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    somebody help
    yall im lost in this bigmomous mall
  • GrayFolded
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    IM OFF TO SEE TC AND TERRAPIN!!!!!!!!!!!!
    SEE ABOVE!!!!!!! Dead to the Core www.myspace.com/bongwizard
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    HEY GYPSY!!!!!!!!!! GLAD YER BACK!!!!
    ALSO: ATTENTION CHICAGO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TC TOMMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dead to the Core www.myspace.com/bongwizard
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    We've missed you gypsy soul. Where ya' been? The Dude Abides!
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    welcome back, Gypsy Soul, this show is for you! ummm, I'm afraid that JB Goode is not correct for any of the rounds... by the by; the most recent round is here: http://www.dead.net/forum/false-alarm-only-game-town?page=39 after round 2, the 'network' gave us our own channel. it is in the News and Talk Section, under: False Alarm. Round 12 is up for grabs. love and peace. "What's the point of calling shots, this cue ain't straight in line Cue balls made of styrofoam and no-one's got the time"
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    I'M BACK AND MY GUESS IS
    JOHNNY B GOODE nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile
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    shivers in my spine, dude. shivers up and down my spine. thankx for sharing. ************************************* Hunter wrote this, and it was read at Jerry's funeral: Elegy for Jerry Garcia Jerry, my friend, you've done it again, even in your silence the familiar pressure comes to bear, demanding I pull words from the air with only this morning and part of the afternoon to compose an ode worthy of one so particular about every turn of phrase, demanding it hit home in a thousand ways before making it his own, and this I can't do alone. Now that the singer is gone, where shall I go for the song? Without your melody and taste to lend an attitude of grace a lyric is an orphan thing, a hive with neither honey's taste nor power to truly sting. What choice have I but to dare and call your muse who thought to rest out of the thin blue air that out of the field of shared time, a line or two might chance to shine -- As ever when we called, in hope if not in words, the muse descends. How should she desert us now? Scars of battle on her brow, bedraggled feathers on her wings, and yet she sings, she sings! May she bear thee to thy rest, the ancient bower of flowers beyond the solitude of days, the tyranny of hours-- the wreath of shining laurel lie upon your shaggy head bestowing power to play the lyre to legions of the dead If some part of that music is heard in deepest dream, or on some breeze of Summer a snatch of golden theme, we'll know you live inside us with love that never parts our good old Jack O'Diamonds become the King of Hearts. I feel your silent laughter at sentiments so bold that dare to step across the line to tell what must be told, so I'll just say I love you, which I never said before and let it go at that old friend the rest you may ignore.
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    I wrote this about Jerry
    Hi Y'all, I wrote this poem about Jerry the day after he died. It is from memory, so it is not exactly what I wrote, but it is close. I wanted to share it with my family. Please share it with any family who might get something from it. My gift to all of you.... No Stella, No Dew, No Cumberland Blues No Speedway, No Aiko,Or Row Jimmy too No Bertha, No Shakedown, No Wheel No more No Terrapin, No Eyes, No Knocking on Heavens Door Comes a Time Came, and He's Gone went Money Honey finally came up with the rent Dark Star shattered, Black Peter played Shining Star shined 'till its dying day The Breadbox has dough, The jelly has rolls, The Fire on the Mountain is nothing but coals The Wharf Rat did, and Don't Let Go didn't The Eyes of the Maker are always well hidden The Wheel is turning, Stagger Lee has Balls, St Stephen has gathered all that he lost The Sunshine came, Help is on the Way, Visions of Johanna are now all that remain The Loser is losing, The Deal is done, and we'll never forget you, who shined like the sun. Be well all of you. And rest well,Jerry! I think about you every day! Midnight on a carousel ride, reaching for that gold ring down inside. Never could reach it. It just slips away. BUT I TRY!
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    One more day I find myself
    One more day I find myself aliveTomorrow maybe go beneath the ground See here how everything Lead up to this day And it's just like any other day That's ever been Sun going up and then The sun going down Shine through my window And my friends they come around
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    Still Alive....
    I made through another 4th of July with all my appendages. Actually had a great day and I hope everyone else did, as well. Fuck it Dude, let's go bowling!
