This is the best version of these original thoughts...uncut & unedited! I might get nabbed by the ratings police for allowing it but what the hell! Everyone should try to get mental grip on this. And if you dont get it keep trying these guys fall on ya like a ton of bricks... that used to block your path.

... Doug La Rue

Date:
Sun, 14 Feb 99 05:44:02 PST
From:
"Ed Florida" <florida@eritter.net>
To: "EVERYBODY"

>
> Performing is like playin' guitar I discovered, you have to practice.
> My performance was Okay, my objective was to prepare and present, an entertaining twenty minute set, being careful not to upstage Ray Wylie, of course.
> I'd be very happy to run around the country opening for him and/or Chuck
> BrodskY!
> Carol Played her cool twin guitar parts and sang harmony with me. (what a
> side-Queen)
> Boy, I sure felt stiff. The delivery of my story was too fast to
> create it's true potential impact, my timing was fair, but then again,
> I wasn't gettin' paid a nichol and my job was to warm them up,
> not ‘Blow ‘em Away'. I'd say I did my job very well and
> I believe my employer to have better than broke even on his investment.
> My pickin' was satisfactory, however,
> I need to perform a lot more, it's been five years since I quit..
> But, I'm gettin' my whatevers together and thinkin' ‘bout
> movin' down to Austin for a while. I'm layin' brick and clearin' up old debts.
> I've been invited to write a Column in the ‘Capitol City A&E Magazine'.
> We love Austin and it's always been good to us, and
> folks down there are always inviting us to come for to visit and to perform.
> I like that, really do.
>

It's amaizing, everybody in Austin has a comfortable couch,
> and immeasurable Old Time Texas Hospitality, It's contagious!
> What's amaizing, is how Austin takes the ‘DAMN' out of the YANKEE
> with a good infusion of Redneck Texas Sovereignty and Freedom of Thought..
> I just need to perform frequently for a while now. I'm ready again.
> I need to hear the hummmmmm o' the tires, know what I mean?
> Give me those North Carolina dates and I'll be there, in tune and with
> new strings.
> We'll upstage each other!!!! EEEEeeeeAAAAAEEEEEeeeeee!!!!!!!
> Mid August Huh? Great!
> Let's hold off on New England.
> Let's go to Europe.
> (I might need to scout out a location for my exile if
> some of this shit I been writin'falls into the wrong hands,
> maybe a Maginot bunker.
> My buddy Dwayne Knox suggested a cave.)
> Let's both get Tickets to Ireland,
> I hear potatoes are cheap over there when (if) the crop comes in.
>
> So! We'll have the Catholics and the Protestants marvellin' ‘bout us
> instead of thinkin' ‘bout each other.
> tell that Irishman that you gotta bring your sidekick, EddyBob, The Hankabilly
> Cowboy!
> assert yourself, Old Hero Friend of mine.
> Send the guy a copy of this letter and tell
> him we desire to tour in his fair country! Really, I promise, they'll love us.
> All we need are tickets, passports, and our Guitars.
> You are in the American National Basesball Hall of Fame, Chuck Brodski!
> Europeans will celebrate you,
> The Japaneese will imortalize you.
> Housewives will tolerate you.
> You are Mom and Apple Pie,
> your an American Original,
> you're a ‘Hot Dog', Dude!
> I don't care that you slipped in through the back door.
> How appropriate to listen to you sing of the lefties
> as I Recall rootin' for the Dodgers and watchin' the Yankees kick their tail.
> I loved the Lefties, they were different, like me, like you, Different!
> That was in the fifties, when the Dodgers were in Brooklyn.
> EEEEEeeeeHAAAAaaaaa!
> You share a Land Mark of the millinium in American History, Home town boy
> doin' good,
> a breathing voice right beside Mickey Mantle and Babe Ruth.
> It is your spirit that will fill my ears and soul as their spirit fills my
> memories.
> You are a story ! People love Stories.
> You are a Hero! I love Heros.
> You have clout. You are no longer ‘something fixin' to happen',
> you are here and now and we both will be there and then! YES!!!!
> Let's go to Ireland, Chuck!!!!!!! If that guy drags his feet,
> lets figger another way to get there, but let's go for cryin' out loud.
