dities of the day for CounterPunch vs. actually writing the next book "Biopathic Tendencies' - so I guess I am still living them.... (the tendencies.... that is) Now I am "bugged!"

I also have a tooth ache - went to the dentist this am and of course the news is not good - never is at the dentist - who was it - Crosby maybe - "If I had known I was going to live this long I would have taken better care of my teeth."

TaTa

Name: bg
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond, Mark, Nicole...thanks

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond,

Hey, thanks for the encouragement the other day after our North Beach exchange. Emotional blocks are like barricades when have to get at the core of my history. I can get through to them but I still get pretty bugged during it.

Gouge,

I like your imagery and it all has a musical quality. Very good to my eye and ear.

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

I INVITE YOU ROUND FOR A QUIET NIGHT IN

BUT WHEN YOUR HERE YOU'RE OUT AND I AM IN

BUT YOUR IN WITH ME

YOUR OUT YET IN

ON OUR QUIET NIGHT IN

I GO OUT FOR PIZZA

NOW I AM OUT NOT IN

AND YOUR N BUT OUT

ON OUR QUIET NIGHT IN

I ORDER PIZZA TO EAT OUT NOT IN

BUT WE EAT IN NOT OUT

EXEPT FOR YOU

WHO IS OUT NOT IN

ON OUR QUIET NIGHT IN

SO YOU ARE OUT BUT IN

I AM IN THEN OUT

NOW I AM BACK

AND IN WITH YOU

WHO IS OUT

WHAT A STRANGE NIGHT IN

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

BG - thats the spirit mate. Asever well composed......I will be in line behind Nic for your book - and just to tease her!

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

bg. yes please.

Name: bg
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Well, Nicole, I guess that settles it. I'm gonna have to write something for you, huh?

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

...oh my god Gouge, your stories aren't long enough for me...the reading of your words invoke in me the same feelings your story speaks about...a longing of sorts...they reach in and take hold the middle of my chest and wrench it somewhat...it's that grey land between desire and not wanting...knowing and knowing better...proverbial pleasure and pain...I want a whole story...a small book...a big book...I'll be sleeping on the sidewalk in front of Barnes and Nobles the night before it goes on sale so I can be first in line...I want an autographed copy...I once again thank you.

Name: gouge
EmailAddress: Because the Night (or, road tales...)
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

 

Romance is how you look at it. It's a cheap motel in El Paso. The sheets are dirty and stained. The room isn't meant to be used all night. There's a rough bar down the block, there are women on the street. This isn't a good part of town. That's what the room is for. You just need to sleep a little, can't drive anymore. That's how you use the room. It smells of sweat and sex, and you sleep in that. You drive the night, just listening to the engine, and it gets spooky. You start to hear things, a change in pitch, a throb, a whine you hadn't heard before. You start to worry at those sounds, start to worry about yourself. Is it the engine, or you? Thoughts start to run together. The moon in the sky. She had a scar on her shoulder blade. You didn't even like one another, that was the attraction. She tasted like a hot penny. The scar was silver in the night, a little crescent on her shoulder blade. The light caught it, made it shine, and you didn't know what it meant. She smelled like an animal, and you loved it. You didn't like her, she didn't like you. That dislike freed you both, and you loved it. That was a long time ago. The left rear tire is clicking. When did that start? Change lanes and the clicking stops. At night, all the roads are the same. It doesn't matter where they go, they are all the same. You just drive them, go any- where. A scar in the moonlight, a taste of metal. The soda isn't cold anymore, won't wash away the bitterness of old tobacco. Light a fresh one, burn away the old. Cheap food roils in your belly, every thing is stiff and hurts. Spanish is on the radio, Norteno, Tejano, Little Joe y la Familia. Listen for a while, then flip it off. Patti Smith sticks in your head, 'Easter'. 'Desire is hunger, is the fire I breathe...can't hurt you now...because the night'. Little Joe and Patti Smith. A scar in the night. It's running, this is. Not running to something, or away, just running. You make it up, anyway, make yourself up. Someone else would make you up differently. You didn't like her, she didn't like you, and would tell it differently. It doesn't matter, it's all the same. All the roads are the same in the night. That's why you like to drive at night. It doesn't matter. There is nothing to see, just the night and the road, the engine. A memory of a scar in the night and the smell of hot oil, hot iron of the engine, a taste of a hot penny. You become the story she would tell, and it doesn't matter. She makes you up, you make her up. You can't see the moon anymore, it's above the cab, and everything is eerie, but it doesn't matter. You watch the gas, try to decide where you are, how long before you have to stop. But you don't want to stop, it would spoil this. You should stop at the next one, you're getting low, may not make another. And the stop shatters it all. The gas, the noise, having to look at people, it shatters it all. The moon is high and you can't wait to get back on the road as the engine pops and hisses. You don't want to miss it, it's out on the road. It's hot and damp and smells like an animal and pops and hisses in the night, and it doesn't matter because she made you up, made you up from a scar on her shoulder in the night, and you're driving to meet that out there.

 

 

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

WHITE LINE AFTER LINE AFTER LINE

JOINING AND THINING IN TO ONE POINT

GREY BLACK HIGHWAY

SHIMMERING SILVER

TOUCHING IN MERGER

WITH A BIG BLUE SKY

RUMBLE

TUMBLEWEED AND WISPSALL BEHIND AND FORWARD

CRUNCH

ONE LESS COYOTE

ONE MORE DOG STAMP UPON MY FENDER

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks for the update Eric I see it now. Hammond I'm on my to Powells in a bit my wife has an appointment downtown so I'll buzz by there and use my Dad's day gift certicate, I couldn't believe how that worked out they know I'm an avid reader but have never bought me a book certificate till now.

Name: Eric
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Jag -- I was doing some housecleaning, archiving all but the last two days' messages for the guestbook. When I'm doing that, any messages that come in are overwritten. BUT -- I always go back and check, and found your message in the queue so put it back. (Scroll down the page a bit). I should do this housecleaning stuff when no one's on the system (there were 22 sessions open as I was trying to save the old messages to the June guestbook), but it was frustrating how long the page was taking to open.

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

 

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

http://www.saturdaymarket.org/

Eileen here is a link to Sat. Mkt. and Hammonds right Newport is a good site. Eric I posted this a minute ago and my browser displayed it but when I left and came back it was gone? Something to do with Ramses?

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen another thought is San Miguel De Allende in Mexico...you'd love it and it's extrememly cheap and I have friends there you could look up on your travels...shucks, I wanna go....

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

http://www.saturdaymarket.org/ 

Eileen heres a link to the Sat. Mkt. Portlands unemployment is the highest in the nation and is one reason I am a student, I qualified for dislocated worker status so I receive un-employment benefits and am allowed to attend school in lieu of a job search but this will soon pass,Oct. I believe, their is work however, and people get by same as the rest of Bush Inc.'s Amerikan nightmare. Oregon has historically had the highest unemployment since I've been here and we can survive.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen - JAG is on the spot with his suggestions - same ones I would have sent you today - + Newport which is a maddening crowd at times but a very nice place for the seaside and things to do - and with one of the best Italian eaterys outside of Rome. Seaside is fine when no one else is in town - but it can be hell on wheels with tourists and clasic hot rods during the summer. Gerhart is great for being at one with the sea - and other little towns around this area - but as JAG said - this is no California seaside by any means - very rugged and watch out for those moving logs! Many people are injured every year and some die from crush injuries..... The sea is not a gentle bear here in Oregon.....

Name: Eric
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen,

As Joe is getting older, he finds it increasingly difficult to live in fog-shrouded San Francisco, so although I understand your wanderlust (double-Sag here) I'm also wondering why you're thinking of northern climes. In any case, there's a web page from San Diego county that continually tops the list of web referrals to diggers.org (these are sites that have links to any page at our site). It is:

http://www.blacksbeachdiggers.com/

You might check them out. At least there's some copasetic souls in So. Cal.

On another note, in looking up that link, I went into the statistics page (which compiles all sorts of interesting details anytime anyone accesses this site -- how long they were here, who's currently viewing what, where people are located, which pages they came from to get here, etc.) and discovered a new link that I'd never seen before. This page contributed 50 visits to the digger web in the last two weeks. Check it out, very cool:

http://members.blackplanet.com/Crenshaw_Ballin/

[P.S. After writing the above, I went back and checked the source for Ramses' web page that links to the diggers site. Turns out, he's linking to the image of the inside cover of the Digger Papers (August 1968). So, no one is actually visiting the diggers site from his page, but the image is loaded anytime someone views his page.]

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen, I seem to remember Takillma (sp?) Granted it was 1969 when I was there but I think it's sort of an art colony...what about La Conner, WA is that too far...been years since I was there too...Jane Waterworth was there then, Ivory...(remember you said, h-mmm maybe I should change my name to gold or silver)...Tom Robbins lives up there too...fishtown, in particular was awesome...a string of small bungalo there's a phenomenon where that peninsula misses the rain most of the time for some particular reason...why don't you come east and drive slowly across before settling on any one place...you know i'm just vicariously doing my own traveling through you and Miranda...thank you.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress: ...no moss
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

Jag~Yes, the coast calls..and the deep forest. But we are going to have to take our time on this one. I imagine Aug/Sept we will be heading that way..to the rain etc. My wish is to get just enough inland to be out of the main fog bank..unlike where we were living before. And I will come there with a full spectrum light to keep me from freaking out with the overcast winters. I figure we will start around Astoria and work our way down the upper part of that coast..Lincoln City may be the furthest south. The economy..yeah I know. How's the economy in Portland doing? Is Sat Market sewed up?

Friends~Any details or further thoughts of upper Oregon? We have some time to roll this one around.

 

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 16 Jun 2003

Comments

good morning all, wow, y'all get prolific on the week ends...so, a little catching up...thank you, yes I agree, jeez, can you believe that! yes, yes, well, I don't quite agree, but respect yr opinion...oh, absolutely. me too. what's up with that!? perfect. I loved it. alright, that out of the way.

I worked at the "off broadway" for a while in 1967...and at Big Al's for a minute and a half...and I loved going into the Old Spaghetti Factory at night you could go downstairs, if you knew about it, and see the Flaminco Dancers...very mysterious...smoky room with dim lights except the spot on the dancers and that great sort of gypsy spanish music...and castinets and clicking heels...very intoxicating stuff...

I went swimming in the atlantic ocean at Brighton Beach yesterday...*%$@#*&^ cold mate...but invigorating...and the sun.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 15 Jun 2003

Comments

http://www.lcchamber.com/

One last thought Eileen Lincoln City is a little Furthur down the coast from the other three locales but has its own inherent atmosphere and I like it alot the Oregon coast is 400 miles long and their are many many hamlets and burgs that are remote and far from the madding crowd, I hope you decide to relocate and if I can be of help let me know

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 15 Jun 2003

Comments

Ooo Jag~You're the best. Thanks.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 15 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen I've lived in Oregon on and off for 30 + years and spent a lot of time at the coast, those three area's are my favorite but word of warning its no Calif. you have to enjoy natures fury and wrath to fully appreciate the splendor, the Japanese current that warms So Cal on south is about 100 miles offshore up here so the water is bone chill cold and the weather is inclement more often than not but the sun does break and it is pristine in many ways.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Eileen peruse these
Date: 15 Jun 2003

Comments

http://www.el.com/to/seaside/

http://www.cannonbeach.org/

http://www.ohwy.com/or/g/gearhart.htm

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 15 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks Mark for the thought. And Jag I will definitely look into the areas you have suggested. Have you spent any time in any of those places?

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 15 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen, consider Seaside, Cannon Beach or Gearhart, all just south of Astoria and with beach front not much of that in Astoria, all harbor.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 15 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen,

I get it. But...it isn't as hardcore in that area which is why I mentioned it. I have heard of some small communes in that neck of the woods but don't know for sure. They stay quiet. Swanton as well as Bonny Doon are interesting places. Anyway I think Mapquest.com and realtor.com can give you facts for just about anywhere.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 15 Jun 2003

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Mark..OK. Got it. Nope, we're really on this other track. I can tell we've had enough of CA, cause we both start getting stressed the more we talk about it. It's become a love hate relationship..and the expense becomes the clincher. Towns we have loved and called home are renting the same places we orginally got for $350 for $800 to $1000+ AND they want to tell you you can't smoke or have animals etc. At that price I'm buying the freekin place for them and sure as hell don't want to also be told what I can and cannot do!

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Eileen,

Use Mapquest.com and realtor.com for research.

The area is bordered roughly by La Honda at Skyline Blvd. down to the coast at hiway one near Pescadero then south on Hiway one to Bonny Doon Road and up again from the coast to the redwoods to Empire Grade and Ice Cream Grade.

Boony Doon zip code 95060 Pescadero 94060 La Honda 94020 Swanton 93461 Davenport 95017

Name: Mark
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Eileen,

I would also throw in Pescadero and La Honda ( N.Young territory and Kesey in the old days). Very rich and fertile coastal mountains, close to SF and the bay area when a cultural fix is needed but remote and clean enough to feel at home. The area starts about 20 miles north of Santa Cruz on Hiway one.

Name: Eileen
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Umm Mark..you want to give me an idea where these places are? are we talking CA or OR..seems I remember that being somewhere out your way. Would you email me some details if you're into it? You still have my new address? My current map is not the best. Go figure. I really had some notion I was going to stop and was throwing maps away. By now you'd think I'd learn.

Name: Eileen
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Mark..can't say that I have. I'm totally up for ideas right now. Arm chair traveling is a whole lot easier. We're starting to get the hang of the clues in advance too.

Man this town sure knows how to party. I'm not sure exactly what's going on..but it's been going on all wkend. The live music sounds pretty good as it drifts up, echoing off the mountain sides. But we're such sticks in the mud. When I was Miranda's age I would have been on top of it! But she has spent her days off here at home kicked back and working on her sculptures. There's something about having a job to really messes with ones time. I wonder if we'll get used to it?

Name: Mark
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Eileen,

You ever been to Boony Doon, Swanton or Davenport? Hey, It's just an idea.

Name: Eileen
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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Hammond..and the areas near? How far is Portland from there?

Name: Hammond
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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JAG - I believe it is on the shelf waiting for you..(Tx mate)

RedPoet - I have a hard enough time as it is.... but I will keep this in mind. thanks for the direct communique though.

Eileen - More tomorrow on the city - Astoria is beautiful but boring after about 2 days as there is little or nothing to do outside of looking around Astroria - Lots of B&Bs - fairly touristy but certainly beautiful in the area....

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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HAMMOND

IF MY WORK INSPIRES YOU THEN FEEL FREE TO PLAGERISE ME FOR ONE OF YOUR OWN WORKINGS

Name: Jag
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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Hammond is your book still available at Powell's? I just received a gift certificate from my son and his fiance from there and I intend to buy it, way overdue reading.

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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THIS TREATY CONTAINS ARTICLES

IN THE ARTICLES ARE COVENANTS

IN THE COVENANTS ARE NUNS WITH BIG TITTIES SHOUTING CLIMB THE WALL BIG BOY AND.....

OH SHIT ! ! ! HE CRIED

THE SPELL CHECKY THING HAS BUSTED AGAIN

Name: Jag
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I gotta say the redneck has upped the ante, that was far and away better than the rest.

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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IS THERE AN ELEVENTH PLANET

Gonna git my self a ticket

They're given em away for free

Hold on tight to my ticket

Perhaps this trips for me

Wont take this trip for granted

I dont know just where I'll be

You dont know from where I started

I worked out the Hubble constant

I got the figure three.

Not seven

But three

So as you go in your direction

You look back upon me

I am not your point of refrence

Or constant speed at any time

Moving apart in a semi juxtaposed pattern

Judge your own relativity

Made a lot more complex

By the milling herd

Scribed upon the gaybar wall

E=MC2.

Name: patman
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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I laughed so hard at that last redneck poem I almost shit m'self. Keep it up. At least until our metodically insaane mute returns.

Wow WYAMINE INHALERS last time I ingested those was in Denver, Found some alldusty on the shelf in some mom and pop drugstore.

I can sure relate to having some anxiety in putting it Down on paper due to all the emotion, Mark.Keep it comin' bro. Patrick, The doogie lovin' mofo

 

Name: Eileen
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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Hammond..could you give me a rundown on Astoria? Miranda and I sat down this morning with a heart to heart and found out we are both..yep..missing the ocean, the trees and the smell of green and easy gardens. Figure we will spend the few months here it will take to put the $ together to hit the road again. Calif has become too..well, Calif. So expensive the fun has gone out of it. There is so much we have/and are learning and this notion of home...? My sister and I had a talk and we both came to the fact security must be well implanted internally..the rest is the journey and the best we can do is roll with it until we bump up to something that feels like Welcome Home for more than a week. Either that or we really are going to have to seriously set the bus up for living..still thinking about that one. Know any good carpenters that would want to help with that project if we get up that way for awhile?

Name: Hammond
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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Mark -You have fine skills at wordsmithing - and indeed you should (in my humble estimation) write your book - and don't feel alone in the emotional black bag - this goes with the territory. As a good friend of mine once said when I was blocked - "Hey this indicates you are actually a writer. Like me, I don't get writers block because I am a set carpenter." - Somehow this makes a good deal of sense but doesn't really get you though the emotional block. Half way through my first draft I was frozen in time for about 4 months - and had to have some serious acupuncture needles inserted into my crown chakra along with 2 intense therapy (mind cleansings) with my doctor before I could get on with the book. You will find that it is worth the trouble...... and you will be come (much like myself ) - a painter who writes. Simple sounding but frightening just the same...... Keep writing..........Be brave......

JAG - (Eileen) I think we all have these moments you describe to deal with eh? We are tough nuts to crack......but hey - at least there is fruit inside!

Name: Dr Sponge
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Date: 15 Jun 2003

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Ah the gods of the internet always deiver

 

A few weeks ago Mary posted a poem\song called sunscreen it looked familiar and reminded me of this.

this was discovered in a baltimore church in 1623(an early digger p'haps or an ancestor or redneck)

Go placidly, Amid the noise and haste, And remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons, Speak your truth quietly and clearly; And listen to others even the dull and ignorant they too have their own story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others you may become vain and bitter, For always there will be greater and lesser persons than you. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans, Keep interested in your own career however humble; It is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is, Many persons strive for high ideals and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself, Especially do not feign. Neither be cynic about love, For in the face of all my aridity and disenchantment’s, It is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the council of the years, Gracefully surrendering the things of the youth.. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in misfortune. But do not distress yourself with misgivings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline be gentle with yourself. You are the child of the universe no less than the trees, And the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, No doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, Whatever you conceive him to be, And whatever you’re labour and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, Keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, Drudgery and broken dreams it is still a beautiful world. Be careful, Strive to be happy.