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CCJ: You follow me up with cop footage? Party foul! Note to self: stop posting videos here Mom: I partied in Wildwood, NJ for prom weekend 1991. One of the best drugs/alcohol filled weekends of my life. Probably some of the most fun I'll ever have. Wild scene hardly covers it. But! The vibe was great and everyone survived it without jail. They'll be fine. | I'm just a, well...porpoise. |
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prom night 1991!!! you frigging youngins!! God bless ya! ( -; the cop vids were in response to badger's post. There once was a brother and a sister, fraternal twins, who were approaching their high school graduation. It was getting near prom night and neither of them had a date for it. So one day, the girl approaches her brother and says "Hey, you got a date for the prom yet?" He says "No, why? You got someone lined up for me?" "You might say that. Why don't you take me to the prom?" "Take you? You kidding? You're my sister!" "Well, are you taking somebody else out?" "You know I don't have a date, Sis." "And neither do I. But we both want to go to the prom, don't we?" Her brother nods. She continues, "So we should go with each other." The brother can't see anything wrong with her reasoning, so he tells his sister that if neither of them has a date by Wednesday evening, he will take her to the prom. Wednesday evening rolls around. Neither of the siblings has a date, so the brother tells his sister that he'll take her to the prom on Friday. At the prom, both of them have a good time. The brother is glad that his sister talked him into taking her. Then, while he's standing at the punch bowl, his sister comes up to him again. "Hey, brother, let's dance." He looks around to make sure that nobody heard her. "Look, Sis, this is the Senior Prom, okay? I'm not going to dance with my own sister at the prom, okay?" "Don't be so shy. Look, Jimmy Elder is dancing with his cousin. So why can't you dance with your sister?" "Oh . . . all right." So they dance, a slow number. The rest of the prom passes by and after a while it's over and time to go. Both of them have had a good time. In the car, with the brother at the wheel, the sister looks over at him and says, "Let's not go straight home." He gives her a curious look and says, "What are we going to do instead?" "Oh, I don't know. Just drive around." He agrees, and after they have driven around a while, out in the country, she looks over at him again and says "Want to find some place to park?" "Hell," he says, "are you crazy? You're my sister, I'm not going parking with you!" "Who said anything about 'going parking'? Let's just pull over somewhere and talk for a while, okay? It's been a busy year for both of us-- how long has it been since we've had a chance to talk to each other?" So she finally talks her brother into pulling the car over on a secluded back road, and after a few minutes of idle talk, she looks over at him again. "Hey . . . " she says. "What?" "Why don't you kiss me?" "You've been suggesting a lot of weird things lately, you know that? I'm not going to kiss you, you're my sister!" And he reached for the ignition switch to start the car. She reached out and took his hand. "I know I'm your sister. You've mentioned that a lot lately. And you're my brother. And don't we love each other? Why shouldn't we kiss if we feel like it?" She kissed him on the cheek and he kissed her back. After a few minutes of kissing, she whispered in his ear, "Come on. Let's do it." "Do what," said her brother, but he had a good idea of what his sister had in mind. "You know what," his sister replied. "I can't do that with you, you're my . . . " His voice trailed off. While he was on top of her, his sister murmured, "You know, you're a lot lighter than Dad." "I know," said her brother. "Mom told me."
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The summer sun looked down on himHis mother could but frown on him And all the others sound on him But it doesn't seem to matter to all you mother's out there, and especially to gratefulMOM, have a grate day!! Happy GratefulMom's Day!
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Had forgotten is Mother´s Day. Was better that way.********************************** Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live. Samuel Clemens
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It Must Have Been The Doses CC j grew his hair down to his toe-ses He had scabies, lice, and fleas in his long black hair I don't know, maybe it was the doses All I know, he couldn't give a care I don't know, it must have been the doses The doses and the scabies in his long brown hair I don't know, maybe it was the doses All I know, was he took them all there Ten sheets of blotter rolled up and got for free Sounds echo in his ear like a cool symphony If I take another, whaddaya think will happen to me? Let me take some more doses and float me out to sea I don't know, it must have been the doses The doses and the scabies in his long brown hair I don't know, maybe it was the doses All I know, was he took them all there One brown tab, put him in limbo Everyone's complaining, though, 'come on, we want some more Memories fade from shadows and now it's all lore And it's strange how no one doses any more I don't know, it must have been the doses The doses and the scabies in his long brown hair I don't know, maybe it was the doses All I know, was he took them all there in honour of the dude who invented that shit who just died, and honourable mention to Chilly Cheese Dog Dave who always used to sing 'It must have been the doses' at the top of his lungs at every show; fucking up every tape I ever recorded at shows. peace.
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To all you Mothers!!! And many more!!!!!
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and A Happy Mothers Day to all! Peace
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hope all u mothers got eggsbennie and mimosa's in bed:) have a Grateful day
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Happy mothers day. had a great day helping my mom in the garden. scary stuff with the tasers. remember that dont tase me bro kid? my dad (the fascist) thought that was hilarious. I asked him if he wanted to be tased, and that shut him up quick. thanks for the good wishes to coral. hes having a tough time getting into other schools, while the kid thats the addict is already at another prestigious school because his parents had the money to cover his indiscretion up, while coral was here on financial aid and a partial scolarship. My prefect is agonizing that he had to do what he had to do. he is prolegalization but he has a high sense of personal duty. sorry about the tangent/rant, i didnt take my meds today so im off in ADD land.Peace, The Kid
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Last night's show at The Greek in L.A. was superb. Explosive from the moment of initial stage presence all throughout the first song: "Shakedown". For the entire performance, Jackie Green was in top form, as was Mr. Cambell. Molo was a dynamo. Phil was beyond stunning, as he gently led his band mates across a vast array of tunes with a vengence. I can only give this show a 5 on Setlist.com, but if there's a scale that goes to 100, then that's what it gets! It also seemed that the National Guard of Los Angeles' Greek Theatre has relaxed it's "sit the fuck down & put out that smoke, OR ELSE" policy. That's a big factor in the experience. I think Phil & Friends felt it too. What a special night... Where's the tape? I can only hope that Ratdog will half as good a night next month there.