>
> But First!!!!!.
> I have a comment about a reaction I had to your most previous letters.
> My computer has locked me out of your correspondences of late,
> so I won't be able to be as broad in reply as is probably not necissary to be
> anyway.
> *
> About my writings to date, Chuck:
>
> My Brother in Law skims the surface of my writings
> with no interest in Politics, he thinks Marijuana is a drug,
> he spots the crudeness of my vernacular, and requests ceasation of my
> mailings.
> He knows absolutely nothing of what I have said, but is offended by the way
> it was said. He has his priorityies and I respect that.
> Doug Clegg, professional folk singer/songwriter, sings my song,
'a Wind Blows through West Texas at his
giggs all over the country and sends me fifty bucks every time he produces
another thousand CDs (the one that contains that song)

Gloria Throne loves the Spirit she perceives in my writings. She inspires
> me.
Davey Davis, of Country Eastern Music,
performs a couple of dozen songs I wrote in the Ski Resorts all over Vermont.
> Steve from Kansas is glad to know there is an American Patriot in these
> Ozarks.
> Frank Hill, the Great Texan, Cowboy Poet, Songwriter,
> Computer Expert and Character Extraordinare,
> compares my writings to Joyce and Faulkner. (I assume he's read them too.)
> Ken Gaines, Singer Songwriter, friend, sends ‘Keep ‘em comin' messages
> once a week.
> Steve Brooks, a professional Freelance writer, Singer songwriter,
> thinks I need to learn ‘The elements o Style', and shorten my sentences.
> Lollie Tindol has a Phd and has offered to edit my material for
> $5,000.oo.
> Abby, a journalist is enthralled with my writings, and my Stances,
> says she's never had to take a stand for anything in her whole life,
> she also says that my song ‘Wath me walk away cause I won't crawl',
> helped her through the loss of her husband. I surely do hope so
> because it sure caused me a lot of confusion.
> Suzanne enjoys my stories but doesn't have time for the
> volumnous correspondece with my friends.(which i personally think is an important part)
> Joe Morin tells me to use the spell checker. (He has a modern computer)
> Cecele loves for me to read them to her and she laughs hard.
> Paul B comments only on the parts about Carol. I love him,
> and his beautiful wife, Carol's Mama.
> Dwayne Knox catalogs my writings and forwards a number of them to
> the Organization, ‘Veterans Against the War,' who
> > faithfully await and watch and for the return of the Last Patrol.
> New Works Review, a websight Magazine, invited me to submit
> for publication, but I'd have to format my stories, remove expletives, and
> count the words.
> That just ain't my thang! But thanks for the compliment.
> Doug LaRue, Founding Editor of the Capitol City A&E mag in Austin,
> (Expelled former leader of the Austin Songwriters Group,
> He's an Hombre and a Texas Renegade who screwed up and is in disfavor with the
> fraternity-
> obviously, My Kinda Trooper),
> He says "WHOOOEEEE-Dude" about my writings, and
> invites me to do a column in the magazine.
> And you my good friend, Chuck Brodsky, You plead for more stories.
> You encourage me to write. My stories inspire you. I understand the
> meaning of that word. I am flattered. Thank you.
> You send letters of encouragement but, you like my writings more than Twain?
> I would like to believe that, and I do, however,
> I sense from the gest of your responses that you are
> only skimming the surface my friend.
>
> I would (not solely upon the strength of our first encounter)
> assume you to be a gentle and compassionate man (that is, on the surface.)
> Your accomplishments of the last seven years are noteworthy
> and prove you to be a mildly ambitious sort of fellow. (That thing comes from
> inside the surface.)
> The first song I heard you sing told me you have an imagination,
> and that you are an admirer of adventure, and always anxious to stick your
> toe in Adventure's tempting, and possibly dangerous waters.
> You are very curious, I believe.
> I have never stuck my toe in Adventure's enticing waters,
> I jumps in head first, buddyYEEEEEEEeeHAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaEEEEEeeeee!!!!!
> Understand, my friend, compassion and gentiliy are fine for some of the
> ladies,
> but the millinium approaches, No, it is here.
