All these items disappeared from the Royal Hierarchy Trailor:
Papa Joe Mama's "PIPESTIKA" armband (red cloth with b&w "pipestika" painted in a circle)
Lilith's WHITE COFFEE MUG with original SubGenius art custom-painted onto the side of it
My bath-towel with a Dobbshead hand-embroidered onto the corner, above the name "Doug"
Our innocence
If you found these, please mail 'em to my sacred PO Box, PO Box 19355, Cleveland OH 44119
NOT Lost: OUR FAITH IN "BOB"! KEEP UP THE F.I."B"!
FOUND:
I found a pretty fancy, well-used hand-carved mahogany PIPE (or other fine wood), carved in surreal irregular curves, smelling like pipe tobacco and NOT FROP, on the ground at the Quijibo Lounge site. The stem was broken, snapped off as if stepped on, but fixable with epoxy. I kept it and can mail it to anyone who wants it.
I have Nickie's first aid kit and blue bag (and will mail it tomorrow)
There are two fancy silver earrings stil sitting on a window sill in the trailor. Call Brushwood and tell the Barney's, if they're yours. I'll be back at Brushwood in 2 weeks for Starwood.
IT.
A memo possibly from Dobbs, which I will scan and post soon.
Incidentally, when I left on Wednesday, the box of Bobbie awards still had not arrived at Brushwood. Dobbs, however, did.
WHERE WERE YOU???
I was there, with about 10 other people maybe, at the Brushwood stage, at 7 am July 5, 2000, taking my third disappointment like a man -- UP THE ASS FROM "BOB," FIGURATIVELY... I THOUGHT!!
The ten who were with me will vouch that shortly after 7 am, just as we were beginning to lose faith, a white Cadillac came rumbling down the hill and right up to the pavilion.
Out stepped "Bob" and Connie Dobbs. "BOB" AND CONNIE GOD DAMNED DOBBS THEMSELVES!!!
Nobody can remember what happened after that. All dozen surviving SubGenii woke up about two hours later, in various places around the campground, mostly uninjured but with complete amnesia. Wei and I awoke underneath the tumped-over Pulpit, feeling all beat and pummelled to shit, covered with interior and exterior bruises and feeling UTTERLY DRAINED, psychically as well as physically.
But AHHHHHH, the SLACK glowing within the PAIN!!
I'm no homo, but I'd bend over and let Dobbs do it to me again, ANY JULY 5!!
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