Tuesday, January 15, 2008
im still here
Hey there everybodee, I still haven't received any emails from anyone. If you are still having trouble please keep trying. Alot of times people use 200 instead of 2000 for my email address so double check your zeros. I keep in touch with Aint Aud and Aunt Shirley, so I know that my email address is still current. Cory I remnember meeting you once, so please keep trying. I am so looking forward to meeting all of you too. It sounds like we have a pretty large family too. That will be the hard part trying to remember everyones name, that dang sometimers is kicking in ya know. Anyway somebody write me soon. Your cuz, your sister, your friend Gail Shailee
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Hiya Sis :-)
You will just have to keep coming into this here blog and givin us ALL updates.... slay a few dozen birds with one note!
Nice to see you checked in again!
Cya soon
Love,
Orrin
Just so ya know...there are 2 Cory /Corey's, and 2 Gail's -- so you're getting off cheap remembering those names!
Kind of funny that you remember meeting your little brother....once! And that ain't even CLOSE to being the most unusual thing I've heard, about our family, in the past 2 month's!
Man, there better be a lot of alcohol flowing at this reunion...... : )
Guess what??? Cory is in for a "rude" awakening, the Town is Dry (meaning they don't sell booze.) You can buy a membership to an eatery and they will serve you alcohol , or you can BYOB. sorry to be the bearer of "Bad news" cory.
Love aint aud
Now that's funny Cory!!!!
Wish I could see Cory's face when he read that A. Aud!
Jodi just informed me about that this evening! It took her a good 15 minutes to actually make me understand how that was possible! At first I thought she was kidding -- I was like,"What do you mean there are no liquor stores -- what is THAT about"??
Damn red states.....
Cory, don't worry. This is the wettest dry county you will ever be in. Dry my butt!!!! (not really...I'll dry my own butt), but I've lost count of the liquor license sold here. When we first came to Bay, I remember Debbey saw a calendar advertising "The Bay Gin", and she thought it was where they made liquor...ta da...someone broke it to her that it was a COTTON gin! (oh yeah...and we were totally embarrassed when our brother got a job there "running the suck". Put THAT on a resume' up NORTH!!! ha!ha!
Even if we got together at the old "Ladd's Cafe" (which I can rent for free...and it happens to be available that weekend) we're not suppose to have alcolhol, but as long as we don't climb any telephone poles or streak down Main St, (that includes you too Aint Aud) ...I think we can find a boot legger hangin' around!
I'm impressed that you can dry your own butt! Orrin's going to be 50 this year and he still can't do that.
I make no promises of keeping my clothes on, or not climbing telephone poles -- or even not climbing telephone poles with clothes on.....
Woooohoooo! The BIG 50! When is the BIG day? Sheez...all this time I thought I was so much older than ya'll. Maybe we can celebrate the 50 at the reunion! Now, as for you Cory...remember, I have to LIVE in this town! Please tell me your nick name is not Ricky Boobie!!
As for "Mark" from the rifleman...first of all, when I was little, he was my first tv crush! Does this whole family have a problem with too much imagination? I THINK NOT! It's makes us "colorful". Oh, and I remember when your folks did "gigs" together. In fact, Gabbey and Jan had to rescue me once when I left Bay and went back to Chicago (age 17) to get married. The guy went goofey on me and tried to kill me (nother story...nother time). But basically, after my best friend stabbed this guy because he was trying to throw me off a balcony, (not deep stabs, just took a butcher knife to him and barely dabbed at him--about 8 or so times), he let me go and ran off. My mother called Gabbey to come get me. So at about 1 am ...he got to the area around Midwest Airport, and you all lived around O'Hare. I think that was the last time I saw you. (?) Gabbey and Jan helped me pack my things and get on a plane. I still remember I couldn't get it all packed, and Jan took some of my things to wear on stage. I had a couple really cool suede vests with LOOONG fringe, and she thought they would look good on stage. I think Mom has a picture of them together on stage. I'll look for it.
..oh just stabbed him a few times with a butcher knife...la la la...not too deep though...la la la
yeah....just short stabs. Although she did have to turn the knife over to the police! Man, when I think about those years, I really wonder how I lived thru them. I don't KNOW how I managed to get in these predictaments...I just did. (no fault of my own). I know this is hard to believe, but at that age, I didn't know people did drugs and had sex! No kidding! I truly thought you HAD to be married! (not to do drugs...) But I thought only the "hippies" in colleges or in China Town did drugs. ....yeah..I'm tellin' ya, I was green as a goose! I remember in my sex education class I answered a quesion about diseases and wrote (in this spelling) "gang green", and the answer was gonorhea...the whole class got punished for my stupid answer!!! (Dylan...& all the ones still in school....close your eyes when you read this...and just read this part: I was ZACTLY right...you DO NOT USE DRUGS AND YOU DO NOT HAVE SEX BEFORE MARRIAGE.
How exactly do you just barely stab a guy, 8 or so times???
LOL
Okay...stab is the wrong word..it was "jabs". Is "jabs" a word? Any way, I'm sure he was fine. It's a long boring story..honest.
Okay...stab is the wrong word..it was "jabs". Is "jabs" a word? Any way, I'm sure he was fine. It's a long boring story..honest.
there is a bad echo in here!
Yea,
I'm hearing it too.anomyous2
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