[AGL] Conch Alert!

[susan gilbert]

frances made a tiny spelling error, she was referring to the artist's  
conk,
which functions as commerative memorabilia
when inscribed with the date and place of gathering
susi

for a picture go to

  http://www.fcps.k12.va.us/StratfordLandingES/Ecology/mpages/ 
artists_conk.htm





On Apr 26, 2006, at 12:34 PM, Wayne Johnson wrote:

> Conch?  You have a "conch"?
>
> Frances!  You, of all people, transported a "conch"?
>
> Don't you realize just how dangerous that is?  Haven't you read the  
> many, many articles in Discovery or Scientific American or Lancet  
> about the perils of...dare I say it...Conch Transportation. (Not to  
> forget.....gasp....Transmorgrafication of the Conch.)
>
> People have tried to do this and....never arrived home.   Highway  
> patrol or other police officers find their dry, husk-like bodies.  
> the ghastly sucker marks on their, uh, bodies and  
> always....always....the dreaded slime trail leading off in to the  
> forest.  I think X-Files did a piece or two on Conchs.  I am sure  
> that there was a movie not too long ago with Brad Pitt, Antonio  
> Banderas, Julie Andrews and Victor Mature, set in Guadamala called  
> El Concho del Diablo.  Filmed entirely in a reddish sepia with  
> theramin music especially composed by John Cage.  Or was it Nicolas  
> Cage.  Whatever.
>
> If you have a conch now, in your apartment, get rid of it  
> immediately.  Give it to someone you really don't like.  Or maybe  
> the mayor.  But don't...don't...under any circumstance RELEASE it  
> into Town Lake.  You don't want the wails and moans of mothers  
> crying for their lost children, or children crying for their lost  
> doggies or lost doggies crying for ...whatever....on your  
> consciousness.  Or conscience.  Whichever comes first.
>
> Don't forget the old Russian Saying...Genyadi Borchnick vlemy  
> Konckovestia!
>
> I am sending this to you priority mail.
>
> Pray you receive it in time!
>
> Boris Dmitri Slavoyednya
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: Frances Morey
> To: survivors' reminiscences about Austin Ghetto Daze in the 60s
> Sent: Wednesday, April 26, 2006 2:04 PM
> Subject: Re: [AGL] Sarah from Dry Creek
>
> Susi,
> I was trying to think of what year I had made my Portland to San  
> Francisco trek. I thought of looking at the conch. I remembered  
> that you had dated it, July 4, 2004.
> Best,
> Frances
>
> susan gilbert <ssg at efn.org> wrote:
> johnny used to take me there for beer and the jukebox, she never
> asked for id.
> susi
>
> On Apr 25, 2006, at 4:47 AM, Michael Eisenstadt wrote:
>
> > My roommate and I remember the place well. Upstairs
> > one could sit on the porch and watch the sunset. The
> > only unpleasantness was going downstairs for another
> > bottle. She was remarkably unpleasant in every regard,
> > just buying a Bud from her was a hassle.
> >
> > In the photo, that is Bob Wade on the right. He is a
> > famous artist type guy.
> >
> > ----- Original Message -----
> > From: "Harry Edwards"
> > To: "ghetto 2"
> > Cc: "ghetto survivors"
> > Sent: Sunday, April 23, 2006 1:58 PM
> > Subject: [AGL] Sarah from Dry Creek
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >>
> >>
> >> COMMENTARY: JOHN KELSO
> >>
> >> Happy birthday, Sarah: Now please don't throw me out
> >>
> >> Sunday, April 23, 2006
> >> Sarah Ransom didn't look all THAT crusty Saturday afternoon when  
> she
> >> celebrated her 93rd birthday at the Dry Creek Cafe, the beer  
> joint on
> >> Mount Bonnell Road she used to toss people out of.
> >>
> >> With a closing-in-on-elegant look about her, she had on pearls  
> and a
> >> blue dress as she sucked on one Marlboro Lights 100 after another.