Name: Jag
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Eileen, as a lapsed friend of Bill's but a staunch advocate of moderation I can only say I deeply appreciate and agree with your assessment, I feel one day at a time is more than enough.

Name: Mark
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Hammond,

My history in North Beach was that of a kid still too young to get into the bars left to walk the sidewalk trying to elbow the barkers into letting us stand around the door to listen. The Syndicate of Sound was from the South Bay (as was Jerry Garcia)and played the student union at the Junior College during lunch breaks. Don Baskin, the singer had a female acquaintance in common with me who shall remain nameless here. Another high school friend was Dave Aguilar the leader of the Chocolate Watchband. About 1963 I started wandering a lot and fell back into the beach scene in Santa Cruz. Kesey and Cassady were big influences in the Santa Cruz culture which started around the Hip Pocket Book store owned by Neal Coonerty where Cassady used to work erratically. The infamous Pleasure Point Night Fighters were mostly all high school mates from West Santa Clara Valley. I ran with a friend named Paul Mijares hitching around doing the rucksack thing for a while living on the streets. During that time is when I first came to intimacy with heroin. I had already experienced barbs, wyamine inhalers, the "real" Romilar and Robitussin and diet pills ( anyone remember Obidrene, those little brown tabs would kick ass). I wandered more than my friends and struck out alone many times hooking up with who ever I ran into. I finally packed it in late in 64, I had taken to sleeping on Mijares' roof at night, getting up there in the evening while his mother was busy cooking dinner and not coming down until she had gone to work in the morning, and enlisted in the USAF out desperation. I was back on the bay area drug scene by 1966 (LSD and meth) and was finally "generally discharged" ala Emmett Grogan, avoiding a tour of duty in Viet Nam. This included a four month stay in the locked psych ward at David Grant Hospital on Travis Air Force Base smoking hash and eating mescaline with the psych techs after group therapy and on weekend passes to the Haight, then a very bizarre military court trial. Those were heavy days. Could write a book about it all I have thought many times but even after all these years the emotion gets in the way.

Name: Eileen
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Jag~ Just returned from a quick (10+ hr round trip) to Boulder to see family and friends. These long drives are the only time I truely have to myself and my own brain. I just want to tell you I am feeling (I think) much the way you are. Will be 60 in Sept and still trying to figure it all out. It's like picking at something over and over for the OH YEAH that always feels like it there and I just can't quite see it! The one thing that it keeps coming down to once I have worn my head out, is One Day at a Time is the only thing there is..whether I like it or not. If I could just get out of my own way. I have such a hard time accepting What Is instead of always shooting past it.

Name: Jag
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Date: 14 Jun 2003

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By way of a brief bio I've felt that I have squandered the better part of 54 years in a self indulgent pursuit of the holy grail of hipdom, sacrificing much for the elusive taste of knowledge, like Faith No More stated "You want it all but you can't have it, Its in your reach but you can't grasp it" and like the bands name implies I have reached the saturation point of aimless meandering and found faith no more. So many of my peers and icons have fell upon pointless pursuits of inner wisdom and even more pointless deaths from just such adventures. I myself have escaped the bated breath of death far too many times to chalk it up as accidental and have had to come to the conclusion that my time was meant for something I am not allowed to know. This in no way alleviates my sense of foreboding and actually increases my frustation at such a futile quest that seems to inevitablly lead to self imposed isolation such as Kerouac's or any Don Quioxte tilting at unassailable windmills.

What I quess I mean is does the end justify the means? And to answer myself, like Judas Iscariot does 30 pieces of silver or life spent in rejecting sociatal moores amount to more than the sum of its whole?

Name: Hammond
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Date: 14 Jun 2003

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Firesign Theater crowd......... sorry.....

Name: Hammond
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Mark - you really freak me out sometimes (in a good way) by various comments in time and space. Palace? er - nope just "Mike's Poolhall" as far as I can remember...however - to the rest of your note:

Carol Doda - what a great (petite) lady. She was part and parcel of our Committee and Friends 'groupo du afterhours' at Enrico's after the midnight show(s) with Carol at the Condor.... great nights they were - but I well remember the night of the crashing piano!

Have you and I hung out together before?

I too saw Bobby Freeman doing those very songs - and the Syndicate of Sound around the same time. Did you ever go to that quasi-club the Tom Donahue had in a Chinatown alley (late nights in a Chinese cafe) off Grant Ave called: The Red Dragon? This was during his Autumn record label daze with Sly Stone at the primitive sound board. Various of his artists played here - The Mojo Men, The Vejetables (my favorites!) and Beau Brummels. Tom was such a cool charcacter - loved his Turtles show at the Cow Palace etal - So sad that he kicked life vs. his cocaine habit..... We met in mid-60s Hollywood when he was hanging with the Firestone Theater crowd - and had a radio station in the basement of an old church....Then we hooked up later on when I moved to the City. Such a great loss when Tom died........

and of course FM radio has never seen better days ........

Name: Mark
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Date: 14 Jun 2003

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Hammond,

I have it in my mind that it was Mike's Pool Hall Palace. Do you remember it with "Palace" in the name? Here is another memory from that time. Carol Doda at the Condor. Bobby Freeman rockin' there with "Do you wanna Dance" and "C'mon and Swim". Oh yes, the Beau Brummels and The Synciate of Sound "Hey Little Girl". I was reminded of the infamous rising piano that was Carol Doda's stage prop that was used by a waitress and friend to make love after-hours inadvertently activating the piano ultimately crushing them and killing the male lover.

Name: Hammond
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(Time) Zoned Again.... JAG - I'm up but don't hit the bricks until 9 or so - this explains it -

Mark - thanks mate - I will enjoy reading these...

Nic - great memory (ooopppps! Freud again - I almost said "great mamaries!) - titilating eh? - anyway back to City Lights - great memory to have and such a perfect place (and way) to hook up with Emmett. - Your anecdote reminds me that on one of my earliest visits there I was standing outside by the used paperback rack that used to be there and out comes this wild lookin character who goes up to the parking meter and sticks in a dime - then takes a pair of pliers from his pocket and bends the dime -- then of course jams into the slot. He turns to see me watching him and he says: "Thats how a Digger does it!" and walks back inside. "Diggers?" I thought to myself and went looking.......

"Seek and Ye Shall Find" became reality as I walked through the frame of reference for the first time and what a great day in the life that turned out to be! - PS and there is a decent title for a book of our vignettes: "First Frames of Reference" by a Family of Diggers and Friends

Heartfelt love to you all....... H.

Name: Jag
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Yes Mark and even us grand dads I have a 7 mo. granddaughter Victoria and she is unbiasedly gorgeous

Name: Mark
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Date: 14 Jun 2003

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Hey, Happy Father's Day to all of you that were, are, could be, might be and just thinking about it.

Name: Jag
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Date: 14 Jun 2003

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Hammond, follow up, being a full time 54 year old student fortunate enough to be taking mostly online courses I always start my day with a visit to the guestbook and it usually jumpstarts my day, that and the java. I would sorely miss this site and can only say since I've found it my appreciation for all things has increased immensely

Name: Jag
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Hammond, I usually rise by 7:00 am On sat. I have an html class (which is where I am right now and I am bored!) Last day though :)

Name: Mark
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Hammond,

Here is the link to the SF Chronicle City Lights Stories. Your great memories as a Nicole's are there as well.

 

http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/gate/archive/2003/06/09/CLSPage1.DTL

Name: PS
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Mark - is there a link to read all the City LIghts memories vs. just the front line of contributors? Please post it if you have it..... Tx!

Name: Hammond
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Redneck - you are the first "redneck" I have ever encountered who could even spell "THE PARADIGM SHIFT" much less use it in a poetic sentence leading me to think of you as "RedPoet" sticking your neck further and further into the guestbook consciousness meld. One day you might even expose yourself to us in a flash of dash.

Jag - what time do you get up in the morning? Most everytime I drop in the real time dialogue here is rare but you seem to be right in the midst of it all - how is this when we live so close?

Mark - (and Gouge) Keep writing mates!!!!! You both have the tales and the knack - (as do so many others here) - Write ON!!!!!!!

Name: Mark
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Eric, this is long but I wanted to post it here. Please move it FCN if it is best.

From Bill Moyers,

 

As a citizen I don't like the consequences of this crusade, but you have to respect the conservatives for their successful strategy in gaining control of the national agenda. Their stated and open aim is to change how America is governed - to strip from government all its functions except those that reward their rich and privileged benefactors. They are quite candid about it, even acknowledging their mean spirit in accomplishing it. Their leading strategist in Washington - the same Grover Norquist has famously said he wants to shrink the government down to the size that it could be drowned in a bathtub. More recently, in commenting on the fiscal crisis in the states and its affect on schools and poor people, Norquist said, "I hope one of them" one of the states "goes bankrupt." So much for compassionate conservatism. But at least Norquist says what he means and means what he says. The White House pursues the same homicidal dream without saying so. Instead of shrinking down the government, they're filling the bathtub with so much debt that it floods the house, water-logs the economy, and washes away services for decades that have lifted millions of Americans out of destitution and into the middle-class. And what happens once the public's property has been flooded? Privatize it. Sell it at a discounted rate to the corporations. It is the most radical assault on the notion of one nation, indivisible, that has occurred in our lifetime. I'll be frank with you: I simply don't understand it or the malice in which it is steeped. Many people are nostalgic for a golden age. These people seem to long for the Gilded Age. That I can grasp. They measure America only by their place on the material spectrum and they bask in the company of the new corporate aristocracy, as privileged a class as we have seen since the plantation owners of antebellum America and the court of Louis IV. What I can't explain is the rage of the counter-revolutionaries to dismantle every last brick of the social contract. At this advanced age I simply have to accept the fact that the tension between haves and have-nots is built into human psychology and society itself it's ever with us. However, I'm just as puzzled as to why, with right wing wrecking crews blasting away at social benefits once considered invulnerable, Democrats are fearful of being branded "class warriors" in a war the other side started and is determined to win. I don't get why conceding your opponent's premises and fighting on his turf isn't the sure-fire prescription for irrelevance and ultimately obsolescence. But I confess as well that I don't know how to resolve the social issues that have driven wedges into your ranks. And I don't know how to reconfigure democratic politics to fit into an age of soundbites and polling dominated by a media oligarchy whose corporate journalists are neutered and whose right-wing publicists have no shame. What I do know is this: While the social dislocations and meanness that galvanized progressives in the 19th century are resurgent so is the vision of justice, fairness, and equality. That's a powerful combination if only there are people around to fight for it. The battle to renew democracy has enormous resources to call upon - and great precedents for inspiration. Consider the experience of James Bryce, who published "The Great Commonwealth" back in 1895 at the height of the First Gilded Age. Americans, Bryce said, "were hopeful and philanthropic." He saw first-hand the ills of that "dark and unlovely age," but he went on to say: " A hundred times I have been disheartened by the facts I wasstating: a hundred times has the recollection of the abounding strength and vitality of the nation chased away those tremors."

What will it take to get back in the fight? Understanding the real interests and deep opinions of the American people is the first thing. And what are those? That a Social Security card is not a private portfolio statement but a membership ticket in a society where we all contribute to a common treasury so that none need face the indignities of poverty in old age without that help. That tax evasion is not a form of conserving investment capital but a brazen abandonment of responsibility to the country. That income inequality is not a sign of freedom-of-opportunity at work, because if it persists and grows, then unless you believe that some people are naturally born to ride and some to wear saddles, it's a sign that opportunity is less than equal. That self-interest is a great motivator for production and progress, but is amoral unless contained within the framework of community. That the rich have the right to buy more cars than anyone else, more homes, vacations, gadgets and gizmos, but they do not have the right to buy more democracy than anyone else. That public services, when privatized, serve only those who can afford them and weaken the sense that we all rise and fall together as "one nation, indivisible." That concentration in the production of goods may sometimes be useful and efficient, but monopoly over the dissemination of ideas is evil. That prosperity requires good wages and benefits for workers. And that our nation can no more survive as half democracy and half oligarchy than it could survive "half slave and half free" and that keeping it from becoming all oligarchy is steady work our work.

Ideas have power as long as they are not frozen in doctrine. But ideas need legs. The eight-hour day, the minimum wage, the conservation of natural resources and the protection of our air, water, and land, women's rights and civil rights, free trade unions, Social Security and a civil service based on merit all these were launched as citizen's movements and won the endorsement of the political class only after long struggles and in the face of bitter opposition and sneering attacks. It's just a fact: Democracy doesn't work without citizen activism and participation, starting at the community. Trickle down politics doesn't work much better than trickle down economics. It's also a fact that civilization happens because we don't leave things to other people. What's right and good doesn't come naturally. You have to stand up and fight for it as if the cause depends on you, because it does. Allow yourself that conceit - to believe that the flame of democracy will never go out as long as there's one candle in your hand.

So go for it. Never mind the odds. Remember what the progressives faced. Karl Rove isn't tougher than Mark Hanna was in his time and a hundred years from now some historian will be wondering how it was that Norquist and Company got away with it as long as they did how they waged war almost unopposed on the infrastructure of social justice, on the arrangements that make life fair, on the mutual rights and responsibilities that offer opportunity, civil liberties, and a decent standard of living to the least among us.

"Democracy is not a lie" I first learned that from Henry Demarest Lloyd, the progressive journalist whose book, "Wealth against Commonwealth," laid open the Standard trust a century ago. Lloyd came to the conclusion to "Regenerate the individual is a half truth. The reorganization of the society which he makes and which makes him is the other part. The love of liberty became liberty in America by clothing itself in the complicated group of strengths known as the government of the United States." And it was then he said: "Democracy is not a lie. There live in the body of the commonality unexhausted virtue and the ever-refreshed strength which can rise equal to any problems of progress. In the hope of tapping some reserve of their power of self-help," he said, "this story is told to the people."

This is your story the progressive story of America.

Pass it on.

 

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 14 Jun 2003

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CABBAGE FLAVOUR TART

CAULIFLOWER HEART

VINDALOO AND RICE

GONNA PAY THE PRICE

FEEL THE LIFT FROM THE PARADIGM SHIFT

THE CRUSHING FORCE OF ARMAGEDDONS BLACK HORSE

FORCES ME TO FART

Name: Hammond
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Date: 14 Jun 2003

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Mark - Great little vignette - Mike's Pool Hall ruled the day and especially the night! - What a great place eh? I was walking by the day they gutted the interior and mentioned to a friend working in Discovery Books that the submarine sandwich sign was still in the window - he had me watch the shop while he ran over to save it for posterity and his studio wall. I imagine he still has it..........In fact I will ask the next time we e-mail. He runs a mail order book business in Seattle now....

Such great daze there and at the Coffee & Con fusion - and just about everywhere else in the City.......(Then)............ (and Now) I really miss my morning walk down Upper Grant for my Romano Espresso at Trieste.

Best of the weekend to all.......

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: God I wish I'd been their
Date: 14 Jun 2003

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The Evening as told by Michael Schumacher in Dharma Lion On the night of its most historic reading, the Six Gallery seemed to have attracted every significant member of what would later be termed the San Francisco Poetry Renaissance. From the beginning, there was a festive atmosphere to the event. To assure a loose, free spirited reading, Jack Kerouac scurried around the rooms, collecting donations for wine, the reading itself delayed while he ran out for gallon jugs, which were passed around throughout the reading.

On-stage, the poets were seated in a semicircle behind the podium. Kenneth Rexroth, dressed in a bow tie and a cutaway pinstripe suit, opened the evening with a few brief introductory remarks. Taking notice of the mixture of literary and political interests represented by those in attendance as well as by those on-stage, Rexroth compared the climate of San Francisco to that of Barcelona at the time of the Spanish anarchists, where culture survived despite an oppressive national political environment.

After readings by Philip Lamantia, Michael McClure, Phillip Whalen and a brief intermission, Allen Ginsberg moved to the podium for his first public reading of "Howl". A number of persons in attendance--including Kerouac, Ferlinghetti, Snyder and Whalen--had read “Howl” in Manuscript, but no one was prepared for the impact of Allen’s dramatic reading of the poem. Allen had been drinking wine throughout the evening and, by his own later admission, he was intoxicated by the time the lights dimmed and he began his reading. Somewhat nervous, he started in a calm, quiet tone, letting the poem’s words achieve their own impact, but before long he gained confidence and began to sway rhythmically with the music of his poetry, responding to the enthusiasm of the audience, which was transfixed by "Howl’s" powerful imagery. Jack Kerouac, sitting at the edge of the platform, pounded in accompaniment on a wine jug, shouting “GO!” at the end of each long line. The crowd quickly joined him in punctuating Allen’s lines with shouts of encouragement, and Allen, inspired by the intensity of the room, responded with an even greater flourish to his reading. By the time he had concluded, he was in tears, as was Kenneth Rexroth. The audience erupted in appreciation of the work, as if each person in attendance recognized that literary history had been made.

The evening as told by Jack Kerouac in Dharma Bums Anyway I followed the whole gang of howling poets to the reading at Gallery Six (Six Gallery) that night, which was, among other important things, the night of the birth of the San Francisco Poetry Renaissance. Everyone was there. It was a mad night. And I was the one who got things jumping by going around collecting dimes and quarters from the rather stiff audience standing around in the gallery and coming back with three huge gallon jugs of California Burgundy and getting them all piffed so that by eleven o'clock when Alvah Goldbrook (Ginsberg) was reading his, wailing poem "Wail" (Howl) drunk with arms outspread everybody was yelling "Go! Go! Go!" (like a jam session) and old Rheinhold Cacoethes (Kenneth Rexroth) the father of the Frisco poetry scene was wiping tears in gladness.

Meanwhile scores of people stood around in the darkened gallery straining to hear every word of the amazing poetry reading as I wandered from group to group, facing them and facing away from the stage, urging them to slug from the jug, or wandered back and sat on the right side of the stage giving out little wows and yesses of approval and even whole sentances of comment with nobody's invitation but in the general gaiety nobody's disapproval either. It was a great night

Among the people standing in the audience was Rosie Buchanan, a girl with short haircut, red-haired, bony, hanesome, a real gone chick and friend of everybody of any consequence on the beach, who'd been a painter's model and a writer herself and was bubbling with excitement at that time because she was in love with my old buddy Cody (Neal Cassady). "Great, hey Rosie?" I yelled, and she took a big slug from my jug and shined eyes at me. Cody just stood behind her with both arms around her waist. Between poets, Rheinhold Cacoethes, in his bow tie and shabby old coat, would get up and make a little funny speech in his snide funny voice and introduce the next reader: but as I say come eleven thirty when all the poems were read and everybody was milling around wondering what had happened and what would come next in American poetry, he was wiping his eyes with his hankerchief. And we all got together with him, the poets, and drove in several cars to Chinatown for a big fabulous dinner off the Chinese menu, with chopsticks, yelling conversation in the middle of the night in one of those free-swinging great Chinese restaurants of San Francisco.

