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      ------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.

      ----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.


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          • October 19, 2009 8:59 am

            You politely shake your head and whisper “Sorry, I’m meeting a friend.”

            You order another drink and wander around the slot machines. You see a Family Feud one and you feed it a sawbuck and give it a tug. Richard Dawson’s voice bellars, “Lets play the Feud!” Then Its starts dinging and lights start flashing.

            A couple of other people let out a groan. “Looks like we have our champion!” Dawson hollars.

            The bartender walks over, “Well Holy shit buddy you just won 10 grand!”

            “No kidding?!” you gasp.

            “No Kidding!”

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