SUNDAY MARCH 31ST 1996

First Set

• Size Matters
• Why Should I?
• Citizen XYY
• Bee Fodder
• Bacon
• Flowers On The Wall
• Ed Gein
• Vittlehaid
• March Of The Midnight Dragon
• Alfredo
• Hell Drilling

Second Set

• Puff Piece
• Fuck Shit Piss Satan
• Cold Miser/Heat Miser
• Mushrooms That Kenny Got
• Slop City
• Grudge Against Doris
• Ape Shall Not Kill Ape
• Stalker
• Kenny Rogers Drives A Truck
• Vampyre
• Monster Meat

  Jason: Up at the crack o' two for a breakfast of bagels + drugs. Cider is limited and pricey.

  Dr. Goldberg records: (Sunday eve.) Let the record state that:

  Whereas: Lumpy undulates head in time to annoying guitar solo.

  Whereas: Pizzle played 2 (count 'em), 2 sets at Lily's and were forced to follow Wendy to strange bars and drink strange drinks and

  Whereas Alistair the rat ate thereof and Ricki said A, B, C' Ya! and Lumpy believes in psychotherapy as art where old world craftsmen still give a shit and Mr. Kress is the voice of reason and is spasmodically red in the face

  "OY!" (Dr. G...)

  Dr. G got rescued from beating her head against a post. Lumpy's head is under the table + or on fire...

  Let the record state that Dr. Goldberg is herewith + thereby chastised @5am for not having bong hit

  "H" from the asthmatic Greek

  Lumpy: "Aristotle", the playboy son of an elusive shipping baron.

  Wendy: G1 + G2 and Doreen (cool woman-very drunk!) + her two buddies took me to this nutty after hours bar to drink "the wash". A shot of Kessler's chased w/stout beer. Jason, Lumpy, Ricki, + Kris followed to rescue me-entered the place w/trepidation (it was pitch dark!) and were hailed like old friends and treated to a round of the wash, as well.

  Lumpy: 12:00 Monday Midnight-Chris tries the crap that we've been smoking...

  Notes: nothing broken or stolen yet. Jason ripped the crotch out of his pants-Chris lost his flashlight. We've consumed one pound of coffee. We need more. We've met many interesting and exciting Detroit rock personalities.

  Chris seemingly unconscious by 1:30 or so. Ricky tells of the Ratt Family "King Egg" holiday tradition. We're flabbergasted but promise to pass it on in our own families.

  Jason: Few people appreciate the magic of Lunchladyland.

  Sometime late-Kriss cacooned. Wendy asnooze. Trouble in the Monkey Haus.

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