hello friends and neighbors, this is your good buddy Spanky VonRobber. me and Bobby VonRobber and getting ready to have a drunken stoned run through a couple songs with a few room mics. if anyone wants to hear the result, i will establish a limited time FTP site just for the purpose of giving you the mp3s. email this guy for details.

i feel very close to you right now. like so close i don't need to email this guy. i can hear you now and it is great. keep on doing.

Lutefisk? As in the band?

well, spanky and bobby von robber stopped by last night. they had left their brother dick down at joe's bar. apparently he was chasing some skirt. sometimes spanky gets talking and you just don't want to listen to him too closely. anyway, they were fairly trashed when they got here. they still managed to drink a lot of my beer and smoke a lot of my dope. to be expected, really. those vonrobber brothers. insanity. they bugged me until i set up some mics and did a rough recording of some shit they're working on. it's rough regardless of the quality of the recording. but entertaining. so, i have mp3's of a 10 minute version of "katie holmes" and something odd they improved while getting stoned. i can make it available to anyone who is interested. email this guy. you know, me.

improv'd, not improved.

i like lutefisk. the band.

I never tried either (the band or the dish), but has anyone ever read Garrison Keillor's Lake Wobegon Days? He writes about having to have lutefisk for Christmas dinner (a repulsive gelatinous fishlike dish that tasted of soap and gave off an odor that would gag a goat), and how at their house, "food was not fuel but ballast, we ate and then we sank like rocks. Every Sunday, everyone got stoned on dinner except the women who cooked it and thereby lost their appetites--the rest of us did our duty and ate ourselves into a gaseous stupor and sat around in a trance and mumbled like a bunch of beefheads." It's a great read, especially if you like Prairie Home Companion.

who doesn't like prairie home companion?

Despite having grown up in the land of Lake Woebegon, I have apparently failed to attain a proper level of appreciation for Garrison Keillor. But lutefisk on the other hand, is a Gecko family tradition. Growing up, the rule was, one bite of lutefisk is required before any presents can be opened. For the first 20 some years, I hated the stuff, but now, it is to the point where I almost look forward to it.

I don't like "prairie home companion." I'm ok with keillor's sluggish delivery in "the writer's almanac," but I can't turn my mind down that much for more than 10 minutes at a time. but maybe now that I'm quitting coffee, I'll do better with npr's weekend programming.

try a sunday morning bongload.

I worry about you Gecko.