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godd mornig fellow ryeandcokers,

this is kent kobi tha rue and coke correspondent gibing you a live and up--to -date report at 3:21am from Tomi's birthday.

I have recently retiurned from the Back Alley and weoul have to say a goof time was had be all. I thouroughly enjoyed my evening. The night night invoolefd dancing and a fuck load of drinking. I honestly beliece I had enough to stun a large animal of some sort. Likw perhaps a unicorn.

To start the events. bowling was the opener. And it was fun. And quite of people were there to attend. A grand affair reallyt. Shortly after we headed to the Back Aller for 1.%0 highballs and social gathering.

It was hear that I feel in love with Sharon. Her real name eludes me, but it is fairly close to something like Sharon....like Rebecca. or lucille - I'm not terribly sure. But she was beatiful and I loved her.

Unfortunately for myself there was a sumbitch that danced more than he drakn. And my new buddy, Sheldonthe truck Driver distracted me with his two trays of rye and coke. So she danced with Sumbitch all night and I talkw a cab ride home with them. ANsd I watched her slip awway from me in slow motion. Block by block, I was losing her. And I though we connected on such a deep level when I was talking about chicjens, adult sized jolly jumpers, and using glue guns in kindergarten. I bought the cab driver a rose and thanked him for the wonderful ride.

I would lie to dedicate Aaron Tippin - That's As Close as I Get to Loving YOU

So with my hobo bag full of sorrow and rtegret, had to head home by myself - loaded to the gills. Parting is such sweer sorrow. And I will miss that cab driver... like the desert misses tee rain. I will miss the Sarah too.

But you have to fight the good fight. And you fot toi know when to hold tehm, know when to fold them. Know when to walk awau, know when to run. You necer count your money, when you're sitting at the tab;le, they;ee be time enough for counting, when the dealing's done.

Shannon, Geri, Tomi, I love hyoyu adn thank you for singing my shirt,

hugs and hisses, Kobi

Editor's Note - Day After: As I was laying in the shower, welcoming death, I realized I hadn't thanked Gerri for all the dances. You are a sweet-heart!