> >>
> >> Then she opened her mouth. "He wants to put my picture in the
> >> paper so
> >> I'll have more boyfriends," Sarah said as a newspaper photographer
> >> took
> >> her photo. "I've put more boyfriends in a coma."
> >>
> >> Boyfriends in a coma: We don't have a figure on how many of those
> >> there
> >> were, although Jay "Buddy" Reynolds, a former state representative
> >> and
> >> Sarah's son, says she's outlived four husbands.
> >>
> >> "You want to be next?" he asked. No thanks. I just shined my
> >> shoes, and
> >> besides, I don't need the butt-whuppin'.
> >>
> >> Sarah used to be what is known around these parts as ornery.
> >>
> >> No longer, Buddy said.
> >>
> >> "Mom's been borderline diabetic for the last 10-15 years, and I  
> think
> >> all that cussing and everything else crept in then," he said.  
> "We've
> >> got her blood sugar under control now, and now she's just a
> >> sweetheart."
> >>
> >> This was not always so with Sarah, who now lives with a caregiver
> >> over
> >> in Lexington. Buddy brings her to the bar about once a month.
> >>
> >> She opened the Dry Creek Cafe in 1956. A sign on a small brown
> >> critter
> >> taxidermied in the bar says, "I am a ring tail cat."
> >>
> >> Over the years many may have thought the sign should have been hung
> >> around Sarah's neck.
> >>
> >> "A friend of mine was wearing some striped shorts, and her comment
> >> was,
> >> 'What circus tent did you cut those out of?' " recalled David
> >> Daniels,
> >> a longtime Dry Creek regular who drove all the way from
> >> Nelsonville for
> >> the party.
> >>
> >> "One time, she tried to run Lance Armstrong off the road because he
> >> tried to pass her on his bike," recalled Cody Hudson, a customer  
> and
> >> friend of Sarah's who sat at the table with her while she had her
> >> picture taken.
> >>
> >> Nobody got much slack from Sarah.
> >>
> >> "She hated Willie Nelson 'cause she said he came out here and
> >> bothered
> >> people with his guitar, and she told him to go put it in his  
> truck,"
> >> Cody added. "And he said, 'Ma'am, but it doesn't have any  
> locks.' And
> >> she said, 'Well then, you better go with it.' And she kicked my
> >> father
> >> out of here in the '60s because he got too rowdy."
> >>
> >> They say Sarah has a heart of gold if she likes you. They also say
> >> she'll eat your heart out if she doesn't. Not that most of the
> >> regulars
> >> care. The canings she doles out are part, if not all, of her charm.
> >>
> >> "It seems like the more she abuses the public, the more they love
> >> her,"
> >> said Bill Pacheco of Austin.
> >>
> >> "She was my landlady for four years, man," said James Owens, who  
> used
> >> to rent a house from Sarah at the bottom of the hill behind the  
> bar.
> >> "One time, I had a refrigerator that burned out. I said, 'All it
> >> has is
> >> hot air.' And she said, 'Oh bull#$%^&; that refrigerator works  
> fine.
> >> All you got to do is open the door and let the hot air out.' "
> >>
> >> "One time, I was in here, and a young couple was playing pool,"
> >> recalled Kay Hudson, who started coming into the bar in 1966. "The
> >> kid
> >> leaned up against the jukebox, and she yelled, 'Get off that  
> jukebox,
> >> or I'll break your arm.' "
> >>
> >> Yes, she's a real charmer. And I imagine next year, everybody  
> will be
> >> back to tell more stories.
> >>
> >> "The other day, she asked me, 'Do you think I am going to live  
> to be
> >> 100?' " Buddy said. "And I said, 'Yeah, if you start exercising and
> >> quit that smoking.' "
> >>
> >> Hey, if she works out and quits smoking, she may start throwing
> >> people
> >> out again.
> >
>
>
>

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