I-it's.....Not For....Me to Say

[Ted Samsel]

  This may go way off on a tangent but.....
  Way back in the '60s I lived in a residence hall off-campus in Austin
where various contempo-luminaries dwelled or had dwelled. (i.e. Kinky
Friedman, William (I can out think any SOB in this stinking college beer
joint) Bennett, etc.) This was an experiment wherein stoonts of both
sexes lived in the same buildings and was funded by the Hogg (Miss Ima
of Ima Hogg fame)Foundation. 
  I just guess there is a certain perverse glee in finding out that you
have spent much of your life as a virtual lab-rat, waiting to be pithed
and put into a blendor and chromatographed. (Put me on frappe', puh-leaze!)
 Aren't we all just waiting for a punch line?

(chortle, wheeze!)

Ted Samsel....tejas at infi.net
     "driving a Hudson Hornet on the disinformation triple bypass:
      cruising for burgers & garage sales. Hooks baited, lines en-
      tangled, roadkill cooked"