Zach?
Zach, the piano player?
Zach, the blogger?
Zach, the dead president?
Send me an address.
Even though I have comments from dead poets, dead imaginary composers, and dead imaginary drug swilling goth poets, I doubt that I'll ever have any communication from any dead presidents.
But, you never know.
So anyway, now it's Monday morning and I've done nothing worth writing about yet but the sun seems to be peeking through so maybe I'll get to ride the bike today.
This just in
While looking through my contacts list trying to find Zach's address, I ran across this SSO and Haiku related e-mail. ROFLOL
Mr. Palmer: Your email is the first that the Symphony has heard
concerning the score that you referenced. It has now been located and
is being sent to you today by Federal Express. The Symphony is not
retaining any copy of it.
Mark Berry
-----Original Message-----
From: Doug Palmer [mailto:lanesavant@hotmail.com]
Sent: Thursday, August 17, 2006 11:11 AM
To: Berry, Mark
Subject: RE: Seattle Symphony
F. Y.I. You may not know this, but Copyright violations are a Federal
offense
If the SSO wishes to keep my copyrighted material, the price is $10,000.
This price includes all copies that I have, copy of the file on my
computer, and the copyright.
The score that the SSO seems to covet is a 8x11 bound in a pink cover
with a black plastic spiral binding.
The title of the piece is "Six Mechanical Haiku" with the pseudonym of
Chris Shendo overwritten with my crude signature. It was placed on the
shelf in Soundbridge without my knowledge by Bryan Stratton. The SSO has
deprived me of it and continues to hold it illegally.
The SSO has thirty days to submit payment.
In my 13 years running my auto repair shop, I have made the acquaintance
with several very effective collection agencies and your failure to pay
for goods
taken will force me to use their services.
What a hoot!!!
I used to give them money and subscribe annually and subscribe to Soundbridge.
Actually it's more fun this way.
I have more of these things, I saved all my correspondence pertaining to these guys.
Anyway, I gotta run.
Zach, the blogger?
Zach, the dead president?
Send me an address.
Even though I have comments from dead poets, dead imaginary composers, and dead imaginary drug swilling goth poets, I doubt that I'll ever have any communication from any dead presidents.
But, you never know.
So anyway, now it's Monday morning and I've done nothing worth writing about yet but the sun seems to be peeking through so maybe I'll get to ride the bike today.
This just in
While looking through my contacts list trying to find Zach's address, I ran across this SSO and Haiku related e-mail. ROFLOL
Mr. Palmer: Your email is the first that the Symphony has heard
concerning the score that you referenced. It has now been located and
is being sent to you today by Federal Express. The Symphony is not
retaining any copy of it.
Mark Berry
-----Original Message-----
From: Doug Palmer [mailto:lanesavant@hotmail.com]
Sent: Thursday, August 17, 2006 11:11 AM
To: Berry, Mark
Subject: RE: Seattle Symphony
F. Y.I. You may not know this, but Copyright violations are a Federal
offense
If the SSO wishes to keep my copyrighted material, the price is $10,000.
This price includes all copies that I have, copy of the file on my
computer, and the copyright.
The score that the SSO seems to covet is a 8x11 bound in a pink cover
with a black plastic spiral binding.
The title of the piece is "Six Mechanical Haiku" with the pseudonym of
Chris Shendo overwritten with my crude signature. It was placed on the
shelf in Soundbridge without my knowledge by Bryan Stratton. The SSO has
deprived me of it and continues to hold it illegally.
The SSO has thirty days to submit payment.
In my 13 years running my auto repair shop, I have made the acquaintance
with several very effective collection agencies and your failure to pay
for goods
taken will force me to use their services.
What a hoot!!!
I used to give them money and subscribe annually and subscribe to Soundbridge.
Actually it's more fun this way.
I have more of these things, I saved all my correspondence pertaining to these guys.
Anyway, I gotta run.
Labels: Hoot, Seattle Symphony
posted by Lane Savant at 8:45 AM
24 Comments:
Turning these guys over to a collection agency, what a concept.
Wish I'd thought of it.
..................Eddy
Hey...dead presidents can have sense of humor too, you know.
............Z. Taylor
For some reason when I posted the comment about contacting me it didn't link to this url:
http://gatheringnote.wordpress.com/contact/
Sorry about that. Hope to hear from you.
Well hey, it looks like old Zach got the message, and now you can contact him.
I am pissed off royally. I had typed up a sterling comment yesterday, but the office routine interrupted me, and I had to reduce it to the space bar for future finishing. Somehow in the hubbub of the day's events it got cyber-zapped. It was a good one too. This comment will be a pale imitation. It contained every more spontaneous haiku, which I suppose the world can do without.