Name: McMing
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Date: 14 Jun 2003

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Kerouac .. "Dharma Bums" arrived in my life just when I needed it .. 1976 I had married much too young, was working like a maniac, full time & above, for Uncle Sam in DC .. my marriage was coming apart & my father had suddenly & unexpectedly died .. not much fun, just a whole lot of hard work, dread & woe. This book alerted me to the joys of the road, of discovery, of the pertinence of Buddhist thought to leading a happy life .. Saint Jack ! he had a short & I think difficult life, but he was a trailblazer. The Beats really showed us the way starting a long long time ago, & still show not all stems from Mammon in America .. the real freedom, not an easy road but the only worthwhile one.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 14 Jun 2003

Comments

Ohio Girl, me too, Kerouac then Ginsburgs Howl, then Camus and Hesse,and then Burroughs, but it all opened for me with On the Road.I'm really glad you feel better. Peace

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 14 Jun 2003

Comments

Ohio Girl,

You are fortunate in your spirit. It seems to me also that a warm sunny day, the time to sit and be in it is all we really have to make us feel happy anyway. Kerouac pointed the way to a huge generation emerging out of the post-depression, WWII era. In his works and the work of his fellow travelers we all know, he managed to ward off the impending oppressive cultural regime much like the one we are facing now, arming us with the ability to celebrate the moment. In my worst days, at times of deep confusion and fear I always use this frame of reference to console and heal myself. Your struggle and how you manage it, which you post here on the list, reminds me of this fundamental ability to survive in spite of it all. The realization that the past is history fading fast and the future is only a slippery anxious prediction of what might happen. There is no time like the present.

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 14 Jun 2003

Comments

The weather has warmed up, what a relief. Sometimes it seems like it doesn't take much to make me happy. (Just sometimes!!!!)

I remember reading On the Road and then you just had to head out to San Francisco. It was Kerouac in a way who started me on the long strange trip. Maybe it should, but even hep C doesn't make me regret this road trip. Peace

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 13 Jun 2003

Comments

Here is my contribution to the stories collected for the 50th anniversary of City Lights Bookstore.

 

In the spring 1962 out of the assault of Santa Clara Valley by carpenters hammer choruses, skillsaw whines, and shuddering earthmover exhaust my friend John Arceneaux and I walked out to Highway 101 in San Jose. Posing on the roadside, under roaring Navy fighter jets doing landing practice at Moffett Field in our most hipster-cool hitchhiking stance, we waited for that exhilaration of running to jump in the seat of an idling ride. We had finished "On the Road" by Keroauc and were on our way to San Francisco to look for him. Hitchhiking truant high school kids were an unusual sight in those days and we had learned about the art from drivers who told stories of hitchhiking W.W.II soldiers on leave. We came into the City on a bright warm San Francisco morning, our senses reeling at the sounds and smells, heading straight for North Beach. We walked in front of Enrico's and stood staring in at Banducci. We went across the street into Mike's Pool Hall Palace and had a Jack cheese and mayo sandwich. We entered City Lights with reverence, circulating with the Bebop and musty odors in the stacks of books. Like climbing aboard a leaky pirate ship, expecting Wallace Beery, the threshold of the frame of reference was crossed. We felt the books and read the covers searching for familiar names communicating our excitement in amazed eyeball-poping silent, library faces to each other. There is another world and this was it's heart! We had made it and it was real. Life opened up like a giant lush buffet that day and I have been feeding from it since. I left with a copy of "Coney Island of the Mind" which I still have. Thank the cosmos for Lawrence Ferlinghetti and City Lights.

 

Eileen,

My good friend John returned to Lafayette, LA with his family after his father retired from the Navy. He went to college in Lafayette and we lost track soon after. Tried to find him a few years ago. Lots of Arceneauxs in Louisiana and most of them are in and around Lafayette I think.

Name: damon1
EmailAddress: damon1@hotbox.ru
Date: 13 Jun 2003

Comments

so pleased to find this website, having read so much about the digger scene and philosophy, fuckin cool. wisdom /emmett/ whatever, had big impact on my life, all who were involved, just emmett got a lot of credit. seems he was a player and not so much bullshit. i thought the extassy explosion in the mid eighties in the u,k may have opened a door, no chance inner city wise, too much gansters to let us grow. traveling for years in asia(the hippy trail) only dissheartened me, too many twats using the image but lacking the understanding or knowledge of freedom/ free.unfortunately i got nothing to offer except my own sympathy and offerings. one good thing is acid, theres always a perception there to take notice of. I takeit the photo of emmett giving the fingers is the scene mentioned in ringolevio. and yes thats an english simble for "fuck off" pitty so many thought he meant peace. any photos of the guy available?? dig dig digger.Damon

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 13 Jun 2003

Comments

Mugu by another name is still mugu!

Name: kpakpandu
EmailAddress: kpakpandu@yahoo.co.uk
Date: 13 Jun 2003

Comments

I DO WAKA PASS HERE OOOOOOOOOOO MAKE UNA NO JAM ME OOOOO GUY MEN !!!!!!!

Name: kpakpandu
EmailAddress: kpakpandu@yahoo.co.uk
Date: 13 Jun 2003

Comments

I DO WAKA PASS HERE OOOOOOOOOOO MAKE UNA NO JAM ME OOOOO GUY MEN !!!!!!!

Name: kpakpandu
EmailAddress: kpakpandu@yahoo.co.uk
Date: 13 Jun 2003

Comments

I DO WAKA PASS HERE OOOOOOOOOOO MAKE UNA NO JAM ME OOOOO GUY MEN !!!!!!!

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 13 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond...excellent

off work early...going out into the soup and pray for sun...

feeling better today, thanks Jag for yr thoughts...you too mc mingus. ciao all, WWR, Nik

Name: The Poemic Today
EmailAddress:
Date: 13 Jun 2003

Comments

CounterPunched

"Then and Now"

http://www.counterpunch.org/guthrie06132003.html

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 13 Jun 2003

Comments

One for the books...

Gregory Peck once had a crush on my mother's mother Fay Hammond who was then fashion editor for the LA Times. I of course thought she was a complete idiot for playing hard to get with him (and of course he moved on to other crushes). Anyway - when I was 16 (in military school) she offered me her tickets to the primier of "The Sand Pebbles" starring Steve McQueen - and the big deal red carpet at the Egyptian Theater in Hollywood. I of course jumped at the chance and invited my girlfriend of the time to go with me. Then my grandmother whipped up an A-List suit for me - designed by her buddy desinger Don Loper , and my uncle Jack who was then vice-president of Budget RentaCar gave me a brand new Lincoln covertable for the evening. As our tickets were A-List we were in the line of cars of stars pulling up to the red carpet and of course the cameras turned away the minute they saw that we were A-List nobodys. Anyway inside we mingled with the likes of ZaZa Gabor, Omar Shariff and Steve McQueen and etalis du stardom. Finally when we were ushered to our seats ground floor row 12 near the aisle = all but two of the choicest seats in the house - the man I would be sitting next to stood up to let my girlfriend though - as he towered over me I froze in my tracks realizing that it was Gregory Peck! He was my hero - my only true screen idol and my favorite actor. I said - "Excuse me Mr. Peck but I am about to faint....." He smiled broadly and said - "Don't worry son, I will catch you if you do....(pause) Oh, and please give my fondest regards to your grandmother."

With that - the red velvet curtain parted and the film began.....

God - what a great memory to hold dearly all these years......

RIP

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Folks, my kids just turned me onto Liam Lynch and his song "United States of Whatever-George Bush version". You have to hear this! Zappa reincarnated.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Major memories
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond, that was great, lasting between 8 hours and a life time :)

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

here is the breakdown of the Xiphonerix and another download click....

http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/lsdmp3.html

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks all - and yes "Valley Curtain" was in mind - glad you liked it! And hope you (who dare) like the LSD.mp3 (another Xiphonerix Madrigal) - )

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

The 3rd Page (mp3 Premier )

Click Compact to Compact Disc

http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/compactdisc.html

LSD.mp3 - For Timothy Leary

by

Hammond Guthrie

(2 minute download)

 

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Nichole

Hope the atmosphere clears soon, Love & Peace

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: cooled out
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Yeah, Nicole -- "Biloxi" what a beautiful song ! Me I'm still a big Jesse Winchester fan .. I was fortunate enough to meet him & run sound for a couple of shows he did in Chapel Hill NC about 15 years ago .. a great musician & a great & humorous human being.

Name: Nik
EmailAddress: thick atmosphere today
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

...that was what google brought up...beyond that who cares...

I'm feeling very off today...I'm going somewhere for a while...see ya all at another time...

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

 

Your Name : jed wainwright Your homepage URL : Your e-mail : jed.wainwright@tinyworld.co.uk How did you like my page ? : memories!!!!!! Did you listen to my music, too ? : no Comments : really clean images good composition and lighting

and the home page to it was

http://www.geocities.com/Vienna/Strasse/1674/

 

 

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

ROSE BUD

COLD BUD

PICK UP TRUCK

PICK UP HOOKER

PICK UP LITTER

LITTER OF LITTLE BLOODHOUNDS

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Good retort Dr. Sponge

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Yew got that rite
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark, two years in Oklahoma City pretty much countrifried my soul, Baja Texas is the term they used for the state and man that part of the world is a conundrum unto itself. Cowboy Hall of Fame and all.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond, it also reminds me of a painting by Peter De Jesus called nepthes or mother of night...the view as she lays on her back and looks down the lenghth of her body...it's beautiful Hammond...

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond,

That's pretty good. I think I see hints of Alfred Hitchcock and Christo...Torn Valley Curtain.

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress: letters@spiritone.com
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

"Neckless Mountains - For Christo"

http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/necklessmts.html

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

ps...that's Jesse Winchesters song.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

This is one of my all time favorite songs...to listen to and to sing...it's hard to imagine that dufus comes from a place like a place like this...

Down around Biloxi... Pretty girls are swimming in the sea... Oh they look like sisters in the ocean... The boy will fill his pail with salted water... And the storms will blow from off towards New Orleans

The sun shines on Biloxi... The air is filled with vapors from the sea... And the boy will dig a pool beside the ocean... He sees creatures from a dream under the water... And the sun will set from off towards New Orleans

The stars shine on Biloxi... The stars can find their faces in the sea... We are walking in the evening by the ocean... We are splashing naked in the water... And the sky is red from off towards New Orleans

 

 

 

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Jag

I understand that after a while you colonials will develope your sense of humour but the fact still remains "The only good thing to come out ouf our australian provinces is the plane to heathrow"

Regards Sponge

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

No offense meant in my previous Bubba vernacular to others. I jes lock to play wif the words. I can see now we have a low rent comedian in our midst. My roots also have a sunburn reaching back to the Bakersfield, Wasco and Taft oil fields during the 20's, 30's and 40's. When times got hard at the family homestead in the Santa Cruz Mountains my Dad, his brothers, and my Grandfather would pack up and relocate to work the oil rigs to raise money.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Sponge - Maybe "it's just my imagination" (working overtime).........After all I grew up around rednecks from Bakersfield and Oildale working the poor Mexicans, the oil fields and the raunch bars near Traver (a near ghost town of white trash) - and this redneck intrloper has too wide a vocabulary with too many clue works to be a true redneck - thus I suspect "prankster" vs. mugu from Texas.........

Then again I have too much time on my hands.......Back to work

Love to all - H.

Name: McMing
EmailAddress: somewhat more composed
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Right on, Jag Mark Eileen Eric Dr Sponge .. yes indeed weird cosmic weather .. a word of advice, keep up whatever health regimen you have going most strictly right now .. we will survive .. "sorta like that touch of gray, kinda suits you anyway " .. peace, out: brothers & sisters .. oh, one more random thought .. dig out the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band's "Will the Circle Be Unbroken" to rectify the belief us rednecks are nothing but braindamaged inbred assholes .. or maybe Doc Watson .. keepin' it real here in the hills -- Blue

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Reply; Sunspots,  Yin and Yang
Date: 12 Jun 2003

Comments

Grasp the simple, embrace the complex, accept the good and the bad cause if you didn't have one you couldn't have the other

Name:
EmailAddress: Sunspots
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

When I look out my window Many sites to see When I look in my window So many different people to be It's strange So very strange You got to pick up every stitch You got to pick up every stitch Must be the season The season of the witch Must be the season of the witch

When I look over my shoulder What do you think I see Some other cat looking over His shoulder right at me And it's strange Surely strange You got to pick up every stitch Beatniks are out to make it rich Oh, no Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch

 

 

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen,

Hayeell Yas! Three years in the Tex-ass Panhandle hurt me bad. Fucking Lonestar and Rebel Yell scorched my innards. Where the hell is my pea shooter?! Put some Hank on the jukebox! Full moons and solar flares strike hard. Man, I am sure glad I don't work in the County Emergency Room...excuse me..."Trauma Center"... any longer. You wouldn't believe the shit that shows up on a nights like these. Hold on to your gluteus, cosmic surf is up!

In the words of a less than eloquent friend "It will all pass like a large turd".

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Check it out:

http://www.spaceweather.com/

 

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Ok I'm loosing it. Anyone else out there have a reality twist..umm for me it was around 6:30 PM Taos time 6/11/03? I hate it I hate it I hate it. It's these damn solar flares. But I didn't know they were going on. I've gone thru this before when they've been X Class. Totally freaked me out! I had no idea where I was and started have dream flash backs..or were they? All I know is they split my consciousness so bad it puts me on too many levels at once..and in the grocery store was not such a great place for it to happen. I thought I was having a nervous breakdown and then realized it must be flare activity. Calif..hang on to your hats. With these flares and full moon coming up you may be getting ready to Ride The Wave! Somebody for sure is going to get it. These are serious.

Mark you sure know how to talk Bubba. Ha! Boy needs to get laid bad!

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Correction: epitome, and definition,

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Eric,

Unfortunately my wife had the same problem. I thought she had found his site. Apparently he has opted off the web. PDF may have something in their data base, my member list is old and I couldn't find it. He is available through InquiringMind.com but again no email contact. Sorry to mislead you.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: A Toast
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Sponge

No insult intended but when I resided in Sydney the most prevalent toast I heard was "The most beautiful sight in the world is a boatload of Pommies returning to the motherland" :)

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Nepotism too!!
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

"Oligarchy is a form of government where most political power effectively rests with a small segment of society (typically the wealthiest or most ruthless elite). The Greek etymological origins of the word "oligarchy" express the concepts of "few" and "rule".

"Oligarchies are often controlled by a few powerful families whose children are raised and mentored to become inheritors of the power of the oligarchy, often at some sort of expense to those governed. This power may not always be exercised openly, the oligarchs preferring to remain "the power behind the throne," exerting control through economic means. In that the most ruthless segment of society comes to power by overthrowing other oligarchs (usually and historically: capitalists)."

If this defination isn't the eipitomy of the society we reside in then I am a bono fide scion born to rule and their are no subject masses in Amerika Greece and Rome are but an embryonic journey to our present.

 

Name: Eric
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark --

What was the address for Scoop Nisker's web? The one the KFOG DJ gave me, www.nisker.com, is owned by some pediatric company in Texas (although they're not using it, just have a placemarker at Verizon). They've had it since January and will own it for the next 10 years. Strange. Maybe Scoop has taken up Zen medicine in his old age.

Gouge -- thanks, but can't make it to Berkeley tonight.

Name: gouge
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

http://www.thefreight.org/2003/june/info_11.html

Eric, in case you're in the neighborhood tonite, you can see him...

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress: remember this one?
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

There's no place that I'd rather be than right here, with my redneck, white socks and blue ribbon beer.......

My own gripe now. Our new health insurance plan at work as of June 1, has maybe doubled or tripled my already-world-class medical costs. The literature explaining this actually said that us employees would now be able to make a "meaningful contribution" towards our health care. Oh brother.....

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Sheeit far! Bubba, can someone have the Peckerwad from Biloxi pick up his sack of goobers and head for the door? Prankster Schmankster, may a little too much hooch, man!

Eric,

Nisker's website was up this weekend, my wife was checking it out. Maybe a short lapse.

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond

Redneck comming into focus? do you know somthing we dont or are am I not imagining the annagrams in his last post

Name: Eric
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Hey, all --

I tuned into KFOG on the Internet this morning just in time to hear Scoop Nisker talking about the Diggers. He mentioned the mirrors-held-up-to-the-tour-bus-windows episode, among other comments. I really wondered what the context was (he went on to deliver his annual Father's Day Address, which had nothing to do with Diggers, although it mentioned the Summer Solstice). So I called the station but the DJ said they didn't have a copy of the broadcast (hard to believe) and suggested I contact Scoop through his web site ("Scoop is really good about responding to email messages.") But, and here's the problem -- the web site the DJ mentioned (www.nisker.com) is not active, and I tried a Google search but could turn up not a single Scoop Nisker web site. Lots of promotional articles about his books, but no email, no web site.

So -- does anyone have Scoop's email address or a web address? I'd really like to know what he was saying, he being one of the consummate commentators on the counterulture of the Bay Area.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Well said Sponge - I stand happily corrected

Oh and Redneck - I think you are at last emerging into focus -

And I am (yet again) reminded to "Never trust a Prankster!"

KK - and Babbs vs. KKK and the Good Old Boy s

Name: McMing
EmailAddress: fed up
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

again I quote from whichever ancient Greek ( Herakleitos, maybe): "Against stupidity the gods themselves struggle in vain."

there are some rednecks who possess great intelligence (they have to, to survive)

this latest poseur is not one of them. my last response on this topic .. as before if we ignore a skunk the little creepy creature will run off into the underbrush .. best to all -- a real back-country man

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

THIS BLACK BEAR

ITS A BIG FUCKER

TEARING DOWN FENCES

LIKE THEY JUST AINT THERE

JUST PLAYING ECO TOYS

NATURES SEQUENCE MEANS

CONSEQUENCES COME AFTER THE FUN

STAKE OUT YOUR TRAPS

WELL HIDDEN BY GRASS

BEING CARFULL NOT TO VISIT

A MOLE AMOLE

BEING CARFULL NOT TO VISIT

A MOLE AMOLE

FOR ECO TOYS AT HOME IN HERE

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond

Thanks for the info - the friends bit was intended to be satirical(towards redneck) however as for cross pollination no way .I am too fuckin cultured for that shit.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Well - I mean the one before his last post. Redneck you need to find the fetish chat-rooms on Yahoo!

