Gone rockin'...be back soon
Dan misses all who miss him in return. seriously.
A young and willing groupie
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(9/8/03 10:17 am) Reply
Demands
Dan,
I couldn't help but notice that The French Kicks tour will not be stopping in NC.
I understand that in certain matters, you might not be able to influence things such as tour dates and venues, but in this instance the solution is easy!
While your rockstar van is barreling down the higway late one night, smash each of your fellow travelers/bandmates on top of the head wif dat rubber mallet you alway keep in your fanny pack.
Then brain the driver and wrest control of the van from him. Then point your compass toward the Tarheel state, Sally!
If anyone should happen to wake before you arrive at your destination, growl and shake the mallet at them menacingly.
hasenpfeffer
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(9/8/03 3:12 pm) Reply
Hai Koo
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(10/1/03 10:21 pm) Reply
your dog has gone through metamorphosis
Your dog has gone through metamorphosis. She now sing like opera star. She cook good chicken and make small fortune writing very small fortune cookies for insane pet owners. They read, “You will eat later today”, and “Stay in school, don’t be a fool.” She does movie with Mr. T and Michael Knight called “Mr. T vs. Michael Knight”. It is cool. It is best movie of season. Movies may get better as season change though. She cannot guarantee staying on top forever. She worry about next season and if she will still be on top. She worry and stay up late and drink a lot. She drink so much water I can hardly believe. I keep filling bowl and she keep filling bowel. She sing so loud at 4 in morning and wake me up with beautiful music. Beautiful birds and zoo animals all come to front porch to listen to opera singing dog. Sun shine through tree like Mr. Bluebird on my shoulder. Chuck Woolery come too, along with Dick Clark but they come to take pills and ride motorcycle through yard. I throw beer bottle at those ruffians. Tell them to go back to five and dime where they came from and next time they come bring me a damn fountain soda. They say “sorry” and do another doughnut in yard with motorcycle and then fly off over sabraton into the sunset. Sunset make sam feel good and she laughs at the torn up yard. She is glad Chuck Woolery and Dick stop by and smile from ear to ear. She then grab another drink so she can ponder thoughts of war and mountain tops and beautiful dancers in grass skirt. She think about dog food very little now that she can think about war and mountain tops and beautiful dancers in grass skirt. She think about pizza and veggie sub and bottle water now. She has taken well to metamorphosis. She is like walking fish. She sing in new opera song about missing link. She does math formula from scattered notes in basement. She wears those funny dog glasses people laugh at in pet calendar, but this is real. This is no jokey jokey I tell them. THIS IS NO JOKEY JOKEY!!! Finally they hear me and stop laughing. They know this is no jokey jokey. They sit in grand auditorium to hear her sing. They weep with joy after hearing very first note. Not even whole first note. First second of the first note. No, no, no… first millisecond of the first second of first note and they are brought to tears of emotion. Happiness, sadness, guilt, fear, anxiety, desire, love, joy, remorse, shame, hope, hatred, surprise, awe, wonder, tranquility all fill their heart and they pour tears down cheek and smile so wide. She make good math formula indeed. Everyone say so at end of show. They boycott pic in jokey jokey pet calendar with funny dog glasses and in place of pic for November is beautiful dancer in grass skirt. Every other month in calendar have funny pet picture but not November. I am very glad and sam is very glad too. Now she doesn’t look funny at all when she study math formula. She just look smart. So Dan, when you ask me to walk your dog it is taken care of. Yes indeed it certainly has. She now walks on her own and occasionally takes flight to gay Paris for croissant and hot chocolate.