Edgar Allen Poo, Emily D, and Eddy Emerald aside, it seems like there are hordes of dead presidents on the other side who would love to communicate with you. In the vernacular of the street, "dead presidents" are spent money.
I had chided Anonomann for coming down so hard on haiku and the Japanese--endeavoring to reming him that the art of Asia had some merit. Then I related a time that I saw a guy wearing a t-shirt with a leaping motorcyle on the front of it, under the blazing logo of Honda--and on the back it read,"From those wonderful people that brought you Pearl Harbor." Makes you wnnt to rush out and kick a Lexus or something.
I had recommended that you get your buns busy and go see STOP-LOSS, a powerful new anti-Iraq War film out there right now--and I recommened that you rent Julie Taymor's incredibly creative Beatles rip off film, ACROSS THE UNIVERSE. I spent four hours with the two disc DVD's on Sunday, and I got pumped up on the 60's and the Fab Four, man.
One can spent hours
staring at stars,
and still not see the light.
Kiss my grits
she said,
after my one penny tip.
Yes, Jack said,
hold the chicken
between your knees.
10,000 of our youth
are bunkered in military hospitals
waiting for new legs.
Fidelio may have to be
primary transportation
considering the price of gas.
Thanks for the resurfacing of your SSO adventures. I had forgotten about the Six Mechanical Haiku connection. Yeah, I agree with Anonomann--you should have sued the pricks.
Glenn
I am not a crook!
Richard Millhouse Nixon
Ask not what the SSO can do for you. Ask rather what you can do for it.
John Fitzgerald Kennedy
All we have to fear is all those political pricks that will screw you every time you stand still, and even when you are in motion; and son, I know what I am talking about. Look what they have done to my beautiful world and my wonderful country!
FDR
My fellow Americans. It is essential for you to stay in Iraq for 5 more years. Then you will tie my time in Viet Nam.
LBJ
Is it time to mount up, Mommie? Do they have to drain my brain today?
Ronnie R.
If you can't stand the heat in the kitchen, then fry your pork in the bathroom--and MacArthur is still an arrogant bastard. He can't wait for Dick Cheney to join him for poker night.
Harry Truman
I did not have sex with that woman--not for years. If you elect her President, she can screw you.
Bill Clinton, who is not dead yet but wanted to weigh in anyway.
I will bet that you do not even know what number my presidency was--bet you two bucks and a buffalo nickel.
Zachary Taylor
I loved Emily's poems, and it really distressed me that they had all those disgusting rock groups in my auditorium.
L. Filmore
I have more schools named after me, and counties, than MLKing, and still I get no respect.
Franklin Pierce
How the hell can you sing the body electric when it costs so much now to make electricity?
Walt Whitman
Once upon a midnight dreary I had a dream of Emily, and it awakened me in a cold sweat. How did that dyke get so popular even after her demise?
Edgar Allen Poo
I would llke to jump in here, even though I don't have much to add. Doug Palmer is the coolest cat, you see, and dead presidents, rock stars, composers, and poets cannot wait to contribute to his blog. If I would have had a decent education, I could have thunk of something bitchin to add.
Eddy Emerald
Poo, you pitiful creature. Keep me the hell out of your dreams. That is the pervue of Dougie. He is my man. You are a peevish junkie who spent way too much time high and feeling sorry for yourself.
Emily
Remember to walk softly and carry a big stick. Bully, I say. That and SSO sucks; always did and probably always will. They ought to grow up and get on their knees in apology to Savant.
Teddy Roosevelt
I had nothing to do with the JFK assassination. It was the commies, the mob, and my ingrate subordinates. I did however make a lot of money out of the conflict in southeast Asia. But that is another story. Keep composing, Palmer. We dig your tunes down here.
Lyndon Baines Johnson
Even though I was a raging queen, I fooled them all for a time. Truman Capote and I are quite an item now. I would like to add that Doug Palmers compositions are coming along wonderfully well, and one of these days the audience will appreciate it. Write it, and they will come!
Leonard Bernstein
I was framed, man, just like you were. Don't let it destroy you like it did me.
Fattie Arbuckle
Frankly dear, I don't give a rat's ass. You were a spoiled bitch from the get go, and now you have to make nice with EA Poo or you will rue the day.
Rhett Butler
There are Jews in Texas too, you know. Look a little harder at the gas crisis, and you will find out who is really pulling those oil baron's pud strings.
Adolf Hitler
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