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Thanks for helping me make it through another day, between Phil shows! "You know what the trouble about real life is? There's no danger music."
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To Mr Romney, hope you had a good night Bob - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spanish Jam
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the illegitimate son of Harpo Marx and Mother Teresa." (according to Paul Krassner - hahaha) (~) ; - )
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I do not want to put this in the religion thread; but I've had 3 passports. (10 year passports) all with the extra pages added in because the origianl pages were not enough, and because you can get the extra pages added for FREE while it costs money to get a new passport. That is working up to 30 years of ijnternational travel, and yeah, they are US passports, because nobody recognizes my self made passports from 'Dark Star' I put the Taj story in because I met a cool deadhead there. overly touristy or not, I could look past that and enjoy the serene beauty and have a grate time. I do suggest everyone go there, and if you go, go before sunrise, you can enjoy most of your time without the throngs of people. sharp as a cue ball. gotta love life. peace. peace.
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we live in hope of hearing the story again. It was eaten by misbehaving software...
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thanks, marye. that is really a compliment. I am afraid it 'would pale in comparrison' to the last one, since I think that one was just exactly perfect... but.... I'll make a deal with you, if you scan those negs and make digi images of those 2 most excellent Jerry pics (you know which ones-- how sweet they are) and email them to me,I'll write it up again. ( -: peace.
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whats behind door number 3. marye, hold out for 1 more that is still unwritten;)
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more on old school I think the another big thing about being old school, or the old school heads on tours and the touch heads, was the general policy of 'self-policing' the community. as an example, nobody gave a shit if people were dringking themselves silly in the parking lots, BUT once someone threw a bottle and broke it, the older heads would chide the dude who did that. then, the 'old school' heads would go clean up the mess. being old school has nothing to do with age, mind you. sure, I was fucking around on the board one day and posting lots of crap, I did kind of fuck up because I did think I was in the chat room thread and not the news thread; bt that is not the point, once someone, in this case, marye said, dude, chill out with this, I stopped. I apologised, and that was that. end of story. end of issue. Door # 3??? clearly that would be marye up-loading a digi copy of her old cassette tapes of her interview with jerry which I really hope to 'hear' someday. peace
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things have been getting hot round the site! Spring fever? Cabin fever? Cat fever? Fever rolled up to one hundred and five? Must be because you have been without my calming influence for a bit!!??!! greetings friends from Ashgabat Turkmenistan! I am on TV tomorrow so tune in to the government station to watch the special performing badger show! Its after the repeat of the 3 hour documentary about cotton harvesting machines and before the sychronised stadium flag waving telethon. take care everyone!
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badger, have fun with that Täze Elipbiýi over there in Whereverthefuckitisstan! safe travels. Turkmen Proverbs Words of Wisdom for Life by Gazanfar Pashayev http://azer.com/aiweb/categories/magazine/ai111_folder/111_articles/111… 3 from that page: Blood is dripping from his pen. (His actions hurt others.) Don't swear in the name of my grandfather who was a slave, And I won't swear in the name of your grandfather who was a wealthy landowner. (A person's ancestry is sacred, no matter what reputation they had.) A donkey with a load is still a donkey. (The true character of human beings who are evil is still evident even if presented as respectable. The proverb is used in a negative way about people of bad character.)
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Had an AMAZING weekend. Went to a battle of the bands in willamantic supporting wildlife conservation and the conservation of the river. four amazing bands (well, at least three, one had a terrrrrible vocalist) great BBQ, dead heads galore. One band was a tribute band though they also wrote their own stuff. Also bought tons of books in providence. check out the band that won the battle, a band called "The Line" also, there was this amazing girl there named Desiree who is on youtube and the like. check her out as she is very young but an amazing player.Peace, The Kid
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The Mütter Museum at the College of Physicians of Philadelphia.We went there today for my girls anatomy class trip and what a trip it was, Wow this place is freaky, full of collections of medical monstrosities. You can check it out on line if you can't get there!! Really freaked me out!
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Sydney Pollack passed away on May 26. a hell of a nice guy, really down to earth. I met him once at a party I crashed on the upper east side round about the time just before or just after Tootsie came out. We talked for a long while, mostly about gangster stuff and the yakuza, and when I held up an extra ticket for the next night's show at MSG, and said "dude, you ever been to a Grateful Dead concert?" and this, I will never forget, he looked at me for like a full minute, and he said: "The Grateful Dead? those people never bathe" RIP, Syd, may the 4 winds blow you safely home. peace.
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