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Sponge - you know perfectly well The 3rd Page wouldn't bother with Redneck's ranting - and he most certainly is not a friend of mine - but what is a redneck? Originally they were anyone who worked in the field as an overseers of poor Mexican labor on rich white soil and who got thier necks red from sunburn - then they decided to start running their mouths off in all fields vs the sod buster oil and vegetable fields - soon they were everywhere speaking in tongues just like Redneck the poet - all except for his last post which may spell "prankster" with Digger roots. Right Hun?

And Sponge - you might be a redneck by cross-pollination in some of your less than memorable posts..... However - I like your stuff when it makes sense.......

Keep on truckin anyway.......

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

YOUR TIGHT ROUND BUNS

 

GIVE ME A HARD ON.

YES SIR IS MY BIG BOY STIFF

 

SO FUCKING STIFF IT HURTS

I WANNA POUR SOURMASH ON YOUR ASS

AND EAT TACO'S STRAIGHT OFF IT

 

THEN SLIDE MY HAND INSIDE YOUR CREASE

THEN SEND SNAPSHOTS OF IT TO MY BUDDIES

 

Your tight round buns. GIVE ME A HARD ON. MOMMA is my big DADDY stiff. So fucking stiff it hurts

ITS GONNA TAKE TWO WEEKS FOR ME TO GET A HARD OFF

BABY BABY IN THE MALL

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Q. As a Brit could some one tell me what exactly is a red neck?

Name: Dr Sponge (new age red neck)
EmailAddress:
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Wow this guy has talent - he must be a friend of Hammonds featured in empty mirror

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

PLANET HUM DRUM

TELL YA MAMMA

KISS THE HUN

BURN YER CROSSES

PLANET HUM DRUM

STARE THROUGH YOUR BOTTLE BOTTOM LENS

WALLOW IN YOUR SMOKE

BURNT OUT LONGHAIRS

JUST A JOKE

PLANET HUM DRUM

Name: bonedigger chuckwagon
EmailAddress: oldbonedigger@earthlink.net
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Its about the level of discourse available on the wire, its about the few remaining water holes, southwest furthers and its about time; and the essence of the aesthetic its about gushing bullshit revisionists aka journalists selfish fucks blowing smoke up each others asses sipping martooneys and listening to zimmerman its about you and me and where do we go from here.. signalled thru flames extracted and exacted..

Name: patrick
EmailAddress: gingerbreadman
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Rachel, I believe the article you may have read was about "The United Tribes of the Americas"It is basicly the establishment of one united nation with territory in many different countries. Based on true,healthy principals and laws of fair trade. This is not a pipe dream. The founding mothers and fathers have actually gotten some international treaties signed. I believe Clinton may have backed some of this before his departure from office. The website is www.theuta.com. The passports will have the coolest seal ever.Anyone can be a citizen of this country although I believe it is being founded by indigenous natives. Check out the legend behind the seal at the website.

Hey everyone. I did'nt know hillbillies liked ginger. Peace, Patrick

Name: Rachel
EmailAddress: ibewild@hotmail.com
Date: 11 Jun 2003

Comments

Geneticly engineered TREES??? Is it me or does it just get worse president after president? I remember reading something in a magizine (and I really should have made notes or at least took this home with me) about a "free state"....????? of some sort. I think this magizine may have been outdated but it was something along the lines of having so many people sign this petition blah blah blah and having something approved by congress blah blah blah and in a perfect world there would be a state that would legislate laws such as legalization of marijuana and a bunch of other laws that are seen as unorthadox to modern society - blah blah blah. I KNOW I didn't dream about that one. When reading I thought it was too good to be true, sad, because I don't think it will ever ever EVER happen - but at least an effort is being made. Something along the lines of Maine, South and North Dakota and Utah are in the running for it. Oh well - it was an interesting artical to say the least.

As far as the Bush Administration goes - I stand by my not so sane belief that he is paving the way for/someone he knows is/he is the anti-christ and the begining of the end of the world is slowy coming to a start...THINK ABOUT IT. Religous I'm not, spiritual I am, and that man is evil.

Name: Hungry for Justice? Converge on Sacramento
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

 

CALL TO ACTION!

HUNGRY FOR JUSTICE? Want to resist the WTO, US Empire and Corporate Globalization? Fed up with genetically engineered trees, food, fish, future? Believe that access to healthy food and clean water is a fundamental human right?

Everything is possible!

 

MOBILIZE IN SACRAMENTO! CONVERGE JUNE 20-25 2003!

This June the Bush administration, USAID, USDA, and the State Department are hosting government ministers from 180 nations and transnational corporate reps in a meeting to pave the way for ‘free trade’, privatization of water, and factory farming: agribusiness that drives family farmers off the land, hijacks the global food supply and starves the poor. Stand in solidarity with people’s movements and peasant farmers around the world to protest and disrupt this meeting. Free trade agreements such as the CAFTA and FTAA are most vulnerable on issues of agriculture - the global negotiations on these issues are crumbling and the WTO dispute over biotech is brewing. The Bush Administration wants to ensure agribusiness as usual.

Their agenda? Biotech foods, animals and forests…food irradiation…terminator seeds…’free trade’ for corporate crooks…pesticides and patents on life…biopiracy…widening the gap between the rich and poor...privatization of water, indigenous wisdom, seeds, biodiversity, and the genetic building blocks of life itself…

Our response? A festival of diverse resistance to big biotech, bioimperialism, the Bush Administration and ‘free trade’. Non-violent direct action, marches, rally, teach-in, alternative expo and more to confront the corporate agenda of ‘free trade’ and war on the earth! Demand food sovereignty, safe food and farmers’ rights!

JOIN USin the streets of Sacramento for a five-day convergence of action and education! We will join the world in saying no more hunger, no more genetic engineering, no patents on life and no WTO!

Plug IN to the convergence…

htttp://www.sacmobilization.org phone no. 916-497-1111 info@s...

 

 

> Message: 1 > Date: Mon, 09 Jun 2003 11:39:18 +0100 > From: Starhawk <stella@m...> > Subject: Trainings for Sacramento Mobilization > > hi--the upcoming mobilization against biotech and the leadup to the > WTO is > underway--below is a preliminary schedule of trainings that I'm > doing, > others may be scheduled as needed. Please pass this on--if you know > people > who missed getting trained for the antiwar actions, or who want to > brush up > their skills, if you or your affinity group wants some practice and > role > plays and preparation, please come. There will also be trainings > during the > Convergence, June 20-25, on June 21 and as needed. Thanks, Starhawk > Preparation for Sacramento! > Trainings in Nonviolent Direct Action, Street Safety and Tactics > > Come to a fun and intensive NVDA/Street Tactics > training. Learn: streets "smarts," what to bring/ > what not to bring, blockades, arrest, police and > their countermeasures, how to support one another, > de-escalating violence, role plays, and much more. > Prepare to learn and > have fun! > > Sonoma County/Marin Training > Friday June 13‹ > Contact Social Justice Center of Marin. > Call for more info and to register: 415-454-5027 > > Sacramento Training > Sat. June 14th from 8:45am to 11:45am > > Where: Sac Mobilization Welcome Center on the > corner of 12th and C Sts in downtown Sacramento > > Free! Registar now!! We need at least 12 people. > directaction@w... > > SF Bay Area/East Bay Training > Sunday June 15 > Noon-4--nonviolent direct action training > 6-8 pm Jail solidarity training. > > CAN office 1605 Ashby Ave. at California > Near Ashby BART > To register email stella@m... > > Please register as trainings need a minimum of 12 people to proceed. > Bring food to share. > All trainings are free of charge but donations are welcome. >

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

Hummmm....

Hee-haw - gafaw and ye-haw!

"Open another can a Spam ma - the trash is full."

Hey Redneck - show your colors or trim your sails. Eating Spam out of the can is just as obnoxious as it is in the can.

Thanks but no thanks.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

All I did was google his e-mail address and it leads here. Actually this is pretty benign stuff, perhaps he's having a change of life.

 

 

From: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com Date: 4/6/2002 Time: 4:04:38 PM Remote Name: 195.93.50.173

 

Comments please help the answer is not in the question WHAT IS 256 X 67.3 =

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

This was posted jun.16 2002 on the discussion page if it helps identify him I believe he has several more

Re: money From: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com Date: 16 Jun 2002

 

Comments Here come the money men Buck, Sterling, Frank and Mr Marks £s $s i have a yen for them all tonight there is a krona around the moon lira oh my lovely lira

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Hee Haw Clown
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

This jerk couldn't string two sylables together McMing

Name: McMing
EmailAddress: who th' fuck do you think you are, asshole?
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

'by whatever means necessary' .. so who are you Mr WhiteTrash funboy ?? .. another pretender, a professional liar .. lay it down Mr Trash-head if you've got any cred's at all .. you just don't know what you're getting into here, do you ?

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

BAR BRAWL

WELL LOOKEE HERE

JUST WALKED IN

HEY IS THAT YOUR OWN HAIR BOY

HOW'D YE GROW IT SO LONG

hey silus get two sodee pops for the priddy little things comin in

AINT NO BOY WITH HAIR LIKE THAT

NOT IN THESE PARTS

gonna have some fun tonight

LOOK ADEE PANTS ON THAT ONE

HEY BOY WHO RIPPED YOUR DENIMS

MUSTA BEEN ONE HELL OF A CAT FIGHT

hey silus get two sodee pops for the priddy little things comin in

HEY SWEET CHIPS COME RIGHT ON OVER HERE

COME SIT WITH DADDY

IS THAT AN EAR RING YOU GOT THERE

IT IS ,ITS STUCK RIGHT IN THERE

IN HIS EAR LOOK

ARE YOU EYEBALLIN ME BOY

DONT EYEBALL ME

COMIN IN HERE LIKE THAT

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: HeeDawg!!
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

This guy is some trash talking hill billy!!

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress: notcensoring@justdon'tlikeit.crap
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

STEVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...WE NEED YOU FOR THIS ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU

COOK MY SUPPER BITCH

FETCH ME A BEER

NOW NOW NOW

SHUT THEM FUCKIN BRATS UP

IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU

FUCK YOU WAITIN TABLES

I WANT MINE

NOW NOW NOW

IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU

HURRY UP BITCH

BEERS FUCKIN WARM

GET ME ANOTHER

NOW NOW NOW

YOUR IN FOR A WUPPIN TONIGHT

MOVE THAT NO GOOD FAT LAZY ASS

KEEP THAT BRAT QUIET

IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU

 

Name: Blue Under the Collar
EmailAddress: off the cuff.com
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

Like a mugu-country cowpie this redneck poet is spewing his blues under collar in an F-flatulent key - adios muthafucka - yer daze is numbered. - offthecuff and outthedoor

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

I SMOKE MY HASH

DRINK MY MASH

FUCK AROUND WITH TRAILER TRASH

AINT GOT MUCH CASH

SO FUCK YOU BABY

REDNECKIN REDNCKIN

NAKED AND TATTOO'D

PISSIN IN YER SWIMMIN POOL

I SMOKE MY HASH

DRINK MY MASH

FUCK AROUND WITH TRAILER TRASH

Y'ALL HATE ME

I HATE Y'ALL

FISTS LIKE STONE CORNDOGS

WUPPIN YER CANDY ASS

I SMOKE MY HASH

DRINK MY MASH

FUCK AROUND WITH TRAILER TRASH

I AM HERE TO STAY SO SHY AWAY

FEEL HOW UNCOMPFORTABLE YOU FEEL

CORN HOLED CANDY ASS

I SMOKE MY HASH

DRINK MY MASH

FUCK AROUND WITH TRAILER TRASH

 

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

Rena...yeah team!!!

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

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Eric - Help!!!!! -

Invasion of Rednecked quasi-poet in progress.

Bolocks from Biloxi

Name: REDNECK POET BILOXI
EmailAddress: jed_wainwright@hotmail.com
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

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I DONT LIKE COPS

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GINGER PUSSY

I DONT LIKE COPS

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

Congratulations Rena. I will remember to celebrate in your honor. I am still waiting for the first grandchild but nothing is ready to go in the oven yet.

Name: grannie
EmailAddress: blissed out
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

[Notice of birth of r n a's and lou's grandson on June 9]

with aloha, Rena

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

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Nicole,

Thanks for the link to City Lights 50th. I am already at work on a remembrance of cutting school in my sophomore year (62') and hitching up to the city for the first time.

 

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen, for myself the 9 to 5 routine came as such a joy after years and years of zero routine...of course it helps that I adore my bosses and co workers...I've been offered almost twice as much money to go over to one of their competitors but I won't, it's just not about the money for me...if you give yourself the chance to figure something out in yr job that can work for you, then it's worth it no matter what the pay...and who knows maybe that job is just there to open the right door for you and Miranda...maybe one of the rooms will belong to an independantly wealthy art afficianado looking to give back to the universe by payrolling...nah, never mind that one...then you feel dependent...but you know what I mean...

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

Day one of room cleaning with Miranda went well. Am giving myself the goal of hanging with it a yr..with in mind to be putting our art together to see if it will sustain us well enough not to have to keep a "real" job. I have to say having ones future so laid out has always made me feel rather trapped, if not upset. I have yet to understand how folks can live with that? And even more..how most of the world can live like that?

Read Julia Butterfly's book last night about her tree sit. A must read! A real spiritul warrior. Talk about living one day at a time. I had no way to relate to what she went through until I read her experience and I have to say it has become a reminder of what I just went through and not to get slack and forget the lessons. How does one see a yr of room cleaning ahead and not want to quit in front? That may seem mudane. But this continues to be a very to the bone spiritual excersize to stay mindful and not try to take life in one big gulp to basically get it over with. I have always been a fast eater..I am working on that.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

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Yesterday I participated in a demonstration at St Marks Church in the east village where a few hundred people showed up for a performance art piece called.."Women Screaming Out"....all of the major points of contention in the "patriot act" were read and as each woman finished her paragraph, a corresponding woman would SCREAMMMMMMMMM...I dedicated my scream to Silent Steve Boyd and the Mutes for peace and made no sound but spelled it out in sign language...it was a very powerful evening...

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

If this link works correctly it should hook you up to an invitation by the city of San Francisco to give your comments about City Lights Bookstore on it's 50th aniversary...

http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/gate/archive/2003/06/09/CLS_Form.DTL

 

 

Name: Joe
EmailAddress:
Date: 10 Jun 2003

Comments

Bush starts to feel the heat about Iraq's weapons of mass destruction and the lack thereof and lo and behold a story is released today saying that al-qaida will use weapons of mass destruction on US soil within two years. The old sleight of hand...keep their attention on your lefet han and your right hand can do whatever it wants. The whole bag of tricks will be coming out from these veterans of disinformation.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 09 Jun 2003

Comments

This was forwarded to me by a friend.

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and to send Editor BILL WEINBERG to South America

Featuring:

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Hotshit alterno-journalist and zeitgeist chronicler SARAH FERGUSON

Authentic Hindustani sounds of ANJULA AND THE KIRTAN ORCHESTRA, with JASON GOODROW on sitar

Neo-psychedelic ambient punk sounds of STEVE WISHNIA, veteran Lower East Side guitar wizard and counterculture celebrity

And, of course, BILL WEINBERG and DAVID BLOOM, noted Jewish radical and WW3 REPORT co-editor

SPECIAL GUESTS!!! FREE HUMMOUS AND WINE FOR THOSE WHO ARRIVE BEFORE WE RUN OUT!!!

SATURDAY, JUNE 14, 7.30 PM 49 EAST HOUSTON STREET NEW YORK CITY

$10 at the door, plus pass-the-hat.

Special note to professionals with health insurance: BRING YOUR CHECKBOOK!!!

BE THERE!!! YO!!!

 

 

 

 

Name: FYI  Service
EmailAddress:
Date: 09 Jun 2003

Comments

New Books - just out....

"Gotta Revolution"

Jefferson Airplane

http://www.gotarevolution.com/

Check it out.......

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 09 Jun 2003

Comments

and high praise for The Switchboard............... What great concepts we came up with in those daze................................Where are we now aside from here and there?

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 09 Jun 2003

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Thanks Nic - Long live the Communications Company!

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress:
Date: 09 Jun 2003

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"Banking on Saddam?"

http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/banking.html

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 09 Jun 2003

Comments

For those of you who don't get over to the discussion page...this was posted on the 8th of June...

 

 

Hi all, Al Rinker was the founder of the Height Ashbury Switchboard

I am Adam Rinker. Al's son.

I am very saddened to say that he just passed away last month of bone Cancer.

He had changed his name. That is why know one was able to find him.

He spent the last 31 years living in the foot hills of the Sierras "Gold Rush Country" in Calaveras County on 30 Acers of pristine land in the middle of know where. He spent those 31 years helping others and building his dream house off the land. For 25 years he used lanterns for night light until he finally got a solar system installed.

He wrote a book which was never published called Beyond Haight.

I could go on and on but I just thought I would let you know where he was and what happened.

Peace and love to all,

 

Name: gouge
EmailAddress: waybackmachine
Date: 09 Jun 2003

Comments

Joe, I echo Jag's comments way back there...Respect for the real deal.

Sheesh...glass boxes, Jimmy Swaggert's 'steady hand'...

Spent most of my life lookin' for a place to belong...now that I'm grey & baggy assed I'm pretty much at home with myself... onward...

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 09 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark - here is another show for you not to miss!

Peter Lewis to perform in L.A. and San Jose in June 2003...

Peter Lewis, Moby Grape, will join David West,Pickin on the Dead, for two acoustic shows in June. The first concert takes place on Saturday, June 14th as a Fiddling Cricket Production at Espresso Gardens, 814 South Bascam in San Jose.

For ticket info, contact: 408-294-3353 or visit:

http://www.fiddlingcricket.com

Name:
EmailAddress: Slick or Stupid?
Date: 09 Jun 2003

Comments

--Running a ship of state is somewhat different from an airship. One takes technical and physical expertise. The other takes the art of recognizing the relationships between world leaders and the expectations of the their consituents and the relationships of leaders inside the country and balancing a set of compromises to benefit the greatest number of people. --President Clinton didn't show the ability to lead and get things done. At the same time he handed out morality issues to be complained about which only lessened his ability to lead, since who could trust his lead? What will the history books have to say about him?

