In response to Paul's post regarding police fundraising: this photo is from the bumper of a Buffalo Police car on Seneca Street. When we first saw it, we thought someone had stuck it on the back of the car without the knowledge of the driver and would be removed as soon as it was detected, yet the next police car we came across had the same sticker in the same location. In fact, every police car we past until crossing the Mainstreet-Dixon line, had these stickers proudly displayed. I have yet to come across one of these stickers on a police car in the blocks around Elmwood.




In case resolution was lost compressing it for the web, the sticker reads "Pay Police, like your life depends on it."

I had an apple, shiny, crisp, and sweet. This apple was perfect in every way. So perfect was this apple, that I could not bring myself to eat it. Today I woke up to find the apple had rotted from within and was now a slimy pile of rancid mush on the floor. Such is life.

My hands and my mouth need constant arousal. I will soon be hideously obese, or have one of the cleanest apartments this side of the Niagara. It is true that controlling the timing of my bowel movements during my formidable years gave me considerable pleasure and a sense of control over my parents. Our bathroom floor and kitchen table are interchangeable. I could eat with my toes if I were so flexible. Moderation has never been a friend of mine.

I am Robin writing this uh... We're going to go over to Roxy's greenroom in a little bit I think. Y'all might want come on out if ya aint doing nothing. Why not?

Oh lord. What an insane week it has been. I have stories abound about my time as a carnie, dance parties with straightedge Hamburg girls, the gigundo naked party, and gestopo parking enforcers, but I shall sit on these until the long awaited party tomrrow evening. I do expect all to be there - espically you, Metalpeter - and all to be in prime rocking form. I turned down a $200 day of work to attend this shindig, therefor anything short of rocking so hard that dimands disapear into dust will not be tolerated. Leave your jewels at home.