tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14801850.post114477373435123261..comments2023-10-11T08:01:51.636-05:00Comments on PIPEDREAMS: We'll get a table near the street in our old familiar placeMichaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05974435902564570126noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14801850.post-1144833646797706352006-04-12T04:20:00.000-05:002006-04-12T04:20:00.000-05:00Andrew, he's not high on my current list, but back...<B>Andrew</B>, he's not high on my current list, but back in the day I used to love "The Stranger" album, especially "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant". That song is now forever changed for me, and not necessarily for the good. <BR/><BR/><B>Charlie</B>, as I suspected, you're a man after my own heart, but the tshirt idea is, dare I say, BRILL! Best not to leave any doubt. You should seriously do that t-shirt, Translucence Boy.Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05974435902564570126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14801850.post-1144816595683822292006-04-11T23:36:00.000-05:002006-04-11T23:36:00.000-05:00Oh Michael, leave no doubt...I put out. Wait a min...Oh Michael, leave no doubt...I put out. Wait a minute! I see a t-shirt in my future! Leave no doubt, I put out! Sweet. Guess we know what I'm wearing all weekend. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14801850.post-1144803267641512722006-04-11T19:54:00.000-05:002006-04-11T19:54:00.000-05:00You lost me at the words "Billy" and "Joel". ::gu...You lost me at the words "Billy" and "Joel". ::gurp:: Sorry, just threw up in my mouth a little.The Other Andrewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12492925896131382172noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14801850.post-1144786051578598072006-04-11T15:07:00.000-05:002006-04-11T15:07:00.000-05:00Leave it to you to bring the blunt. You speak the...Leave it to you to bring the blunt. You speak the truth. They use a strobe to ill effect, don't they? And as I said, the narrative thread is tenuous at best. Plus modern dance was never my thing. Oh fine. He's right. "Movin' Out" can eat me.Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05974435902564570126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14801850.post-1144784812267683152006-04-11T14:46:00.000-05:002006-04-11T14:46:00.000-05:00May I interject? I mean this in the most kind and ...May I interject? I mean this in the most kind and loving fashion: I saw the show last summer here. Or maybe it was the summer before. Regardless--I prayed I'd go blind and deaf. The show had a lot of rough transitions in my short-attention span opinion. Plus: we were front frow balcony and I had only 10" of leg room. Cramped the entire show. Hated it! But not as much as when I went to see "CATS" and watched our taxi drive over my glasses as we exited. I can only remember balls of fuzzy fur on the stage.Michael Guyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11939701498074991413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14801850.post-1144781001158025492006-04-11T13:43:00.000-05:002006-04-11T13:43:00.000-05:00So if we go out, Charlie, no matter who pays, whan...So if we go out, Charlie, no matter who pays, whangs will be touched. Just another thing to love about you, mon petite frere.Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05974435902564570126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14801850.post-1144777100700053262006-04-11T12:38:00.000-05:002006-04-11T12:38:00.000-05:00Ok, it's only the last paragraph I'm commenting on...Ok, it's only the last paragraph I'm commenting on here. GURL, I hear you cluckin'! Somehow I have been the master at dropping cash and not getting laid. I mean come on, we all say we don't expect that because we pay for shit but after you do that for a while you'd think you'd get a little play. Dayum.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com