Waiting For Kate

[Len Bullard <cbullard@HiWAAY.net>]

Typing while BegOWeenies make crunchy noises 
as they trek across leaves unraked in the front yard.  
My two monsters are with their Mom filling  
breakEven bags.  I'm sitting here with my 
club foot on the Energizer bunny's drumsticks.
He ain't going nowhere else. Diabetes and 
All Hallows Eve be bad for drumming droids.  Heh! Heh!

Oldfield:  big in the seventies mainly 
on the strength of Tubular Bells.  How many of you
keyboard players still know the lick for The 
Exorcist? Along with Alan Parsons et al, that 
was the MultiMultiMultiMulti period when recording 
engineers discovered synchronizers, degaussers, and 
Arps.  The seventies recording studio 
was the school of excess that prefigured the 
Eighties stock broker.  Then memory and hard 
disks came down in cost, and we could all do it.

Kate does it better than most.  I read that 
somewhere.  Probably here.

Re the GlassMan's idea about nailing 
posters to poles:  if it would work.
But pictures of LoveHounds?  That's
a seasonal notion right up there next to  
touring Nicole Simpson's condo with 
a real estate agent and Rosie O'Donnell
in the buff.

Did Kate do a Playboy spread?  No.  
We have every issue published in 
the last two decades courtesy of our 
first drummer.  She is not in there.  If we 
find one, we'll put it on a framed web page.
Promise. 

Oops.  The bell.... hmm,  Gilda Radner and 
Elvis.   Fantastic makeup... smelled funny though.
I think one of them left a hunk o burning love 
on the lawn.

len

"I bought this house, now I'm the boss,
Ain't  no haint gonna run me off!"