> It is here I tell you and I am excited!!!! YES! EXCITED!!!!!EEeeHAAAaaaa!!!!!!
> Adventures await those who seek them, the likes of which,
> mankind before us has not been privy to since he discovered fire!
> The world around us is frightening it's self into frenzies of
> of uncontrollable stupidity and you can join them and crawl into a
> Fat Cat Media-controlled cave
> and curl into a fetal, fearful, and fatal position awaiting the Black-hooded
> Boogy-man,
> or you can---- oh, never mind,
> I noticed from your last letter that,
> although you read my writings, and you so kindly and gently ask for more,
> you haven't thoroughly understood, nor grasp the meanings in their intended
> context.
>
> I say to you as a friend and a buddy, who wishes to tour with you:
> "If you've got loose screws, Baby, you had better tighten ‘em up."
> The millinium is here, there are plenty of loose screws looking for a place to
> come un-bound, the world is shaking, the winds are ill, and
> if you ain't got yo're act together Dude,
> oh well,
> If I do need to say more, well,
> it's been good to know ya'!!!!!!!!
> NO Sir!
> I'm gonna face this millinium HEADS UP and ATTITUDE ON!!!.
> Robert Earl is gonna drive down the street and watch it all come unwound!
> NOT ME old friend. I'M Gonna go out and help unwind it!EEEeeeeHAAAaaaa!!!!
> I dare it to get in my ‘Old School Texan' Way, and I invite you to Join me.!
> I was taught that I could have any thing I wanted, it's my birthright,
> the only thing is,I have to work for it, appreciate it and be honest in all my
> dealings and
> give thanks my God, which ever one I choose.
> Read the first ammendment. We are guaranteed freedom of Speach and
> Freedom
> of the press, and religion, and in exchange, we acknowledged the ultimate
> power of the
> Federation, or republic, or the union or,or democracy, or whatever you want to
> call it.
> But the clincher is, that we gave up our right to assemble un-peacefully.
> Personally, I wouldn't pick up a rifle to go fight for this U.S. organization
> of the wealthy,
> (an act for which I was commended by a U.S. Military jury of my peers,)
> and niether will I approach this U.S.organization of the wealthy in any other
> than
> the most peaceable manner. Arms are not necissary in this
> Resolutionary War, the battle of the Millinium, the apex, the crescendo, the
> climax,
> This is the greatest time in history to be Free!EEEEEeeeeeHAAAAaaaa!!!!
> I am a Texan EEEEeeeeHAAAAaaaa!!~!!! God Bless America,
> but thank God, I'm a Texan!!!!!aaaaAAAAEEEEEEHAAAAaaaaa!!!!
>
>
> Now, the subject at hand, my writings.
> I am taking them into the closet, no one need hit their delete key to rid
> themselves
> of my pleasures.
> If anyone wants to read me, my writings will be available, however,
> people will have to seek them.
> No longer shall my thoughts be as Shot Gun pellets
> blasted into a dark cyber-night,
> aimed at the butts of the unappreciative, to be stashed in a file for future reference.
> I plan to organise my writings to date, in preparation for a new type of
> Commercial American Adventure. A Grass Roots Adventure
> of an Old ‘pre-corporate' American kind.
>
> That's write\right!
> I'm going to make my writings available to the open public domain.
> None of my writings will be copyrighted,
> If anyone wants to publish anything I write,
> they are free to do so on the Honor System.
> If they wish to send me royalties, I will appreciate it and be greatful,
> if not, if money is more important to them,
> so be it, keep the cash dude and reap your own Karma, or
> you can shake my hand and do what you say you'll do, likin' to how my
> Grandaddy done. I shan't seek repayment for my art,
> but I'll accept gifts that are meant as such.
> I will claim my right be recognised as author, no more.
> I will claim my right to publish and use them in any manner in which I see
> fit.
> If David Allen Coe puts that country song I wrote on his new album,
> I'll shake his hand, but I won't deal in contracts or copyrights..
> For this I'll need no lawyer and I'll free a judge to go after his own kind,
> casting my vote against the Corporation and in favor of Freedom and tiny
> Government..
