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shepard
maria shepard
United States, Santa Monica

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What is the most dud (rubbish) present you have received?

Dedicated to Road Poet

Before the walkman was invented there were ASTRALTUNES (made in Sparks Nevada) they were about the size of a book and they strapped crosswise across the back and a strap went around the waist and they were dope. my boyfriend ran a cable fm station in a little shack in Sun Valley and i wanted ASTRALTUNES. now Kit coulda done a trade out for advertising at the record store across the street on Warm Springs so i anxiously awaited my longed for gift., i was fixin to be a HAPPY SKIER.INSTEAD i find Kit reading the phone book. that was truly a curious headspace, yet i'm still believing santa's gonna deliver.we were invited to Jim Belson's,
director of Sun Valley Center For The Arts And Humanities, where I had a photography scholarship, for Christmas dinner,and Kit's reading the phonebook,,,mind u we had no phone,,,and i am presented with ****My gift of JUMPER CABLES***oh no , and they weren't good enough to produce a serious charge not in the cold of an Idaho winter.I went to Belson's w/out Kit and met a guy and found myself on an unplanned trip to Reno with he and my son to join my family where they were celebrating at a brother's.Well it's 5 or 6 hours to Reno i think and i had to keep asking him his last name so i could remember it properly in order to introduce him.sheet i can't remember it now, well that's how it was then, hard to remember. We arrived went in and most the natives were absent but father was there and pleased to see us. I made the introduction and later when mother returned and came into the room where i was doing, ?God knows what?probably cocaine, she asked who is your friend? I said , "Danny" she said "Danny WHO" I said, "I forget go ask daddy." well didn't go back to living w/Kit but instead moved into A Moment Free on the Wood River with Danny What's His Name, and he got me ASTRALTUNES.

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NicFran Comment by: NicFran - 2007-02-05 10:51
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I enjoyed this..good write!
lofty Comment by: lofty - 2006-07-26 01:53
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reall enjoyed this,good stuff.
motor Comment by: motor - 2006-07-19 13:46
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i don't think i have an interesting story like that for any of my possessions. i need to get out of the house more, good job on the write.
shepard Comment by: shepard - 2006-07-09 22:00
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digs and Lady Pixie, thankyou this was in response to a ?are they called forum's or threads that writers start ? bulletin's? Road Poet posed this question ,haven't been very user aware of SI ,but I answered it and it felt like it was worth uploading. This is the url from the ?forum thread bulletin orbit , which informed this storys's breath of life. thanks for reading and thanks for commenting, much appreciated.
http://www.spoiledink.com/index.php/My_Ink/Bulletin/Show/3118
LadyPixie Comment by: LadyPixie - 2006-07-09 16:32
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very interesting read. Enjoyed it :)
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