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 09 Jun 2003

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Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 09 Jun 2003

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Name:
EmailAddress: Regarding slick Willie
Date: 09 Jun 2003

Comments

If I were boarding a 747 and was offered a choice of pilots, one being a "moral" God fearing Christian with impecable public ethics that passed flight school only because his family had garnered him access to the most prestigious aviators institution and he barely managed to squeak through that and could hardly be trusted to man the controls in a safe and adequate manner but non the less was a moral and rightous man, or, on the other hand a hot shot brilliant aviator with questionable moral standings who was known to enjoy lifes exciting and dangerous ethical dilemma's and had been caught doing just that to the detriment of his social and family life yet still retained the cool and steady hand required to pilot all to safety my choice would be relatively simple. Why question ability over morality unless I'm in search of Jimmy Swaggert(oops poor comparision but you get my drift)

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

Ming,

I hear you on that. The battle is money/power/media control vs. justice. Justice rarely wins in America. Nixon went down because there were moral conservatives that held to their beliefs. They are long gone. The taste of power has corrupted them and their constituency beyond any hope. American politics is now on the same level as gang warfare on the streets of LA. That was signaled by the Republican's moronically self-destructive and endless witch hunting of Clinton. The ends justifying the means is the rule now. Arnold Schwartzhisname will be the next governor of California and a send up to the "White" House to stand on the walk of shame with Reagan. What a fucking mess.

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

no wonder france did not go to war with iraq .France is known for having the best espionage system in the world if they're was any evidence of iraq producing nuclear weapon you know frances spys would have found out about it and with that type of evidence france would of gone to war.

peace

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

Yeah, it sounds to good to be possible. I think this gov't has made it pretty obvious it's on its own trip and intends for it to stay that way. But I'm always up for surprises.

Name: McMing
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

I wish I could be so optimistic as you, FYI -- as regards how the legal system works & the grounds for impeachment .. if only things worked the way they s'posed to .. it'll never happen.

Name: FYI - Service
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

If the Bush Administration intentionally manipulated or misrepresented intelligence to get Congress to authorize, and the public to support, military action to take control of Iraq, then that would be a monstrous misdeed. This Administration may be due for a scandal.

 

If Bush has taken Congress and the nation into war based on bogus information, he is cooked. Manipulation or deliberate misuse of national security intelligence data, if proven, could be "a high crime" under the Constitution's impeachment clause. It would also be a violation of federal criminal law, including the broad federal anti-conspiracy statute, which renders it a felony "to defraud the United States, or any agency thereof in any manner or for any purpose."

 

It's important to recall that when Richard Nixon resigned, he was about to be impeached by the House of Representatives for misusing the CIA and FBI. After Watergate, all presidents are on notice that manipulating or misusing any agency of the executive branch improperly is a serious abuse of presidential power.

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

Sponge

Everyone knows Orwell used a palm pilot.

Name: Dr Sponge
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

Ok I once heard of an Amrican who bought london bridge thinking he was actualy getting tower bridge. There are numerouse tales here in liverpool about Yanks buying bricks from the cavern or any other so called Beatles artifact. So if you want some real history for your home look no further than your good Dr Sponge I have in my possesion the original laptop belonging to George Orwellfor sale for just a miserly $2000 or highest bid.FULL AUTHENTICATION PROVIDED

 

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark~The description of your family..ie growing up time seems a dream. I think..no, I know I would be a very different with such. My family really was high profile socially and they really could not stand my attitude from early on. The final straw is when they expected me to do the debutant thing at 18. In the South as with many things there they really BELIEVE in Dixie and that stuff that comes with it. After having met me, you may well imagine how that set with me.

Yeah intentional community immediately implies someones boss and there are THE RULES. Yeah Blackbear like most places had the Male/Macho ideal well in place. But I have to say there is a moment I go back there to..Samerai Bob and family cooking oatmeal and toasting sunflower seeds over an outdoor fire. I remember a set up for a large wok. Salmon in the smoke house. S. Bob rolling me tobacco in a corn husk and watching the smoke waft in the morning light. All those feelings that call me so deeply when stripped down, all come from when we spent camping at various times as a group. The Rules always seemed to evaporate at those times and it felt timeless. I am heading that way again. I don't know quite how it's going to happen..but it has never stopped calling. Yet another part of me yearns for an old house..a real house life my grandmothers. Yeah somehow I want it all. The people? Tsk I don't know how that one's going to mesh yet. To be continued....

PS we will be working 40 hr wks. I may not be around here much for awhile.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen,

My history is that I was raised on an old family homestead in the Santa Cruz Mountains until we moved to suburbia when I was 7 or 8 years old. Most of the relatives and family members had moved on leaving my folks, a younger sister, my grandmother and a very strange elderly aunt. This allowed me to live in my own world because there weren't other families with kids nearby. I developed in that way and it has carried me all these years. The result was and is that I have always kept a small minimum distance from groups and even in times when I had to try to "fit in" it never felt right. It certainly caused major anguish and feelings of being separate from others. The up side was I did and still do enjoy my own company most of the time and have no fear of periods of solitude or lack of other human interaction like some. It also has served me well in times of personal crisis. I know who to go to when I need a friend. Being this aloof leads to a nomadic mindset for me in many ways and I don't like the burdens of social functions to a fault. Of course, being the "outsider" leaves me misunderstood by those who don't have an inclination of that perspective. My interests over the years have been constructed more by what I have discovered than by association with others so I tend to cross an eclectic field that can disturb those with a more conservative or "connected" lifestyle. I can spend time with people that participate in something I have interest in but can never reveal all of myself due to conflicting attitudes. Kind of like leading several lives at once but not fully taking one as a complete, and to me fearfully limiting, existence. Luckily, I have had other "outsiders" as friends and soulmates. In some cases these friendships and relations were and are intense. Sadly, many of these people paid a dear price for their lives outside the mainstream. A few couldn't bear the feelings of failure and inadequacy over the long term. I miss them and hope somehow to find them again.

The "outsider" to me represents the more creative souls who mix with the rest. In literature and art a lack of subscribing to the status quo is what keeps that motor running.

For me, in communal living aloofness is always a problem when it comes to communication and what is expected. I think what it takes is having a clear idea of what your responsibility to the whole is and respecting that but more importantly knowing when to pull back and keep your balance. I gotta say when I came across the term "intentional community" a few years back, I choked. This term for me refers to places that have names like Soledad or Folsom. I would never join an "intentional community," it scares the shit out of me. It reminds me of the "gated community" phenomenon prevalent in upscale yuppie suburbia. In fact that thought reminded me of my arrival at Black Bear in 1970 to be stopped at the gate by commune members with shotguns. Kinda funny now to think about it.

So, all of this revolves in my thoughts about "belonging." Ming's discussion of reincarnation and magnetized meetings with kindred souls over life cycles strikes a chord with me. I think most "outsiders" when actually making intimate connection think in those terms. In my case, these revisits come from the most unexpected and often unorthodox planes of social environment. The relationships are difficult but highly rewarding. How people bounce into each other and the reasons for it are mysterious especially for those who tend to keep to themselves.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen - right you are - I haven't been back to the area since 68. Visiting SF in 99 after 18 years away was enough of a nightmare thank you very much. My advice to myself - Don't Even Try To Go Home Again - Sadly - regrettably - inexcusably - the place is nearly always burned to the ground....H.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

McMing..you and I continue to..Miranda has this great gesture that makes me laugh every time she does it..making a sign that goes from her head to my head..meaning we are of the same mind. Picture this gesture from me to you. Yes..yes at the very least I have always liked the idea we have known each other before. Not that it's been all good. But birds of a feather...

Also Mark..this idea of belonging. I think one of the things that has drawn many of us together has been the fact we are really a bunch of Freaks in regards to the status quo and know how to give each other the space to let our Freak Flags Fly! (I do love that expression.) Really when I was wishing for a way we could recognize one another..as I think about it, it's really not too hard.

I think most of us have likely gone thru a lot of pain growing up..cause the "normal" kids definitely recognized us..whether we understood what was going on or not. I finally had to tough up (it only took me 30 yrs!)..and not give a shit who did or did not like me. It has made me pretty think skinned..but it's a lot less painful..but it also leaves me on my own a lot. Fact is when it gets right down to it..I enjoy my own company a lot and find myself getting restless pretty quickly with just socializing or worse dealing with other folks problems..like Ariel (HA! the family shrink) I want them to do what I say or leave it alone. I'm most happy wandering the hills, reading a good book or doing something creative. I'm really into this side by side stuff as long as the majority of the time is not spent talking. I'm the person in the back of the room that paces in classes or goes numb. My greatest desire is if we could do the Spock mind transfer and be done with all the talk. Really are we talking about Belonging or Fitting in?

Hey everybody!!! Miranda and I both got work. We're going to be house keeping (mainly) and working the front desk at a condo/motel in Red River. The people that run the place and work there are great and the place is way better than a motel. The pay is substandard..but the best one can get around here and will work just fine for us. No this is not my lifes work but will get us back on our feet and in another month give us the money we need to start our art projects..which is really where we're going with this in the long run. We start Mon with a big WHEW! This will be a great reality check for Miranda having grown up in the grass fields..she's never really gotten what it takes for the rest of the world to make it and has always been really careless about money. This should do it.

Name: Tom
EmailAddress: tomas@laurelrose.com
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

It is not easy moving away from all that luxury that is part of a city. But when the city starts to hurt you it is time to leave. Large cities are like bad drugs. I left them behind 30 years ago. Wealth has created a haven of beauty in Monterey it is beautiful.

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: way out in left field
Date: 08 Jun 2003

Comments

Some more speculative flim-flam .. if the well-known theory of reincarnation is true, we have lived many lifetimes before .. in our current existence sometimes we meet lovers and friends we have known at other times, in other places .. tho' we are somewhat forgetful and these others may have changed appearance or gender. [And not to deny the importance of new friends, also.] But chances are, the people who mean the most in your life are those you have long long karmic ties with .. can anyone relate to this ? -- A response to the question of belonging.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 07 Jun 2003

Comments

Sorry folks, my search for a personal transportational statement involved a airline flight from San Jose to John Wayne International Airport to "Orange" County and back again. I was stuck in a Nissan Sentra rental car (blech!...Is that how Don Martin spelled it?) driving around in a grey overcast and humid day thinking the damn car had a fuel leak but realized I was smelling jet fuel from the airport take offs (I was an aircraft refueling instructor in the USAF). So I have been directed by other desires. The Ranchero was junk but the trip to the edge of LA sprawl was horrible focus on what Eileen talked about on her trip back from Long Beach. Even the planted eucalyptus trees are dying from smog. Do you know how hard it is to kill eucalyptus? I am so glad to be back on Monterey Bay. Hammond, I don't know if you get back to Newport Beach, Irvine, Costa Mesa, South Santa Ana, or any of that area, but my advice is to stay away. What a bummer.

Eileen,

I am still thinking about "belonging" in fact I have been thinking about it all my life.

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 07 Jun 2003

Comments

The collected poems of D.H. Rumsfeld, as compiled by Hart Seely of the Syracuse Post-Standard using the exact words of the defense secretary:

The Unknown

As we know,

There are known

knowns.

There are things we

know we know.

We also know

There are known

unknowns.

That is to say

We know there are

some things

We do not know.

But there are also

unknown unknowns,

The ones we don't

know

We don't know.

-- Feb. 12, 2002, Department of Defense news briefing

glass box

You know, it's the

old glass box at

the --

At the gas station,

Where you're using

those little things

Trying to pick up

the prize,

And you can't find it.

It's --

And it's all these

arms are going

down in there

And so you keep

dropping it

And picking it up

again and moving it,

But --

Some of you are

probably too young

to remember

Those glass boxes,

But --

But they used to

have them

At all the gas stations

When I was a kid.

 

-- Dec. 6, 2001, Department of Defense news briefing

A Confession

Once in a while I'm standing here, doing something. And I think, "What in the world am I doing here?" It's a big surprise.

-- May 16, 2001, interview with The New York Times

The Situation

Things will not be necessarily continuous. The fact that they are something other than perfectly continuous Ought not to be characterized as a pause. There will be some things that people will see. There will be some things that people won't see. And life goes on.

-- Oct. 12, 2001, Department of Defense news briefing

Clarity

I think what you'll find, I think what you'll find is, Whatever it is we do substantively, There will be near- perfect clarity As to what it is.

 

And it will be known, And it will be known to the Congress, And it will be known to you, Probably before we decide it, But it will be known.

-- Feb. 28, 2003, Department of Defense news briefing

The Digital revolution

A trained ape can know an awful lot Of what is going on in this world, Just by punching on his mouse For a relatively modest cost!

-- June 9, 2001, press briefing

 

 

 

Name: Maui
EmailAddress: destiny
Date: 07 Jun 2003

Comments

RNA... My email didn't bounce. So?

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress:
Date: 07 Jun 2003

Comments

"ZEN NONE ARISING" (Click Image)

http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/none.html

Name: CounterPunched
EmailAddress:
Date: 07 Jun 2003

Comments

CounterPunched (weekend)

http://www.counterpunch.org/poems06072003.html

Hammond

"(Dis)Intelligence Report"

Stew

"The Smart Set"

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 07 Jun 2003

Comments

Er... anybody got an aspirin? Sorry for the wasted bandwith.

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 07 Jun 2003

Comments

June started out so cold in Ohio, back down to the lower 40s every night. Like most of our friends we owe bigtime to the gas company due to last winter's extreme cold plus price gouging, yet couldn't resist turning on the furnace. Wednesday I was supposed to go horseback riding with a friend but we got rained out. Maybe just as well, I didn't feel good at all that day. Friday we tried again and it was perfect. A little tame my husband said, a trail ride where the horses just walk. But we are 2 ladies in our fifties who hadn't been horseback riding in ages and who don't want broken bones after all, that's one side of us. Anyways what a treat to be horseback riding, horses are wonderful. The sun finally came out Friday and the temperature approached 70. The fields were as green as could be, full of wildflowers. The woods were green and shady and alive with new undergrowth, full of singing birds and sunlight filtered through the trees. All of a sudden, finally, it really is summertime in Ohio.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 07 Jun 2003

Comments

Kervorkian, my apologies to an imprisoned soul who thinks that choice extends beyond the womb. WOww!! those Michelobs are kicking ass!

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 07 Jun 2003

Comments

The story goes like this, the author shepparded his compaions exit from the mortal plane, and was aghast at any implication of complicity but our governing powers would love to pull a Kevorikian on him.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: New Subject
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

I read a tract written by a loving survivor of intentional suicide that intrigued me beyond belief, when informed of his imminent demise his friend and confidant determined that he would cheat the devil and take matters into his own hand. Compiling a stash of legal and illegal chemicals he concocted a ticket out of here. His lfe companion and best friend was present at his going away and stated that after injecting the potion that hastened his departure the last words were "Well; this ought to be interesting" I, in total support of Oregons right to die laws am appalled at the Feds intrusive entre' into such a sancrosnact act of privacy yet Asscroft is right their once more. Their go those beers again :-)

Name: Carol
EmailAddress: caril@earthlink.net
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

What a journey! before having a real information about a mythical period for me back then , a 15 years okd French hippy fascinated by the Summer of Love and the birth of a radically different lifestyle. At 17 I could hit the road for india searching for Chiranjiva who already left for the bay area. When I came back those, who where old enough to go in India and lived around Chiranjiva and his family were returning from San Francisco where everybody was., Chiranjiva and the Indian family . They were bringing back 'Siva Kalpa" the only document writen by Chiranjiva .. A double page folded in another double page presenting the "Conception of the Foundation of Reveletion'. It's iin thsi latter that i heard for the first time about Morning Star Ranch, Lou and Rena. When I came in San Francisco in 1976 for what was the first Mahamilana ., I met Lou for the first time, he was living in the corner of Scott and the Haight. . We became friend but i never felt to ask him about the communes and I returned in my country whithout any knowledge of these famous communes. At that period we all named Chiranjiva father including Lou. The flow of my life and my aspiration took me back in Scott Street in 1993. Lou came for a visit, he was in search of a kind of remote land , He looked tired but as warm as usual, i was happy to see him I didn't know it will be for the last time. Since then I became a resident of this country. I thought Lou left without sharing with me how was the life in these communes, just because it wasn't the time to talk about it. Today it is no mystery anymore and I want to thank you . You published on the web a tremendous testimony of a world in motion who changed mentalities for ever. For those who know us, the family is still here an recently Don shared with us some impressive stories about Rena Morningstar dear. Maybe she'll remeber these words : " The end is ever in the source inscribed Around the circle never described Time and space and motion sublime Rhythm of Stillness signs the hymn......."

 

 

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

How about a shift in subject:

http://www.daykeeperjournal.com/influences.shtml

Time to check in on the astrology for the month. A lot of info here. I like this site because she always addresses politics as well as more personal possibilities.

And my personal favorite and he's no light weight either:

http://www.freewillastrology.com/

both these sites are worth exploring..and the free will astrology will also put a smile on your face as well as give you something more

 

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

Jag..ok got it.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

Wow! Eileen you've got me questioning my meaning, I could have said Italians, Slavs, Africans, etc. all of which had Hitlers disdain but were not in the immediate fore front of the directives his regime issued. I have strived to be the ultra inclusive in all my dealings with anybody and am deeply sorry if my comments were taken in any other manner.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

I in no way mean to imply that those credentials are anything but representive of us all.

Name: Joe
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

I was 28 when i stared in the FD...I used to repair subway cars before that

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

Jag..Hitler versus Bush. Do we have to make a choice of the lesser of 2 evils being preferable? PS Bush and our gov't are NOT subtle. I understand what you are saying but you have said a few too many things I am stuggling with now..it must be the beer. Yes we're on the same page about the empty Whitehouse.

Oh Joe I had a huge laugh! The expression on your face wasn't quite the picture I had in mind for my poster. Very cool belt buckle, pants and golashes though. That's a long time to be a fireman and I'm with Jag..impressive choice of vocation. How old were you when you started?

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: More Evil
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

Pardon my expounding on the prior subject but 100 degrees and a few Michelobs got me thinking, I would far prefer an evil like Hitler than the subterfuge we have now, In Hitlers world Jews, Unionists, Communists, Gays, Gypsies etc. all got gassed, in todays environment Jews, Unionists, Communists, Gays, Gypsies etc. all get tax breaks. Knowing where you stand can be beneficial to your longevity.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Evil
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen

So right! If health were predicated on your moral status (evil ranking lowest) than the white house would be a desolute place.

