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2002-07-24 || 9:22 a.m. || if spies played keyboards and sang about rice dream. || my dearest double agents, it has been requested by satellite transmission that i relay the following intelligence. you may already have been briefed on said following intelligence. in that case, please disregard the following intelligence. following intelligence: owen ashworth of casiotone for the painfully alone is making his way around our fair country in the name of the almighty sk-1 and will be stopping in this corner of this very state this week. he is playing a show on thursday at kimo's (located at polk & pine, delightfully close to the loin, in san francisco) with nate denver and. and. and. his brother gordon's death metal band, peyote calamity. not to take the spotlight off of the eldest ashworth (whom i happen to adore greatly, btw. ((hiya owen.)) )? but peyote calamity must be seen to be believed? and gordon? could you say 'effing tuff'? the show i imagine will start around 10? and if you have any questions, please pick up the nearest red phone for further instructions (see. that's supposed to be spy-like. i am afraid it's rather vague. i just don't want you to get confused. and go lookin for red phones. em. sorry.). and i'm going, hosers. so if you need a ride. ***end transmission*** thank you very much. i hope to see/hear from you all very soon. might i say you are looking quite ravishing today? have you been taking vitamins? for the love of spies and bad fake moustaches, jenny guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |