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Here's Katy's site.
Katy Webber
That's Katy of the moisture festival.
One of the friends I met whilst wasting my time trying to bring some semblance of civilization to the SSO's Soundbridge.
You will recall that I failed miserably at that task.
Or, maybe you wont recall that.
It's early in the day yet.
I'll be Bach.
Or, better, you be Bach,
Albinoni
Ciao!
Naw...you need more than that;
Here's a picture of a car I built, it's in an unfinished state here, but I don't have many pics of it finished.
Maybe I'll do a post on all of 'em someday.
You've already seen the Amphibian.
Actually, it came out rather ugly looking.
This is the only shot that makes it seem even a little bit interesting.
That's Katy of the moisture festival.
One of the friends I met whilst wasting my time trying to bring some semblance of civilization to the SSO's Soundbridge.
You will recall that I failed miserably at that task.
Or, maybe you wont recall that.
It's early in the day yet.
I'll be Bach.
Or, better, you be Bach,
Albinoni
Ciao!
Naw...you need more than that;
Here's a picture of a car I built, it's in an unfinished state here, but I don't have many pics of it finished.
Maybe I'll do a post on all of 'em someday.
You've already seen the Amphibian.
Actually, it came out rather ugly looking.
This is the only shot that makes it seem even a little bit interesting.
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posted by Lane Savant at 8:26 AM
6 Comments:
I clicked on Katy's U-tube website, and Big Brother blocked it. It must be spicy and naughty. I hate it when my government reaches out and slaps the crap out me like that, telling me what I can and cannot read; just because it is their computer in their office, and they are paying me to work, not cruise youtube, enit.
Does Soundbridge still exist, or has it shifted over to another site?
Johann bids you well,
even though it was Arnie
who said it best.
"I'll be bach,"
the Terminator quipped,
and he was and he did.
Palmer and Katy
knew each other at Soundbridge;
then he split.
You could stare at stars
all night,
and still not see the light.
I wonder if
the strippers at Moisture
use pasties?
If you sit upon
your glasses,
they become ass-specs.
Bushido methodology
has absolutely nothing
to do with women's genitals.
Palmer created cars
like the world had never seen;
but nobody looked.
Doug and Fidelio
circumnavigate Lake Washington
when the sun is out.
Now that you are using grout again for the kitchen counter, do you remember the Grout poems we created in days of yore? For those readers who dare, type in "grout" in the search box, and read all about Kid Grout, and grout fishing in America. All the poetry is also intact on the website FEEL FREE TO READ, linked here if wish, somewhere on FEEL FREE TO LAUGH. Doug is a wizard setting up links. I could not link two paperclips together, and I'm proud of it.
The unfinished front end of your car sticking out of the garage there at your old digs on Queen Anne Hill, didn't it have a name too?
Do you have pics of Spot? Dear Readers, he constructed one car, and it held together well enough that our mutual girlfriend, Kristi, (That's another story), drove it to California, and drove it for a year until it broke down, and no one had any idea how to fix it, had no idea what the hell it was. "A Palmer original", she said. The shrugging shoulders created a breeze, and the car had to be abandoned and junked; or perhaps not. What the hell happened to Spot?
I considered once buying Doug's Fiat 500 2 cylinder wonder. It got over 50 mpg, but it didn't have the power to pull your hat off. I was more into hot rods at the time; silly me.
Did you ever see the '57 Ford Fairlane two-door hardtop I had with the tri-power set up on it? That was a scary ride. I wore out a new set of tires in 30 days. I could pop the clutch and bury the car behind me at the light in blue rubber smoke.
I forget what was on your Culture Itinerary for today. You will share later, enit?
Glenn
I guess the last hot rod you owned, Dougie, was Lucille--a 1949 Olds fastback, with the '50 once piece windshield, leaded in hood, and a transplanted 1953 Olds mill. You showed a real flare for building muscle cars, but over the years you became content driving foreign sports cars that could corner fast, not just kick ass. I am sad that you never built an American V-8 firebreather for yourself. Did you ever build one for a customer?
Eddy Emerald
I think the festival is using a different definition for the word burlesque.
I don't think there will be any strippers.
I had a '56 De Soto hemi once.
And a Plymouth (or Dodge) powered Jeep pickup.
That car was called either "Anas Platyrhincos" or "The Red Menace"
I do have pics of Spot and Fido but I want to spread them out a bit.
I remember some kind of tri power ford that you scared the hell outta me with.
Re Katy.
That's a myspace site maybe you have to sign up or be invited or something.
There are more things
on the internet
than are dreamed of in your whachacallit.
I guess.
Soundbridge was well and solidly founded by Patricia and Bryan and is still going reasonably well.
You dont even know who I am, do you,
Mister Jones?
.................Albinoni
Hallo, Lane!!
You did NOT fail at Soundbridge, but were one of the best-all-time workers there!! That is why I've written several letters to get you reinstated there; unfortunately, the morons on the 5th floor of the Cuckucks' Nest are illiterate!!
Tschüß,
Anonomann
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