Robbie Rob,
It's safe for me now to say this on the List bcuz 1) you're asleep, and 2)
so is everybody else except those woolly mammoth Aussies.
When you do wake up, RR, in all helpful courteousness I want to ask: Do you
think it's wise to say what you've said to Dom about Dom? I mean this List
is a awesomely modelistic poetics do-gooder List that prolly has healed
dozens of hernias and contributed to the lessening of brutality in
neighborhood pubs by it putting people instantly to sleep, especially at
this hour of Saturday nite which as you MUST by now know is the only night
that most of the world is sitting at home and. Never mind that. Following
are the portions of your own words writ to Dom about Dom this very evening.
I wanna know if he has asked for a apology:
> Dom's thing
> was pretty much pelucid and turned basically on
> apparently
> blindingly obvious to him as he grew up with them.
Best wishes and all that,
Dr. Judith B. Prince (as you yourself anointed me, RR)
P.S. Pellucid is spelled pellucid, not pelucid.
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