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Queenie:
I met a guy from a sitcom this weekend, very exciting.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 3:52:40 pm)
Queenie:
the george lopez show, it is
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 3:53:04 pm)
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(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 3:53:36 pm)
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(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 3:54:08 pm)
Queenie:
this guy, valente
he's super nice, he was at the screening
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 3:57:47 pm)
Queenie:
hey they caught that edward morris guy
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:02:17 pm)
bela:
Huh? You had your screening and Wax didn't go? What a stupid head I would have gone.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:04:24 pm)
bela:
I think Franco has a little cold he was sneezing last night. I held for the first time in my life a little piglet dog its eyes just open. It was weird. This poodle they found had a baby, they didn't even know it was pregnant and its this little black blob. They think its not all poodle because its head looks sort of square already. I picked him up yesterday and kissed him and it bit my nose. It was so cute and tiny like almost half the size of my hand.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:06:41 pm)
Heruka:
stupid head.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:06:44 pm)
Heruka:
I suppose I should shovel the driveway. Blech! I hate shovelling.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:10:55 pm)
Decoy:
Stupid Head? You expect him to layout a thousand bucks to go to LA for a 10 minute movie? What are you. rich?
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:17:32 pm)
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WHITE CLOUD, Mich. -- Jon Fowler wants his 4-year-old son to have the right to take peyote with him. It's a matter of religious freedom, he says.
A member of the Grand Traverse Band of Ottawa and Chippewa Indians, Jon Fowler belongs to the Native American Church of the Morning Star, where the hallucinogen is taken as a sacrament. Fowler wants his son to join him in the rite, if the boy wishes.
But a judge may bar Fowler from doing so, in a case that pits the Constitution's guarantee of religious freedom against a mother's wish to protect her child.
Fowler's ex-wife, Kristin Hanslovsky, a 31-year-old Montague resident who is not an American Indian, fears that peyote would harm her son and doesn't want him anywhere near it.
Fowler, a 35-year-old resident of Traverse City who earns a living by selling food and crafts at powwows, credits his use of peyote with helping him overcome alcoholism and forge a relationship with God.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:17:51 pm)
Queenie:
hey now, it's 20 minutes long.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:23:06 pm)
bela:
No. I thought he had a ticket. I don't know.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:27:48 pm)
Decoy:
You don't need drugs to talk to God. Just ask Sping.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 4:33:55 pm)
Heruka:
what I wanna know is, how did a flower that grows in the desert end up in a religious ceremony in Michigan?
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 5:51:42 pm)
Decoy:
Its like that paper mache bagel in that Scorsese movie?
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 6:24:57 pm)
Myk Murphy:
ok, here's an idea: we get bela to wear KCQ and Decoy's Lounge clothing to the david letterman show, and somehow get onstage. my plan is a bit lean in the "how to get onstage" part, but otherwise i think it works.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 6:34:05 pm)
Detlef Sping:
But they will shoot us, Myk.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 7:32:24 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Yeh. I'm a stupid head alright.
(Mon Jan 6, 2003 - 9:04:26 pm)
Heruka:
admittance is the first step towards recovery.
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 12:32:13 am)
Queenie:
Watched "Elixirs" again. I'm convinced that Grant was a wee bit tipsy at the end. Their rendition of "Uncorrected Personality Traits" is priceless. But the "Kung Fu" medley is the best. I don't know if any of you got to see the Grant Lee Hitchcock tour, but Robyn danced like a hyper clapping monkey through the song, and the version on "Elixirs" does not disappoint. It's the only time I've ever seen the man act like a total goofball. And Grant does a really spot-on impression of Robyn that really cracks me up. But honestly, the thing is so horribly overpriced. I would think $12 would be fair, considering that it doesn't even come with a sleeve or cover of any kind. $25 is too much, it's really just a glorified home movie that's often jerky and out of focus.
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 12:41:18 am)
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(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 1:15:27 am)
Heruka:
This is the dark days of winter. No football, no sunshine. Nothing. We just sit and wait till the sunshine begins to bust through the cluds every now and then, giving us the first glimpse of what's to come. I'm soooooo sad about it.
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 4:54:41 am)
Heruka:
Hello.
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 8:28:04 am)
Heruka:
parp.
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 8:43:11 am)
Heruka:
I'd kill to shove my feet in some warm sand right now. Kill I tells ya.
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 8:44:47 am)
Froupie:
winter has finally arrived, bbrrr
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 8:58:03 am)
Decoy:
Editorial control of the lounge has been, to a limited degree, recovered.
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 9:27:28 am)
Decoy:
It was 5° F at my house this morning.
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 9:45:58 am)
Myk Murphy:
Good morning, folks. I had to move my office to a nice empty space. Kinda cool.
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 10:59:50 am)
Chewing Wax:
Good morning
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 11:13:12 am)
Decoy:
Morning Wax. How it going?
(Tue Jan 7, 2003 - 11:23:01 am)