> As you suggested Chuck, as did Chris Chandler do, I shall
> publish my first book and receive what cash I can at my gigs.
> (Yes, I AM goin' back on the road)
> Maybe I'll make a movie, maybe theatre,
> but for certain, live performance, with song and melody.
> .
> So, Chuck, How bad do you want to read my new stories?
>
> Would you like to be the first (Along with Dwayne Knox of course).
>
> Bad enough to give of your time to, not only read and escape through them,
> but to study them, listen to what I was sayin. The ones you already have, that
> is.
> They are an era in my writings, (letters included) the first collection, the
> ‘EddyBob Strikes Back, Never Again? Collection".
> Do you really want more stories?
> If so, I will trade you.
> ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
> ------------------------------------
> Go back through the stories I have sent you, chronologically, beginning
> from the first.
> Take your time. Read them carefully and listen to my voice,
> not for escape, but to count the things
> I wrote that you consider an apology, both direct and implied.
> List them as you come to them.
> Then,
> Re-read them again, everything you have received, chronologically.
> This time, write a short essay about each apology, explicit and directed or
> implied,
> and to whom and toward what, it was intended.
> Send these things to me and I will send you on a wild adventure through story,
> I will send you the first story of my second collection.
> ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
> -------------------------
>
> Then, if you would like another story after that,
> Re-read the ones you have, again, and write an essay which catagorises the
> overall moral objective(s) of the first collection.
> Send it to me and I will send you story two of my second collection.
> I was taught that if you receive something, and you don't earn it,
> you will neither respect nor will you appreciate it properly.
> I wish to share my gift with you if you wish to share your gift with me.
> Otherwise, you can take your money to the movies, or to the theatre and,
> or at last, to my live performance, and trade it for my stories,
> or you can pay me with a little of your time, and a gift of your thoughts.
> ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
> -------------------------
> Would you have done that to be the first to read Mark Twain, Chuck?
> As for your feelings toward Twain's insight into the contemprary mindset,
> he was saying the same thing I was saying in my first collection,
> but Carol says that Plato and Socretese were sayin' the same thing,
> history repeats it's self, buddy, and people just don't change.
> Read the Rize and Fall of the Third Reich,
> while taking a map of Europe and super-impose the stratigic positioning of the
> Armies of the world today with the same of pre WW1 and WW2, 1933 to 1939.
> Follow the movements of the Allies through 1945,
> Compare the Dayton accord to Nevell Chamberland's signing away of the same
> regon in ‘37,
> (they've changed the names of the countries, but they ain't re-arranged the
> planet.)
> then you'll see why it is said that History repeats it's self.
> So do people.
> *
> WELL! When I see the millenium,
> I see a Grand and Proud, Palomina Stud, Saddled in Silver,
> Standing, Prancing, waiting anxiously for me to climb upon his back
> and to feel the Demanding rake of My Shiny, Black, Jinglin' Mexicans Spurs!
> I feel the exhileration of a reckless ride into the Freedom of Expectation and
> Uncertainty.
>
>
> What do you see, Chuck? Adventure?
> Or will you waist the millenium lookin' fer a screwdriver,
> and postponing things you would like to do?
> I invite you my friend, we shant see the Next millenium in this same shadow
> suit,
> I'm gonna use this one while I got it.
> There's my ante, It's your turn to deal, or toss, or choose red,
> or put it all on the blackblack and let it r----------.
>
> -----
>
> --....................................!!!!
> I beg your leave now as I go to prepare to live and share a
> StoryYYYYYEEEEHAAAAAaa!!
> A Wild Adventure. A triumphant Battle, an Entertaining book .
>
>
> Adios to my Email buddies of the past few months.
> You will hear no more from me until and if, I hear from you.
>
> EddyBob, the Hankabilly Cowboy
> Saddlin' up and headin' out.
> !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
> EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
>
> SPLASH!!!!!!!!!
> eeeeeEEEEhaaaaEEEEEEeee!
>
> SPLASH!!!! SPLASH!!!!! ,,,,,,,,
> SPLASH!!!!!,,,,,,,
>
> Come on in, Head First! The water's fine!!!!!!!
>
>