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Chewing Wax:
Don't let Social Security see that photo.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:36:11 pm)
Queenie:
It's an old photo, obviously.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:37:21 pm)
Queenie:
Ken actually decided to bow out of the whole SSI thing. He decided he'd much rather work and be productive. Good for him!
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:37:48 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Good for him.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:38:13 pm)
Queenie:
I've been listening to the song "Sister Europe" over and over again today.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:38:30 pm)
Queenie:
Trying to figure out what it all means.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:38:49 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Who sings that then?
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:39:07 pm)
Queenie:
Stupid on the Steinway, so sick upon a Steinway.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:40:21 pm)
Queenie:
Oh, the Psychedelic Furs.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:40:30 pm)
Queenie:
It's got that groovy eighties falange thing happening. Flange. Felange. You know what I mean.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:41:06 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Don't let Sping see that photo. He'll get ideas.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:43:46 pm)
Queenie:
It occured to me yesterday that, in every single new P. Furs song that I've heard, Richard Butler uses his falsetto, which he really never used much before. Interesting. I think it takes a certain amount of courage for a male vocalist to experiment with his upper range like that.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:44:09 pm)
Queenie:
Unless you're all girly like Grant Lee.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:44:46 pm)
Chewing Wax:
He's just stealing Mic Jagger's gig.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:45:00 pm)
Queenie:
Sure he is.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:45:19 pm)
Queenie:
OK, gotta go. Bye!
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:46:00 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Later
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:47:33 pm)
Detlef Sping:
Throwing babies in the air! Hmmm just a sec.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:54:46 pm)
bela:
On a roll today or what.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 4:59:53 pm)
Detlef Sping:
I feel like a Kaiser.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 5:07:09 pm)
bela:
I knew it.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 5:15:22 pm)
Detlef Sping:
I'm packed and heading to Cleveland bela, to meet with my pal captain Heruka and his paramour big Bertha, Balz, and Jimmy, we're touring the south seas looking for rum runners to buy rum from I guess, and I'm keeping the pirates away by distracting them and disorienting them with hula dancing. It sounds insane I know, but I'm sure it will work. I'm sorry I wont be able to fix Tom.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 5:15:53 pm)
Detlef Sping:
Auf! New york, hello land of the Cleves.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 5:22:23 pm)
bela:
Good one.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 5:26:05 pm)
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(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 6:00:07 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Don't forget to send postcards please.
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 7:26:16 pm)
Decoy:
Oooooh God. Thats awful, bela. Give Tom all you can give. I live with chronic back pain, I just won't do the surgery, and I don't complain to anyone because i'm so afraid someone will make me get it. I knocked a disk out picking the baby out of the crib and my life hasn't been the same since. It hurts everyday, getting out of the car, sitting down, getting up, I prefer to stand whatever the occaision. I just resigned that its something to live with. But Tom's sounds like a crisis. They say that when it hurts enough you beg them to cut you. So far, for me, I'm not there yet. Schnork down 800mg of motrin twice a day and eventually it gets bearable. Until you fuck it up backing the car up. Medical doctors know better than to fuck with the spine. That's the Chiropractors liability - they try, but when its bad, I think it makes it worse. When its bad, its indescribable pain. With the pinched nerves and the phantom pain, and the sacroiliac, the extra vertibrae and the leverage, the overweight and the weak abdominal wall, and the ib stomache pain, and the no good solution. Even if they could clone a new spine how would you get it installed ... hey the fucking hey hey...
(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 10:35:02 pm)
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(Thu Feb 14, 2002 - 11:24:45 pm)
Queenie:
This radio thing is definately gonna happen, though I don't think I'll be getting much air-time, because the show's demographic is 80% white males in their late twenties, and they don't care much about the gay-ass music that I like. Rick (the show's host) is more interesting in using Ed, Bob, Clint, and Krishta to cover metal, punk, alt rock, and hard rock. He basically has no use for my "expertise" whatsoever. He actually had the nerve to say that Liam Gallagher is a better songwriter than Andy Partridge.
(Fri Feb 15, 2002 - 12:04:22 am)
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Only because I love you: 
(Fri Feb 15, 2002 - 2:03:56 am)
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Long before parasitic creatures wallowed in the warm sea, long before giant lumbering beasts walked the earth, long before any manlike beings sat in a cave staring at the fire dreaming of things passed and things to come, long before machines ruled through the sky firing certain death from within shimmering skin, long after the last man took his final gasp of air and slipped into a history that has been forgotten: there was my love for you.
(Fri Feb 15, 2002 - 2:20:58 am)
I THINK WE'RE ALONE NOW...:
(Fri Feb 15, 2002 - 3:27:57 am)
Mrs Dr GB:
Oh get rid of that crap will you. I can't join in today because I'm at work and I'm sure they'd be just bloody thrilled to see me checking out that has been. Bye then. Speak to you next week.
(Fri Feb 15, 2002 - 5:53:02 am)