Name: Joe
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

Very eloquently stated X lady..... I sent you a picture of me in action in my uniform...lol

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

mmM I've always had a thing for firemen as well. I have often thought a great poster would be a fireman..not unlike Superman. There were some great pictures after the 9/11 that I would have loved to have had without the captions. I know that might seem a little..can't think of the right word..you know, inapporpriate considering all the hurt and loss they went thru. If you think about firemen though, they are the ultimate heros, without being warriors..plus they have to be in shape..WORKS FOR ME! Besides that..I think from my childhood and all the soldiers (I was born in '43) I have a imprint about uniforms..so police, soldiers, even the Buckingham Palace guards and the Highland outfits from Scotland..I'm telling you I am a sucker for uniforms. My girls are onto me and so when necessary I get to talk to the cops (although some of them are Natzis and they don't count). OK the firemans uniforms hardly fill the bill. But there they are with there axes and all smudged up from saving people the yellow duck outfit even looks good. (this is your fault Nicole)

Sickness. Yeah I uesed to think of it in terms as you have presented here Nicole. The thing is, through time I have seen to many people with illnesses that don't fit that kind of pattern. My view and treatment of illness has taken on much broader brush strokes. Bottom line is we have tortured, misused, disrespected and fouled our enviornment. (I don't think I need to list all the ways to this crew).

Everything is connected and we are as much a part of the enviornment as the trees bugs dirt air etc..why do we expect to be healthy? Each person has certain areas of their bodies that are weak and absorb their stress. But it has become much greater than that and we are really just sponges to the imbalance we now live in..and ofcourse it is getting worse. THEREFORE we have to really stay on top of our health pretty much as if we are sick or expect to be. Sound weird? I make colliadal silver and keep it on hand by the pint, food grade peroxide, a stash of herbs for cleanses, metals off my body, organic foods, my zapper and vits and supplements and a strong spiritual practice. If anything going to get me or mine it's going to have to chase us down! I'm not a nice person and am a nest for way to many diseases if your theory holds. I don't think it does..there are too many evil people standing.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

ps, I've always had a thing for firemen...

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

I've had some interesting (albeit depressing) thoughts today re the state of the world...in the 50's it seems the trend was "keeping up with the Joneses" and getting more and more stuff...many women went to work not for the purpose of womens liberation, but simply because they had to in order to pay for all this stuff...greed was becoming ever present...as a result of this I believe the universe (collective conciousness) trying to balance things out...made the prevailing illness cancer. Cancer is greedy devouring everything it can...so this morning I'm thinking about how lying is so prevelant today...and then I thought about my favorite passage from my favorite book "the crock of gold" and he talks about breath being sacred and that to take that breath that gives you life and use it to form a lie is the ultimate horror...and I thought, what is our latest disease disaster...SARS...respitory failer...7 cases in Nassau county here in NY this week...and 40 related cases at a school in Westchester county with 3 deaths...and 3 new ones in San Mateo CA,etc etc etc...anyway, seems an appropriate disease don't you think...

mean while the sun is shining bright and beautiful this June day.

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress: Apology.com
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

Please note:

I have changed The Axis Roll image(s) in The 3rd Page that had a Star of David on them. Inadvertanly, (and though he understands and approves of my spontaneous nature) I have offended a friend of mine in Hungary - and though he knows that I did not mean this intentionally he did bring it to my immediate attention. In his honor and to the honor of all my Jewish friends etal - I most certainly send apologies if my insensitive action.jpg was seen or taken as offensive or otherwise.

The Star(s) have been removed - and will not reappear....

Apologies from the heart

Ed: The 3rd Page

Name: jimpunk
EmailAddress:
Date: 06 Jun 2003

Comments

I don't want to blog - but visit anyway - I like you

http://jimpunk.blogspot.com/

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Joe;

Nothing but total respect for your profession man, the shanghai thing was in the early 70's and I don't know what the drill is now.

Name: Joe
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge and Jag, I was a professional firefghter for 18 years in NYC....structural mostly...the occassional brush fire.....the forced conscription thing had me rolling.....i thought that being shangheid stopped last century....I guess not

Name: gouge
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

 

plans for Guantanamo death camp

 

http://news.com.au/common/story_page/0,4057,6494000%5E401,00.html

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge,I hear ya, a pulaski and a piss-can both work the same no matter whos manning them.

Name: gouge
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

I don't know how 'professional' we were, Jag. Just a bunch of raggedy assed freaks looking for a little excitement. We did manage to contract with the Forest Service, though, and the next year get the coveted 'Hot Shot' rating. We were the 'founding fathers & mothers of that crew(had two women on, which caused much controversy back then. It just wasn't done...) I worked with them only that first season, then hit the road, but the crew is still going, all these years later, the Prescott Hot Shots. Take care...

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: Conscription!!
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge;

Really enjoyed perusing the Hot Shot site, you were a professional fire fighter while my experience was a little different, in Canada while they have no military conscription they do have a law that allows them to "draft" the unwilling in a national emergency such as a forest fire, the most common practice being to pull a paddy wagon around back of the nearest drinking establishment and then send a couple of RCMP's in the front door asking for volunteers when the patrons with good paying jobs head for the back they were given the option of boarding the paddy wagon or fighting a fire, I on the other hand went looking for the ranger station and signed on, you don't need a Social Insurance card to fight a forest fire, the majority of our crew was comprised of the un-willing but the fire was none the less intense.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Nicole,

Damn! If that dude shows up out here I will give him your number.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Nic - in a sense it was 'posed' - because the facial photos (to the best of my knowlege) were all taken at the last supper party as described in the text and somewhat acted out at the time - but the set for the photo was all composed and hyperposed after the real time event. Cool photo eh? It is on the front page of today's Chronicle (Yippie!!) - yet The 3rd Page release (and the earl;ier oops! pre-release) was the virtual debut! :-)

Name: gouge
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Jag, Denman Isle is just south of Courtenay, directly across from Cumberland, Fanny Bay (Vancouver Island). After my firecrew stint I headed up north to help some friends build a cabin back in the middle of nowhere. Just spent about a month or so there, living in a tent, eating smoked salmon from Portugese Joe's (a fisherman on the main isle) and hand cutting shakes with a froe all day. Takes a lot of shakes (shingles) to cover a cabin. Bathing in the lake down the road...idyllic in many ways, tho I kept mostly to myself, as it was made very clear another American wasn't welcome on the island at that time. Spent most of my time with said froe, an axe, cupla dogs and my lady.

Knives...gotta bunch, drawer full. Really like that Leatherman, Nicole. Some Buck hunting knives, a little Kershaw DWO. Lots more... Weapons, hell I got more than Saddam. No, not really. Cupla rifles & shotgun. In the past I hunted, & taught my son to hunt & fish. Thought it was important he know that meat doesn't come from the supermarket...one of those life lessons...now I wear a mala, eat more green stuff than bloody stuff, get kinda choked up when I see a dead bird or stray dogs, so the guns gather dust over the years.

Steve, good luck. I wish you well on your new adventures. Glad you made it to New Mexico, Eileen.

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

"Evidence in Black & White"

by Mort Subiet 2003

http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/bwevidence.html

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Okay Mark, here you go...now if I could just find a photo of mine...


[Click on photo for original, large size, image]

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

McMing..as to blades..you've got it exactly!! Good one. I don't think of my knife as a weapon but as a tool..skinning, cutting food, opening packages, etc. Yet there is a feeling..and old knowledge of it that covers so many lifetimes as much as a weapon as a ceremonial object..a womans blade goes thru so many cultures. It's really part of my skin.

Name: Nik
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond, Did everyone pose for the "last supper" or is it a composite? I am wondering if it's the same Lee Housekeeper I know from 1969...was the road manager for Clear light...and I think now is a public relations guy...do you know?

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Nicole,

I hope that guy shows up pretty soon and if I am ever cornered into wearing a suit it will probably be an Armani.

I haven't owned a personal weapon in my life. I think last gun I fired was an M16 when I was in the Air Force,(1965?) for small arms qualification. I have had some pocket knives but I keep losing them. I don't have any aversion to having a weapon of sorts but I can remember a few instances when I was so ass-backwards and stoned that I am glad I didn't have one at the time.

Name: McMing
EmailAddress: speculative
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

My theory is most of us old anarchists & Diggers are recirculated Samurai's from a prior age .. it's an atavism to want to have steel but not a mistake .. a sword is not just an offensive (as firearms are) but a defensive weapon .. forgive me if this is too primitive for some. It's the cup & blade, friends .. add to that the staff or wand & the pentacles or diamonds & you have the Tarot pack .. the clearest representation to date of the human condition .. & then you know where I live.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

ps great story Jag.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Maybe my man will drive up in a 57 Ford Ranchero, red and white twotone, 292 or 312 Yblock V8, 3spd manual with overdrive (in his t-shirt and levis) and say," come on girl, I wanna try and find a new home for this ol' car cause I got my eye on a nice lil' valiant slant 6 and I'd sure like to have her" and I'll know just where to take him...

my knife of choice these days is a top o' the line leatherman the guy who owns the hardware store in the village gave to me for my birthday last year...can't tell you the amount of times and odd places where some one doesn't say, anyone got a...and I do.

Eileen, thanks for the word of encouragement...I've been thinking about it and everytime I hit a catastrophy I say, oh well another chapter for the book!!

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: relieved
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Right on to Ed .. the octopus will die .. just don't give up the fight !

Name: r n a
EmailAddress: Free Ed Rosenthal!
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

After receiving a symbolic one-day sentence, medical pot activist Ed Rosenthal vows to overturn marijuana laws.

http://www.alternet.org/story.html?StoryID=16089

Viva la force!

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 05 Jun 2003

Comments

Clawdia, you "go" girl!!!

65 Ford Galaxie is THE car we should have been allowed to keep those forever with a vast bunch of unrusted Beetles.

Pegasys combination treatment, about the same as the other, maybe a little milder in some respects except for some extreme headaches. I think there's a learning curve, it only took a very few unsuccessful experiments to remind me what foods and activities just don't go well on this medicine, it's easier in that respect. Yes I'll keep working, financially we don't have much choice. I never took any "family leave" last time but that's still a last resort. I'd already adjusted my work shifts last year to be the easiest possible under the circumstances. They're still too hard but, all in all, it's much better for a person to keep working. I'd still love the people I take care of, and despise the management I work for, if I was 100% well!! Eileen it's so individual, for me I know I can stand these side effects better than the pain and ill effects of hepatitis C, I don't have a clue what's ultimately best.

BUT Ed Rosenthal got a walk from a FEDERAL judge!?!?! There's still hope:)

Name: HM
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Dr. Seuss Meets George Bush http://www.hippiemuseum.org/seuss.html

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge I'm not familiar with Denman Island but spent a lot of time on Vancouver Island and Salt Spring Island, I love Canada and the good times far out weigh the bad, would love to reminiscense cause I spent some great moments in our sister land.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark~

You would be hurtin to see some of the cars that show up in and around garages out here. I know exactly want you mean holding out for the right vehicle. There's no satisfacion with anything less. Will keep my eyes open if you're up for a trip if I find it. No rust out here, that's for sure!!

PS folks.Tthe guy at the Gray Hound bus here saw my knife and pulled out his. Turns out he's a knife maker. Finally found someone that can clean mine up and we can talk the talk. That's a score in itself.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Gouge, I also spent two and a half months by myself (sans compatriots but with a cool crew of locals and native Indians),on a fire the summer prior to the one I just mentioned, in Boston Bar B.C. had a much better experience, and that's how I figured out how to survive when stranded during a hot summer in the north woods.

Name: gouge
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

JAG, you were on a firecrew? '73? me too.

http://www.sover.net/~kenandeb/fire/hotshot.html

that's the crew, years later. Our's was the first in Prescott, 1973. After that season I headed up to BC, Denman Island. Americans were not very welcome at that time. (carried a Swiss Army in a belt pouch. still have it)

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen,

Hey, what great response to the question of belonging. I have very similar feelings and they tend to step on each other regularly. I have been very busy today, making a huge supply of gumbo for a thang this weekend. I want to collect my thoughts and talk so more about your post but I gotta think on it awhile. I also have to part ways with my beloved 65 Ford Galaxie as I am hurting bad for a pickup. I have to get some stuff done and being truckless has become a liability. I almost scored one in Scottsdale, a beautiful thing, but it was on Ebay and I lost out. I found another in San Antonio that I am watching but it may go out of my level of funding. Being the trucking soul you are I think you can appreciate my pickyness when it comes to these things. You wouldn't have a 57 Ranchero or a 66 Ford F100 shortbed layed away somewhere would you? I mean since we are calling for stuff this is minor shit when comes to asking for human companions.

Let's see... 57 Ford Ranchero, red and white twotone, 292 or 312 Yblock V8, 3spd manual with overdrive, no damn RUST!, doesn't look good in an Armani suit (sorry Nicole)but levis and tshirts work, dual exhaust with a lowdown soulful sound, lowered a touch with that classic in-the-weeds stance, not too pretty or shiny and just kind of dusty with a few scars here and there to testify to its experience but very usable. Hey, that ain't much to ask, is it?

Name: Jag
EmailAddress: The way of the knife
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Edison, British Columbia, 1973

After spending 3 weeks on a forest fire fight my two friends and I take refuge in the local hotel for a room, bath, tall and cold schooners, and a meal,in that order. While in the hotel pub waiting for our meal, the cold ones in our eager grasp, and spelling each other on bath time we are talking a blue streak and reminiscing as three dirty and tired a bunch of vagabond hitch-hikers Alaska bound are wont to do. The words are flying and invectives are mounting, fuck this and bullshit that are among a few choice comments and we are having a great time on the group W bench until a voice from the other side of the bar shouts "Quit yer cussin my old lady don't like it!" Looking over the two of us (our third companion availing himself of a bath) politely apologise and speak in a softer tone, I tell the barkeep next time around to buy a round for the offended table which he gathers up and proffers saying "This is from those long hairs over there" nodding in our direction,"I won't drink their fucking money" is a unanimous refrain from their table and I believe I said "what kinda bullshit is that?"

Well in a heartbeat four behemoth loggers shouting "Who said bullshit!"jump to their feet in defense of their offended spouses and advance on us, our third compadre is just walking in and wet hair flying assumes the worst and places himself in the fore and reaches for the hunting knife we all carried in a sheath at our sides. I can see this is gonna be ugly cause the rest of the establishment is on their feet and the mood is decidedly anti hippie and fuck the out of towners who just spent the last three weeks defending their village from a fiery conflagration. The word De-nut is being bandied about by a few and I had heard one hard core logger on the fire fight talk about just this happening to an earlier long haired transgressor which didn't bode well for us.

Expecting an ignomious and brutal confrontation we all stand and await the onslaught, me, being more than a little emboldened by lager, push forward and stick my chin into the fore front and shout "Either take your best shot or the fucking knives come out!" This actually stopped the mad rush to violence and one of the crowd shouted "Get the fuck out of town or we will bloody kill you!" Well to make a long story shorter we took'im up on the offer of a respite and with our room rent still good for the night we promptly gathered our packs and hit the pavement.

Believe it or not we got a ride in about a half hour, while the populace glared all the while, with a long haired compatriot with a sheet of blotter in a bible who shared his wares and that was another story with a much happier ending (shit faced grins into the night!)

I can't tell you how important those knives were!!

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: armed
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Same here .. old small Swiss Army knife .. everywhere .. go figure .. {I like the church key feature} ..

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Well the spiritual masses obviously do not understand the mind of a cat. One does not move the litter box and food and think that's enough of a message. In fact that was kind of dumb without spraying down the whole area with clorax and then some..and then showing her with some of her shit left in the box where she was to go next. Not good to mess with a church cat.

No knife? Everytime I travel mine gets taken from me and it just tweeks me out. Would you believe they searched us from top to bottom at Albq. Gray Hound! I have this really great (and sharp) small WWll knife I picked up in Eugene at a knife show (that was my gift to myself for that nonsensical end of the trip) and almost missed my bus making sure they packaged it up to send back to Taos. Can I tell you how naked I feel without a knife?! Can't they just look at me and go, "you're cool, go ahead on"? Such BS

Nicole it will come. I wrote a piece calling on my man and it took way longer than at the time I had wished. But when he showed up it was well worth the wait and somewhere down the line I suddenly remembered the words I had said..I want a spirit man..hawk over his head....I can't remember the rest. But to get certain alighments there's a whole lot that has to come into place. I wasn't asking for something simple..and neither are you. It has given me faith in those calls that come from so deep in us. Now it is done. But I got all I had asked for and I feel complete. Now the rest can come as it will..or not. But now I know how it happens. PS If you are not writing a book you should be. Your writing is brilliant. You are brilliant and you do surprise me over and over.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

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That was one hell-of-a-cup-of-coffee. Hey, I just witnessed a spirital up-rising. (their's; not mine.)...Clawdia the Church Cat got 86ed from the office a for retalitory shitting session after the christians had removed her litter box, food and water. Buckley ended his tenure after chasing a suspected crack head out of the bathroom with a short length of 2x4 stud, which the dude was begging to be clubbed with. (he thought that Buck was on staff). Seeing Buckley's walking tall routine made me proud of the Irish. Buck was on thin ice since taking a mop handle after a dude a few months ago. I might nick-name hime "Pine-Top". I for the most part have been floating past the freaks as if Im' invisible. I no longer feel naked without a knife. Its an odd feeling. I think that I morphed in so many indescribable ways since I logged on a year ago in June. Get this, Mr. Jimmy the mad street prophete made an odd showing and is a shoe-in for his old job back...(sexton)...that moon in Cancer was somethin. Im' getting out none-too-soon. Its a straight shot by bus all the way to Calais. Bennington had prospects but lacked a border and a coast line. (as in: the "Edge of the Edge"). I passed on giddy terror with the Queen of Static Cling (Lorraine)... aint it the way???...just too old to handle the rejection, anger and detatchment game. Did any one win???...(or should I say lose??).. Back in a few ya'll.

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress: letters@spiritone.com
Date: 04 Jun 2003

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Bravo!!!

And now - The 3rd Page is proud to release

"Ed' Rosenthal's Last Supper"

by

Robert Altman

Please click the + in the bottom left corner of this 3rd Page

http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/Testpg3.html

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Ed Rosenthal was sentenced to one day in prison this morning in court and then set free.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

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Nic - Wherever 'he' might be - the here and now, the now and then or in the ether - "He" is a very lucky man........* and who needs to get on his horse and find you in the moment or 'he' is a fool.......

