Ladies and gentlemen....graduation is in three hours....and you know what that means:

the summer of starbuck is about to begin. two and a half entire months with nothing to do but strum the guitar, catch up on old "WKRP" reruns on hulu and chase around the youngsters. while you working stiffs are slaving away at the office, i will sipping pina coladas by the pool. ok, maybe juice boxes and not pina coladas...and it may have to be an inflatable shrek kiddie pool...but you get the idea. from now until late august will be nothing but a continuous fryday! freedom!

I will think up a poll for this puppy later, but i am expecting the thread views to surpass the JB birthday thread by next thursday.

any suggestions for things to do this summer? so much time, so much time!

let's get us started off right this summer with a little excerpt from days gone by on madison avenue. TIA to my good friend kkeno!

"we've come a long way bucky"

I was tired of my lady
We'd been together too long
Like a worn-out recording
Of a favorite song
So while she lay there sleeping
I read the paper in bed
And in the personal columns
There was this letter I read

"If you like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you'd like making love at midnight
In the dunes on the Cape
Then I'm the love that you've looked for
Write to me and escape."
I didn't think about my lady
I know that sounds kind of mean
But me and my old lady
Have fallen into the same dull routine
So I wrote to the paper
Took out a personal ad
And though I'm nobody's poet
I thought it wasn't half bad

"Yes I like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
I'm not much into health food
I am into champagne
I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon
And cut through all this red-tape
At a bar called O'Malley's
Where we'll plan our escape."
,
So I waited with high hopes
And she walked in the place
I knew her smile in an instant
I knew the curve of her face
It was my own lovely lady
And she said, "Oh it's you."
Then we laughed for a moment
And I said, "I never knew."

That you like Pina Coladas
Getting caught in the rain
And the feel of the ocean
And the taste of champagne
If you'd like making love at midnight
In the dunes of the Cape

You're the lady I've looked for
Come with me and escape

" ..  catch up on old "WKRP" reruns on hulu and chase around the youngsters. while you working stiffs are slaving away at the office, i will sipping pina coladas by the pool. ok, maybe juice boxes and not pina coladas...and it may have to be an inflatable shrek kiddie pool...but you get the idea. from now until late august will be nothing but a continuous fryday! freedom!

I will think up a poll for this puppy later, but i am expecting the thread views to surpass the JB birthday thread by next thursday.

any suggestions for things to do this summer? so much time, so much time! "

*********** SIGH !!!! ************  WTF ?! ****************

PartyDoll MEG wrote on Jun 12^th, 2010 at 2:25pm:

meg!

you can never have too many kids. or enough #@!*ing sleep.

Mea Domina Iania dulcis, iterum cum visero
servus sum et semper manebo

Just go down the pub, playin' pool and drinking..

" Mea Domina Iania dulcis, iterum cum visero
servus sum et semper manebo   "


!!!!!

" you can never have too many kids. or enough #@!*ing sleep.

Mea Domina Iania dulcis, iterum cum visero
servus sum et semper manebo  "

Sparky ! : " WHOOF !!!! " :

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" pick up Warpaint Live dvd, some fine herb and send the kid's to camp. "

Forget the War Dances .............................


NEVER Let go the Couch !!!!  :

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" Mea Domina Iania dulcis, iterum cum visero
servus sum et semper manebo  "


Every lonely wife knows the way I feel .....

.... don't let go TONIGHT !!!!! :

 

put the kids in front of a tv, call moonie and tell him to bring over some bitches

parmeda wrote on Jun 13^th, 2010 at 7:42pm:


my GOD pammy...they have GOT to shut that place down.



did i tell you that when i called the place back three days after the fall, the woman at reception says to me, "we're glad to hear you're ok. most people that fall off that cliff are in the hospital for much longer." then the beyatch lets me know that i will be receiving a ticket for "unlawfully entering a forbidden area of the state park".

i am now a fugitive from the state of Illinois. i never payed that ticket. 

" Mea Domina Iania dulcis, iterum cum visero
servus sum et semper manebo  "


**** { The following is an excerpt from the forthcoming interview with Editor - in - Chief of Posting World Magazine -- Some Guy -- and Internet Legend " The Joey "  }  *****

Some Guy :  " Thanks for sitting down with us today Joey "

The Joey : " My Pleasure Some Guy ......... is there any Water ?  "

Some Guy : " We will certainly get you some water  ... it is my understanding that you are currently working on a biography of ' The MaxLugar '    ... is this true ? "  

The Joey : " Yes , it is quite true   --- I am two years into the first volume with its current working title ' The Path to Posting '  chronicling the Lugar's hard-scrabble youth whilst growing up in the Texas Hill Country   "

Some Guy : " Why Joey ?!     ... why would ANYONE want to read a weighty tome(s) on the life story of the MaxLugar ?!  .. !!!! "

The Joey : " The Tale of the MaxLugar is one of the great stories of history . Indeed , it is a Tragedy in the very real sense of the term  -- The MaxLugar is the central character in a story of moral importance ending in ruin ( see : LBJ , 1963 - 1969 ) . I mean , this is a man who reached so far and MADE it with www.MaxLugar.com and then let the entire thing crumble  ..... **** { Joey shakes his head }  ****  ..... I really do believe it is THE Story of the early twenty- first century . "

Some Guy : " You mentioned the first volume .............. how many volumes will there be ? "


The Joey : " Four Volumes . Volume I deals with The Lugar's formative youth and relationship with his parents : Rebecca Baines and Sam " Ealy " Lugar  .. Volume II is titled ' Means of Posting ' , Volume III is titled ' Master of the Internet ' covering the years 1995 - 2001 [ pre- 9/11 ) and Volume IV will be titled ' The Fall '  ....... no one individual has known such climactic heights and suffered such an egregious , swift and tragic fall from Grace ... "


Some Guy : " I can not wait to begin reading your book  -- when do you plan to publish the first volume ? "

The Joey : ** { Looks around the room } *** " Is there some water around here anywhere ..... ? "



*** { FADE TO WHITE  -- Like an ANGEL !!!!! } ****

" joey, your MLS in creative writing from the university of phoenix is not doing you any favors. that was the worst post i've read since ian billen posted his graduate thesis on the intricacies of dirty work. "



<  ------- You make Joey weep and shit liquid !  Why ?! ..... WHY ?!   ... Why do you make young Joey use so much toilet paper ?

Number One- Do not fuck up the Summer of Starbuck.

enable guest voting on your polls and you'll put up jb #'s.

do like I have done the past 45 summers.....drink your ass off while playing Stones as loud as your stereo will allow...oh....and stock up on good drugs too!

Joey wrote on Jun 17^th, 2010 at 12:17pm:

This makes young SCL salivate.

" SUMMER OF STARBUCK UPDATE:

-recording session booked for next saturday
-voice a bit tired after three gigs in four days, including a big street dance tonight in the western burbs
-foot healing nicely (thanks pam)
-views up slightly

NEW FOOTAGE: pug and josh in their hotel room @ shidoobee wildwood fest, 2008

http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/53858437d8/mastermind-beatles-holiday-from-cryp...


********* SIGH !!!! *************

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" Summers the time to enjoy some fine herb!   "



<  ---- Amen !!!!


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".... today, I find myself in another sort of sonic abyss. I'm sitting alone in my apartment. My daughter is gone. My house guests are gone. Alice the cat is gone (I ate her with hoisin sauce). And the silence is deafening. I am doing that same kind of plummeting you do when you look at a Jackson Pollock too long, and I can't even hear the rush of the wind because I have my studio-grade headphones on. The silence, I am here to tell you, is deafening.

Everybody, by the way, thinks that when you fall into the abyss it's empty. Cold. Dark. Dead.

Naaah. Couldn't be nicer.

Me? I've taken the fall. Leap--make that taken the leap. Gathered both feet beneath me, made sure I could feel the mud scrunched up between my toes for maximum traction, and leaped. Lept. Leopt. I'm a leopard. And the water's not cold; it's warm. And the river's not dark; you'd be surprised how much you can see. And dead? Naaah. Teeming with life. Somewhere, they appear to be playing Wagner. Which is odd.

You want to soar beneath the surface, open your mouth, ingest it. Ingest all of it. Of course, if you did that you'd drown. Which is not the object of the exercise.

Me? I'm just swimming upriver.

Huck fucking Finn in reverse. Some days the current is so strong you're swimming at what seems to be a great rate when, in fact, the river bank is slowly going by... the wrong way. These days, though, I'm pleased to announce, headway is being made. I see less of the sun. I'm seeing lots of green. I'm at one with the river. Which is good, 'cause if you're not, there's more damned things swimming around next to you that would like to bite or otherwise fuck with you than you can shake a stick at.

The snakes make the best eating. Once you get good at it; once you've mastered your gag reflex, you just grab 'em, bite their heads off, and then slide 'em down your throat. Don't even have to stop swimming. Shit 'em out about a day later, bones and all. "


I THANK You all for your Time Today !!!!  

The  "  Annotated  "  ( Baked ? )  'kins ! ™

" -views up slightly "

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http://artofstarving.files.wordpress.com/2007/01/couch.JPGw=500 !!!!

Starbuck wrote on Jun 24^th, 2010 at 2:17pm:


mmmm..

what is the melody we are to sing those words to Mr. Poet?

Teiz wrote on Jun 24^th, 2010 at 4:35pm:



what would JC say?

Teiz wrote on Jun 24^th, 2010 at 4:35pm:

meg, didn't i send that one to you?

do you need a byrds package ASAP?

' there is some great material in this thread . '

< ------ Concur Some Guy !!!!


Sparky :  " WHOOF !!!! "

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and so the summer of starbuck continues with the boys at target field on a beautiful feakin day.....the navy seals just jumped out of a c147 onto the field, and the vice admiral in charge of special operations is in the building and threwout the first pitch....so have no fear.... Your young bucky is safe. And Frankie is on the mound. All should go smoothly.

vice admiral in charge of special operations is in the building

Riffy's there?

" vice admiral in charge of special operations is in the building

Riffy's there ? "


" WHOOF !!!!! " : http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1264/771955619_2d4f23be7c.jpgv=0 !!!

Bump for the Kitty !!!!! :

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