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress: wishfulthinking@whereintentiongoesenergy.flows
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Forgive me this indulgence my dear friends...but I've been thinking about our ability to manifest the things we need...about bringing people into our sphere of daily living...I decided today to put into the ether ...so here it is...(the first paragraph is a snipit of a reoccurring dream I have had over the years......it maybe should have been posted on the free store...)the second is what it is I'm looking for

I dreamed about you last night…I knew it was you. We were laughing and we felt so comfortable with each other. I never saw your face…I never do…I saw your hair last night…it was thick and tosseled somewhat…we were in the car laughing . I liked it. I liked it very much. Where are you?

It’s 6:30, I’m going to his house to cook the Salmon he brought back from a fishing trip in Wyoming…I’ve been out in the garden at my house picking lettuce and tomatoes for a salad. When I arrive at his place, I can hear him playing the piano…he has asked a couple of his friends to come have dinner and play some music. He says to me, ”I’ve written a song about you. I’ll play it for you one day” We’re looking forward to salmon, good wine…and good friends. I like that about him…he’s a bit aloof. He’s 5’11, but seems like 6’2”, because he carries himself so upright. Square shouldered, long legged and fit. Muscular but not a hard body…perfect. He’ll throw on levis and a t-shirt as easily as an Armani suit. He’ll suggest we go play pool at Doc Holidays’ or do dinner and the opera at Lincoln Center. “Let’s go walk around Soho”, or” Can you take Monday off? I have to go to San Francisco and thought you might like to come…” Very spontaneous…but dead serious about what ever he’s working on…and focused like a drone bee, getting pollen to the hive. and makes me feel I’m the queen bee…with out being at all jealous of the other workers. Because in fact, I am committed to him but I don’t have to be all over him for him to know this…I understand if another woman flirts with him, after all, I think he’s amazing, why wouldn’t someone else… He doesn’t have to call me everyday…he sends a quick e-mail and I’m happy. He’s well read and well liked. He’s well known and knows well… He won’t necessarily tell me he loves me…he’ll come up behind me when I’m gardening and ask about what I’m doing. He likes working in the garden. He’s as independent as I am… He’s a writer and a carpenter, and a fisherman, and a welder…he can ride a horse and he can sing and he is easy going…and I will find him or he will find me. He will try rollerblading…he rides a bike. He’ll come to Kit and Susans with me…I’ll meet his family too. He’ll like Danny and Peter and Johnny…and they’ll all like him. Jeramiah will say to me…”It’s about time Mom.” He needs his solitude…he doesn’t want to be with me 24/7…this is a good thing…and we both like to stir things up a bit now and then.

 

 

Name: FYI Service
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

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Protesting the 'secret police' in Seattle

http://www.guardian.co.uk/uslatest/story/0,1282,-2746303,00.html

Name: patrick
EmailAddress: banished to the library
Date: 04 Jun 2003

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My computer is still down. ay get it back later today. My you all have been busy. STEVE- Have fun in Maine. One of my favorite summer places. OHIO GIRL- Glad to here you started your new txment.One of the managers at the hospital I used to work at completed a years course on Pegasys he is doing great. He worked the whloe time. I worked full time during my treatment also doing patient care.It was tough. I put my private practice on hold at that time. Now that I,m better I got the hell outta the box (Nervous Hospital) and now work less and see only private clients.My wife is a nurse and she is also expected to do everything, Take all responsability, and pretend the Doctors are most important. Take care of yourself. Later, Patrick

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Nicole..I like your vision. And your brother is so fortunate to have found work that sounds so right for him.

I like living in a group situation too..I just haven't figured out how to do it yet. I am not extremely flexiable..but I have definitely mellowed and improved my attitude. BUT the inner city kids would have the mean aunt out in me PDQ. You can do the kid thing. Just keep them corraled to the east side of the land. We could offer classes of some sort. Miranda wants a kiln and to do her ceramics and I want to do dyeing and silk screen. I could see that offered since we're going to be doing it anyway. How about tanning and drum and rattle making, and painting on occasion?

I just need to be able to drop in and and drop out. But that's the way I want to do things anyway. I have this weird thing..It's kind of like parralle play that children do..where they play next to each other rather than with each other. I want to do things around other people, but I don't want to be required to interact. If I'm not messed with I sometimes will slowly move into the situation. Ariel says I'm shy (would you believe?!) I just always thought I was cranky.

Ha. I like the idea of AA meetings (do they really work?. Would maybe keep the drinkers at bay. It's a pretty open problem here.

At some point in the next few yrs there will be another timber harvest and I will have the money for land. This is not just a pipe dream and will not take saving money to put it together..although it will take making money to hold it together. I need that time to get my bearings here and put this idea together. I am asking for all thoughts and dreams on this.

Long hair is welcome. Yes things..and we have changed. There are lots of men from the '60s that grew their hair again..some would do us all a favor and give it up! Plus someones version of the '60s is in style. God if I were only still designing. I still have some of my home made patterns.

Yeah Tomas..I think we've all gotten more tolerant and certainly have learned how to live with others better. I don't think women are feeling the need to be so heavy any longer about creating their place. It's not so much in question as it was back then..at least not in my world.

Ohio Girl..bummer. I still wish you would take a breather and do some of the cleanses I suggested. But it sounds like you are on a mission. I do hope it works this time.

 

Name: quickmorph
EmailAddress: hair fear
Date: 04 Jun 2003

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So after 35 years I grew out a nice long ponytail. No one seemed to mind...even deep in the bowels of corporate america where I spend my time. But still, walking down the street I kept expecting to hear the "hippie faggot" taunts that were so popular in the late sixties. Totally irrational.

Instead, kids started addressing me differently...."sure, man"...."ok, man". Stuff like that. But all those years of being hassled by cowboys and hardhats so long ago seemed to have left their mark. I couldn't shake that paranoia, even as a 50+ suburban dad. Kind of interesting the way it all came back...and pretty silly too.

And when I cut it off recently the only reaction I got from the clean-cut corporate types was "awww...you cut your hair. Howcome?" I guess a few things really did change.

Ohio Girl -- How are the side-effects from Pegasys? I've heard that they're pretty much the same, just not as often since you only inject it once a week. Good luck with it!!!

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

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I have always liked living in a group situation...for many reasons and it may stem from being one of a family of 9...and being extremely flexible made it easy for me. My thoughts over the past several years had been to have a camp grounds somewhere...to have a garden anyone could be involved in...there would be a lodge for gatherings and music and meals...I even thought about having AA meetings once a month as a deterent to drunken hunters...and as I have been nomadic all of my adult life, moving every few years even with in the same town...the idea of a camp grounds with ever changing faces and stories passing through appeals to me. It is not an outlandish idea that several of us or families of us could do something like this and have it be a viable income producing ecological and educational camping experience for the public and a viable life style for us...just a thought...with the possibilty of many things...my brother for instance is an outfitter and fly fishing instructor...he takes hunters out but they can only shoot with cameras...and you can have inner city kids come...I know I want to do this...it is what I'm trying to make and save money for...any thoughts on this?

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress: on the road to somewhere
Date: 04 Jun 2003

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What happened was, after feeling like I'd literally been dunked into the fountain of youth, feeling physically and mentally 100 percent wonderful, the hepatitis C relapsed. Scary stuff came back such as not being able to speak clearly not to mention physical problems. My doctor sent me to a specialist in Cleveland (hepatologist whereas my doctor is a gastroenterologist) for a consultation and their opinion was for me to go back on the treatment with the newer version, the "Pegasys" combination treatment, 48 weeks of which I have 43 to go. They decided I have too many problems from this illness and from my own instincts about what I was experiencing, I agreed. The specialist says a relapse still means you can be cured, if I had never responded to the medicine at all that would be a different story. So that's what's up with me, I guess. Oh well. This afternoon I'm going horseback riding with a friend from work, this will be for the first time in 20 years or so, I remember because my younger child was around 5 years old last time, what a little hothead he was, he got ticked off at the horse!! In other words I'm trying to stay cheerful. Peace

Name: Tomas
EmailAddress: tomas@laurelrose.com
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

There are creatures like my self that absorb the Alfa female. We let them howl and scream, point and push. A lot of the females at Morningstar were that way. They had a mind of their own and wanting the world to approve of their ways. They had had enough of the world dominated by the man. "Screw you!" they yelled, "I am living my own way!" Laurel is that way and most of the other females at Morningstar were that way. As a man I learned to see, to absorb. I was patient, I was quiet. Now my ego writes and my will is strong. I still need the patients to understand other strong willed human beings. We need to understand, to see the verbal shouts that come out, and to listen. To listen, that is very hard, as an ego I want to say something but I should not. To see other as alive… to let them be… let see the sun… they are there…we see… … your point of view is what you see… My ability to see you is in my mind….. sometimes I do not like what I see… but tought shit. Life is that way. We always seem to compromise….

One thing nice about this website is that we do understand. We have lived that life and we live that life.

Our world is our home. The sun warms our hearts.

 

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 04 Jun 2003

Comments

Mmm Mark. Good question. Sorry..I know will not be a short answer. I have chewed on this issue probably all of my life. Coming across the desert this last trip I once again found myself going over it. This idea of belonging has frankly been a problem for me all my life. For some reason I have never been able to find my nitch with others of a group comfortably no matter how hard I have tried. I've always been a bit strange..even with the strangest. I can't even live with a mate comfortably for goodness sake. I have all but given up wanting to be amoung others rather than be hurt trying.

I started thinking about the nomads in the desert having a thing or two to teach us..I mean it was 111 degrees + that day and I was thinking about the music actually, that comes out of the Stans and how suited and necessary it is to have a way to keep the desert from swallowing a persons sanity and entire identity. I was thinking of the nomad tents and all it takes to move as a group like that. That progressed to thoughts of the gypsies..at least some notion I have created of them and what it must be like to have a tribe that can move together and what it must be like to have such a strong identity as a people and be able to recognize one another. It made think how much I wish I could find my own "kind"..I know they must be out there. It was like when I found out what the Diggers were about, it was instant recognition. But yeah..we weren't short of ego battles and politics. So coming full circle..

I looked long and hard after the farm in Penn. fell apart for me, at what the difficulties had been in all the communes and what might be done differently. Because very few of them made it more than a few yrs. First off, space is essential. I noticed over crowding a house or a place, really maxed out everyones good will pretty quickly. The kitchen becoming a battle ground. The I Ching says if folks are in accord spiritually all cause for problems is already fixable..or something like that. The way it finally worked out in my mind is everyone needs their own space/house and the only rules are don't hurt the land and if your going to fight, I don't want to hear it. A communal garden would be great but not required..as well as communial meals. A spiritual compatability is a huge help. I still don't know anything about intentional communities and how they are fairing. I know there are enough places that have passed the time test there must be some useful info. It seems having a way to make money from something done together at the place can be a more cohesive factor as well.

I just know I'm so damn bossy I need enough room and the guiding vision of the place to be clear, and shared enough I'm not driving myself and everyone nuts.

In the end, not all of us are of wolf mentality. And I'm still not sure what creature I am yet. And you? What are you, do you suppose? Do you wish for a community but know you're not suited for that or have you just not needed it? I thought the IDEA of Olema was the perfect answer to us restless folks by being a Way Station. That way we got it all. Both the place and the outside action. I think there is something to it that could still work.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Sorry, I should of spell checked. It should read "not just belonging in general"

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Eileen,

Here is a quote from Freeman House's book Totem Salmon. (pg. 158)

"Belonging," writes Paul Shepard, building on psychologist Erik Erikson's work, "is the pivot of life, the point at which selfhood becomes possible---not jut belonging general, but in particular. One belongs to a universe of order and purpose that must initially be realized as a particular community of certain species in a terrain of unique geology."

I haven't been a great fan of "belonging" since I was a kid as it seemed a subjugation (sp) of the self. This has often run interference in my ability to reconcile the paradox of self and community. It always seemed to me that as soon as a committee or community was realized the political shit would hit the fan. What do you make of this?

Name: Donna
EmailAddress: tenantsrights@sbcglobal.net
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Hey I worked with the Diggers in 1966 & 1967 to serve food in the Haight Ashbury panhandle when they lived on Central St. Love to find old friends from 1966 - 1972 there.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Ah you're a quick one Hammond. Funny guy. Yeah it would make a good if not accurate title to all my writing that went down the drain with that event last yr. Kind of took the air out of my writing for awhile after that.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Eileen: "Computer Fried Prose" now there's a good title for a book -0 didnt you say you had one sittin around in your vault?

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Mary and friends..Ok here's the story:

"Wear Sunscreen" was written by Mary Schmich, a columnist for the Chicago Tribune. Originally printed in a newspaper column, this now famous poem was e-mailed around the world, identified as an M.I.T. commencement speech by author Kurt Vonnegut. The false attribution was never explained, but the poem became an Internet favorite; it was later set to music and released on an album by Australian director Baz Luhrmann.

http://www.webmonkeydean.com/dean/quotes_wearsunscreen

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

Mary~ That is very odd. I know it as a commencement speech and at the moment I can't recall by whom. (I just hate that!) But will see if my brain might let that piece of info loose. I had that piece stored a few yrs back on my other computer before it fried.

Name: Mary
EmailAddress: mary1song@aol.com
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

That last post of mine is a poem by Mary Schmich turned into a song and amended by a friend of ours(yours) who wishes to remain anonymous

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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http://www.darpa.mil/ That is definately Orwellian in tone and concept, I had to look and Lo and behold they are proud of this research! Here is their site

Name: gouge
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

good stuff, Hammond.

Careful what you Google...

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Nic - Hummmm....."true?" - well yes and no - yes DARPA is in the process doing this - in order "to find terrorists" - and The Diary is indeed real - part of a thinktank thing the Pentagon is calling "LifeLog" - and they do assure 'us' that this incoming system will not be used against 'us' - only "terrorists" But is my piece "true?" - again yes and no - in that I have projected the developing system into the moment of here and now and take some artistic liberty - but not much.......

DARPA IS EVIL! - This my friends is very true......

 

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond, Jaysus, what's next??? Minority Report for real???? great reporting...but is this true...with what my "friend" tells me from time to time...I believe it completely...I've said it before and I'll say it again, from a womans point of view...hand maids tale...just give us our own austrailia...or not

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

CounterPunched (today)

"Stepping into Some Deep Darpa"

http://www.counterpunch.org/guthrie06032003.html

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

Ohio Girl..you should be getting the Saint award for the work you are doing! I do know how hard it can be on all levels and the last thing you need are complications and then having to listen about them..both equally as bad.

How's your health? Was the treatment worth it? Are you in the clear..at least enough? Are you still having "side effects"?

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

Hi Eileen, Hi Steve! It's good to see your words here. Yes didn't it used to be simpler to see the path. Or so it seemed. I had a horrific night at work last night, I love my job but at the same time often hate the working conditions, I'm not even physically all the way up to this job and the company just screwed us over big-time switching to a different health insurance company in the middle of the year. Seems like the path glints and gleams through a maze of complications, flashes of beauty almost buried in red tape. I wish I didn't have to stop in order to smell the roses. Oh well we know what we are trying for anyways. Peace

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

Hi Nicole~

Yes I totally agree with you about walking the right path. It's not selfish..it's absolutely necessary. Then you're useful whereever you are and perhaps the idea of being at the right place at the right time is real. I mean something has to make sense of our being here besides surviving or just playing around. My thoughts have been for some time leaning more and more to a safe place for others to come. For now I'm scared this morning and worry about finding a job. I was thinking about you having found work that at least sounds good. But I have had in my minds eye for some time a rather large piece of land where friends and family can come and build their own place. I guess it's my communial roots calling. That, and finding myself stranded and being blown away there was no place friendly to go. If you know what I mean. That shouldn't be the way things are. More and more I yearn for the craziness, the loose ends and the unknown that we were willing to leap into with one another. I mean the best of it ofcourse..and there were some really creative times. When I read Pams piece about New Mex it all came rushing back how totally nuts we all were and so willing to follow our dreams together. I feel a need of prying the corners loose.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Nic - Hummm.... that is what I suspected. Carnivorous indeed! Stew and I will investigate....

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Eileen, not too long ago there was an article in a major new paper publication about mega companies in the U S buying up water rights in South America...with Bechtal corp investing in things like piping and anything water transporting equipment...so rather than invest money into way of fixing the problem...they'll simply move on to the clean spot they can bully. it's so annoying and maddening and stupid.

I think the only thing to do is continue to try and get to that place in my life where I know I'm walking the right path...and MY world will be okay no matter what else happens...I don't mean that in a selfish way...it's hard to explain, but I'll bet i'm not alone here on that one...

 

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

Oh My gosh I finally dug in a little deeper and just found everyones writing (frmo the last link posted). I have to say I am moved to tears. I am so glad (again) to be in such good company!

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

Mark~ thank you for that hopeful update on SF.

It's the overcrowding that concerns me in cities and towns. I have nothing per se against cities..I've done my time there and loved it. But I've watched the changes in many places I have lived. It's pretty basic. Families have families have families..and that's not to mention further influx..often Californians considered the unwelcome intruders, as "foreigners" are.

Albq and Las Vegas are spreading across the desert for instance..there are no natural boundaries. You have to see it I guess to understand how bizarre that is. And the strain on the water supply is being talked about, but the spreading out continues as they continue to also make lawns and golf courses. What kind of mind is that??

In SF many families are crowding into one house with several generations represented. Not that that's necessarily a bad thing. But it can get testy when too many people are trying to get along in such close confines..if anyone wants to remember living communially for a moment. Towns often are not adding more houses or apartments and the rents go up as fewer places are avaiable. Perhaps I/we are spoiled and have had too much space all along..if there is such a thing as "too much space".

But I'm telling you water is going to be the straw that breaks the camels back. Even in Ft Bragg they were saying they needed water from the Eel River..and that river has already been terribly depleted. That kind of blows my mind anywhere on the west coast is saying there's not enough water. Out here people use cisters more and more..which really captures my Road Warrior imagination and I don't understand why they are used so little elsewhere, at least for non personal use. I know water in S CA has a big problem with more and more salt in it.

Yrs ago a psychic said water would become as valuable as gold..I'd say we're about there. Who'd ever drempt we'd be buying water in bottles at the store and the rivers would all be poluted! blah blah blah blah blah This is just stuff that has been on my mind for a long time and every once in awhile I need to say it again. I don't know I have anything useful to add but to say this is a red flag I pull out of my pocket occasionally..for what it's worth. I think those that figure out their own water situation are going to be ahead of the game..cause this can't go on the way it is.

Obviously I'm not the only one concerned about this. If one searches "our water" the list of interests is heartening. For myself, when I get the chance again the have my own home and land this issue will be right up there with solar. I love a good challenge. This is why, besides esthetics I choose to live as far as I can from citys. Folks are sitting ducks, without contoll over their utilities.

sure wish there was a spell check

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

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Mark, thank you...that was one of those pieces that came out in one swell foop...one breath of thought...in the middle of the night...after a conversation with him.

Hammond, he is embedded...right there in yr neighborhood...with carnivore, the tracking system.

Name: Maui knows
EmailAddress: another passing
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

Bob Stubbs died recently. He owned the Phoneix on Haight Street.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 03 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen,

SF is transforming (being overrun) but with some measure of integrity. Immigration has wiped out some of the familiar neighborhoods, the dot.dumb bust showed it's thin motives, and "gentrification" is the term these days. But music, art and diversity are still the core of it's identity. LA is far behind probably never to catch the move of real progress. LA is worn out. That doesn't even address the valley, or as they like to call it "the inland empire". As you said, it is fearsomely ill leaving memories and mythology to hold up the cartoon of what a cartoon it was. San Francisco has possibilities of becoming a prototypical green urban center that is needed in a future of sustainable urban environments. I think even in the most pure anarchistic vision that we need centers of commerce and discourse. San Francisco has a soul. Municipal buildings converting to solar power, constant battling over green transport, and having an energetic if not explosive city political environment allowing for big progressive changes. I mean capitalist gangs still roam boardrooms and political lunch spots but nothing stays the same, it can certainly get very bad but it can also show real clues to the future.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Yes Mark~I have a sense of what you mean about the remanents of the Old Times in LA..although it was never my stomping grounds. SF is starting to be overcome and I look for what I remember thru layers. But the land boundaries contoll a certain amount of what's possible. I think at a certain age (eh hem, such as our own) we finally step over the line into the next era and what we knew of a place becomes precious, and held alive more in thought than reality, as more cement, smog and uban renewal take over. No stopping "progress"..wonder who came up with that choice phrase? The thing I continue to chew on is exactly WHO'S idea this is, this is progress? And why does it have to be so ugly? LA has become fearsomely ill. It makes me think of Ariels description of India's air. At least India I would guess has something exotic left about it. Southern CA is just damn nasty. But as we talked about earlier I guess it comes down to one's frame of reference.

Name: James R. Davis
EmailAddress: james.davis@coconutcomm.com
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Hello all,

Darn, sorry for the false start and the prior blank message. Also sorry for that hugh paragraph. Here it is again spaced out.

I'd like to collect actual recollections about the Blue Unicorn on Hayes St. in the Haight-Ashbury are of S.F. What do you recall about the activities there and when (what years) they occurred? What do you recall about the proprietors? Is anyone old enough on this guestbook to remember ... ah... this place?

Maybe a few parameters might help. When did it start? When did it close? Who were the proprietors and when were they there?

 

Here a few bits and pieces I have found so far.

In 1962 Sheila McCafferty has a restraunt or sandwich shop where the Blue Unicorn was later located. She may now live in East Bay maybe Castroville. She closed and the Blue Unicorn was openned by Stubbs in 1963.

Bob Stubbs had a store on Frederick and moved to Hayes. [I wonder if his store on Frederick was also called the Blue Unicorn?]

In my address book is says The Blue Unicorn Coffee & Book Shop (with Book crossed off), 1927 Hayes St. (Ph SK2-6710) and the proprietor was Bob Stubbs and I'd say this was about 1963 or 1964. I observed incense sticks and chess boards there when I visited. You could buy coffee and sandwiches at the counter. Politics was discussed. There was a bulletin board. Some writers called the B.U. the first Coffee Shop in the area. [I wonder if this was true?]

Poetry was read at the Blue Unicorn on Wednesday nights for some time.

Musicians also played B.U. and learned their trade.

Budding artistss drew murals and portraits on the walls.

Graffiti was densely packed on the bathroom walls.

Some people used this for a mailing address away from home and could come back once in awhile to pick up their mail.

Sometimes people were allowed to stay over night at the B.U. when there was no where else to stay.

Marijuana use started in in Haight Ashbury in 1965 with LSD shortly thereafter. Stanford had been testing LSD since about 1961.

In September 1965 the San Francisco Examiner had an article on the Blue Unicorn and the author used the term hippie. The Health Department closed the Blue Unicorn in Septemrber 1965.

Peter Cosgrove, a tall Irishman, worked the counter at the Blue Unicorn for some time.

The Psychedelic Shop existed from January 1966 to October 1967.

The Summer of Love happened in 1966, I believe.

The Oracle published 12 issues from September 1966 to February 1968.

In November 1966 the guy behind the counter at the B.U. was Herb. Another person said Herb and Ann took over before 1967.

Musicians were still playing at the B.U. in 1967.

There is a Blue Unicorn Journal. (Poetry) I think it started about 1977. Might there be a connection between it's founders and the Coffee Shop? [Does this journal still exist?]

After Bob Stubbs sold the Blue Unicorn he had another shop. (The Phoenix, head shop). The Phoenix was at maybe 1377 Haight. Below or near The Oracle. I have a little more on this place but I can leave it till later.

If you actually met and knew poets, artists, musicians who succedded and got their start or enhanced their skills in Haight Ashbury please feel free to do some name dropping. Maybe I can add to this later if this proves to be of interest.

Hope to hear from you, Jim

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Eileen,

I have been meaning to post something about your observations returning from Long Beach but have too much on my mind right now. It falls into the category of urban bioregions or green cities. Peter Berg paints LA as a giant Intensive Care Unit patient hooked with tubes and wires stretching out all over the globe to keep it alive. Kind of like Japan. But bad as it is, I still have moments down there sliding along Sunset up from the beach and down into Beverly Hills on warm day that make me feel like the old California. Just remants of what was I guess. At least folks in LA can drive reasonably. I am beginning to understand why some drive damn Hummers up here in the Bay Area, it is just nuts. Crash and burn.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Yeah Steve! That's exciting about yout move. Oooh I pray things will go easier for you than they did for us and the place just says YES! Do keep us posted.

HI Mark. I'm not really here tonight..just whizzing by. That's about the extent of my computer time lately. Quickies. But I'm around. Sorry you're having a tooth grinder.

 

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

I was wondering who is the "master-mind" might i say behind this webpage? I'm using some of the information in a report and i'm currently writing the works cited page. thanks.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Sorry, I was so sideways I forgot Nicole.

Nicole,

The piece you wrote for Coyote is transforming. I wish I had a better talent for turning over the shit and learning the lessons.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Steve,

I am here, fire at will.

Hammond,

Thanks for the info on the 3rd page. I sent links off to relatives, ought to be a tense or at least talkative Father's day reunion. Ah, the long stoked fires that burn in backroom.

I am having one of those "I HAVE TO GET THE FUCK OUTA HERE!" evenings. I will do some yoga stretching, think of the positive aspects of it all and try to sleep tonight. No fucking singing.

Name: Steve
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Im' stepping out for a cup of the best coffee in New York,.. back in NY second. Dont let me down.

Name: steve
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Uh... this is gettin' spooky.

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

I quit .. too fast, no chance to correct .. byyyee

Name: McMing
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

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Name: McMingus
EmailAddress: unsentimental
Date: 02 Jun 2003

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Name: Steve
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Ah... is that a sign James????

Name: James R. Davis
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

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Name: Steve
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Its a done deal. Im' headed up to Calais Maine on the 7th of July. I dont know a soul in town (if there are any). I E-Mailed a local bank up there and will arive w/ the proper form to swing my checks via Direct Deposit. All the signs point to it. It feels good.

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Nic - Hummmm.... a likely story with no basis re: his computer unless it is an embedded computer - and you know where that might be..... who knows......

Name: The 3rd Page
EmailAddress: letters@spiritone.com
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

The

[Summer ReIssue Update]

of The 3rd Page is now online!

http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/Volume2.html

Name:
EmailAddress: But it can
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Novel by Sinclair Lewis, published in 1935. It is a cautionary tale about the rise of fascism in the United States. During the presidential election of 1936, Doremus Jessup, a newspaper editor, observes with dismay that many of the people he knows support the candidacy of a fascist, Berzelius Windrip. When Windrip wins the election, he forcibly gains control of Congress and the Supreme Court, and, with the aid of his personal paramilitary storm troopers, turns the United States into a totalitarian state. Jessup opposes him, is captured, and escapes to Canada.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Hey Mary..you need to give credit where credit is due on that great post.

Name: Silent Steve
EmailAddress: almost gone....
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Class...Class!!!...achtung Class!!!...Children, always question authority only after you question the authority of the fucker that told you to question authority. (other wise you could one day find yourself laying in the center of the 49th St. & 5th Ave. intersection like a big blob of human cholesteral clogging up the main artery of a living city. Peace???..ya;..Im' begining to see the light. End War??...hell; we (I) dont know what war is....Hmmm...war;..there's a war in my head. Now peace,...I got loads of it. From here on out its just me , three coins and the book of changes. (oh, did I mention those SSI checks?)...Hey Mary,..I got soft in S.F. and hard in NYC,...am I a soft hardy or a hard softy, and if im' one or the other; which holds better prospects??... Im' serious. I tell ya folks; with the book of changes, ive' been guided by the I Ching to renounce established religion along with the hordes who hypocritically adhear to it and I now see what is; not what I want to see. (that turns that one scary thing per day into 24/7)... aint it the way Mary???) P.S. I just became my father, my son, my mother, my brother, my daughter, my sister, my wife, and above all (or in there somewhere)..the man that I was always meant to be. I wish that I could take credit for it. I am a family. (the family that Ive' searched 1/2 century for??)... Thanks ya'll. P.S.s. Im' dropping the "Silent" handle. Silence speaks for it self. Trust me. Later. (and then some)

Name: gouge
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

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"Orwell in 1948 understood that despite the Axis defeat, the will to fascism had not gone away, that far from having seen its day it had perhaps not yet even come into its own -- the corruption of spirit, the irresistible human addiction to power, were already long in place, all well-known aspects of the Third Reich and Stalin's U.S.S.R., even the British Labour party -- like first drafts of a terrible future. What could prevent the same thing from happening to Britain and the United States? Moral superiority? Good intentions? Clean living?"

From Thomas Pynchon's introduction to Orwell's '1984'

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

...yeah Mary !!!!

Name: Mc M
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

One more and I'll let it go .. one player I'm sad is gone is the late John Fahey, once of Takoma Park, Maryland .. later an Oregonian .. a true guitar wizard, and sorely missed.

Name: McMing
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Great post, Mary.

Best advice : sing every day. Even if others tell you to quit. Sooner or later, you'll get better. And the human voice, speaking or singing -- is the strongest instrument we've got.

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Hammond, did you get the message finally...from my friend... it was a paper about impeaching Bush, he wanted it broadcast, but said he couldn't do it from his own computer...h-m-m-m

Name: Hammond
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks Mark - Damn! no Portland show...... My envy is drooling......

Enjoy!!!

Name: Mary
EmailAddress: mary1song@aol.com
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

 

And dont eat yellow snow

But trust me on the sunscreen.

-Mary Schmich

Name: Hammond & Stew
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

CounterPunched Today - (with a combined effort )

"HUAC 58 Years Lettter"

http://www.counterpunch.org/guthrie06022003.html

 

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Here is the current Arthur Lee and Love website with touring schedule and also the booking agency that represents them.

 

http://www.lovewitharthurlee.com/

 

http://www.theagencygroup.com

 

 

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Nicole didn't mean to dampen your spirit with that last post, I just heard the news and am freaking outraged, but let summer blossom!! Peace

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

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Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

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Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

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U.S. FCC Loosens Media Ownership Limits

Heres a "It can't happen here" moment, the FCC has approved single ownership policy for multi-media congolmerates in all fields.

"Communications regulators on Monday narrowly approved sweeping new rules that will allow television broadcasters to expand their reach, despite fears about reducing the diversity of viewpoints."

"The Republican-led Federal Communications Commission voted 3-2 to allow the broadcast networks to own television stations that reach 45 percent of the U.S. audience, up from 35 percent.Citing a need to update decades-old rules to reflect new sources of entertainment, information and news via cable television and the Internet, the FCC also voted to lift a ban that prevents a company from owning both a newspaper and a television or radio station in the same market -- except in cases involving the smallest markets."

Somewhere(hell I hope)Joseph Goebels is smiling.

 

Name: Nicole
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Mc Mingus...oh yeah I love that song..."left me with a mule to ride...left her baby daughter...the rivers big and deep and wide, she's crossin' muddy water" and Jag...I watched part of the tribute memorial for June Carter Cash...I need to write her whole name...there was A memorial service at Lincoln Center I attended for Paddy Clancy and John Hartford played and the Nick Reynolds...I remember them from a million years ago playing at the Lionn's Share in Sausalito and San Rafael...There was the Inn of the Beginning in Cotati as well, saw and heard some great voices there.

It's finally a beautiful summery day here in the east.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Roots music in all its many and varied forms is the heart and soul of this country, Woody Guthrie spawned an awesome array of talent, least of all Bobby Dylan. Music has definately degenerated in the intervening years, Oh Shit! I sound like my old man!!

Name: McMingus
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Music .. that's an endless discussion .. thank goodness .. back at'cha, JAG & Mark .. first, John Hiatt - "Crossing Muddy Waters" has been a constant here lately, one of his greatest, I'd say in the line of what I was trying to refer to earlier .. truly great. OK, I failed to bring in the blues, just trying to keep my statement simple. If you want to get into that, it's a long line. Where to even start ? Robert Johnson, of course. Sonny Terry & Brownie McGee [how did two guys who hated each other play so many shows together ?] Blind Willie McTell. Mississippi John Hurt. From the Delta & on up to Chicago -- Muddy Waters, of course .. Willie Dixon, Little Walter, Howlin' Wolf {the Chess Masters} still Chicago .. the Butterfield Band, Mike Bloomfield .. it just goes on & on .. Bonnie Raitt, the great acoustic singer/guitarist Chris Smither , Hot Tuna , BB King .. dozens of bar bands .. Little Charley & the Nightcats, the Nighthawks/Assassins conglomerate out of DC .. and then you could speculate on how much of Jazz & R-n-R came out of blues roots .. Zydeco,too. Too bad radio is such a wasteland, I wouldn't be lucky enough to know half this stuff without great freeform FM in DC town 30+ years ago.

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

More cultural artists; Robert Johnson, Lightning Hopkins, Mississippi John Hurt, Blind Willie McTell, Blind Lemon Jefferson and John Lee Hooker.

Name:
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

The "musical thread" here sortta begins with Buka White, Ma Rainey, and Leadbelly - oh yeah - and Otis Rush later on..... So many threads - so little respect now a days....................

Name: Mark
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

The Musical Track

Hey, check out Sonny Landreth, plays with John Hiatt. His album "The Road we're On" is awesome. Last track, "Juke Box Mama" is outstanding.

Name: Jag
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

McMing, Doc Watson, Sonny Terry & Brownie MCGee, Lester & Earl, they and all the many you mention define "culture" in this country, you got me remembering and I looked up one of my favorites on the Internet and brother were you right! Age is taking a tremondous toll! John Hartford passed away two years ago, I saw him in Oklahoma City with Emmy Lou Harris at a summer concert and it was beautiful, man could he play and tap. He was so young then and now he's gone! Truly a tragedy.

Name: Eileen
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks Tomas, Eric and Nicole for the contact. Will email Pam right away! Looking forward to meeting another sister.

Name: McMing
EmailAddress: grateful
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Thanks, Fran .. my earlier post was maybe not so coherent .. but to me there's a thread, a continuity in the real American music, i.e. Woody Guthrie ; Pete Seeger; the Carter/Cash clan; Willie Nelson; Doc Watson; Steve Earle; Lucinda Williams ..[list goes on, name who you like] .. that speaks for the true wildness & diversity of the resilient souls that built this nation .. & have nothing to do with the Know-nothing-ism & simplistic folderol of popular radio .. meantime it's near the end of the road for many of them .. for some unexplainable reason the passing of June has affected me like nothing since losing my own mother about ten years ago ..excuse my sentimentality if you can.

Name: Ohio girl
EmailAddress:
Date: 02 Jun 2003

Comments

Nicole, thanks, yeah I've begun to suspect it's getting better with age. It seems to be OK my old man and I are REALLY becoming each other's old man and old lady. Ming thanks for a word about beautiful June Carter Cash. Hi Eileen!

About culture, in the United States, many people can pick and choose a culture, a lifestyle, a location, a type of diet. It's a kind of a luxury. This is something we should be grateful for and make the most of. I'm not grateful in the least for our present government or many things about the US but I am grateful for the diversity that comes from living in a big melting pot. Most parts of the world, and some places in the US, you can't decide to be a vegetarian or go on the Atkins diet or whatever, from what you eat to how you marry to where you live out your life to your political views is pretty much going to be, what your family has always done. I hope I'm making the most of the diversity available to me, creatively and in the sense of sharing with others.......... Peace, Fran

Name: Tomas
EmailAddress: tomas@laurelrose.com
Date: 01 Jun 2003

Comments

Eric, I sent Pam's email address via "feedback"

Eileen, From Pam: Aw gee Tomas, has she already left? Did you give her my correct e-mail? If there's still time, please do. I'd be glad to meet & talk with her. Morelater ~ Pam

Name: Spunky mother
EmailAddress: the real Pam
Date: 01 Jun 2003

Comments

just a note... an addendum to my post below about Pam... She is actually 4'10" Visualize this very pregnant fiery petite woman attacking the cops who were busting her husband.

Name: Rena Morningstar
EmailAddress: who's Pam?!!!!
Date: 01 Jun 2003

Comments

Pam is one of the founding sisters, mothers, lovers of Morningstar. She was the first to welcome me when I first set foot upon Morningstar. Pam has birthed her children au natural on the land. been a great spokesperson for alternate lifestyles and ecstatic evolution. I enjoy knowing her and consider the words that fall from her lips to be jewels. We were communal sisters back in the late 60's and early 70's. Pam has lived at Morningstar, Wheeler's, where she moved after a gnarly bust at M*.... Pam was extremely pregnant and the cops came and started to arrest her then husband Larry. 5'1" and very pregnant, Pam put up quite a fight. She was so pregnant when she went to court for attacking police officers. She moved into the deep east canyon at Wheeler's to birth her second child, Psyche Joy Ananda, where she felt safe from police. It was so remote. Fortunately the birth went great. Her first is Adam Sidhartha, #1 hippie kid, as Lou used to say. Later Pam moved to Morningstar New Mexico. She is a great historian and qualified to write the Morningstar book, expecially with all the stuff between the lines.

What a joy to know Pam!

 

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