7.4.2k2

If you need a place to go, go to Mr. Bings. Play some dice and
have a few pops. Robot is on the job and will not be in
attendance. You'll be fine, as many are, without Robot.

7.3.2k2

I don't know what the worst part of moving is. Packing, carrying
boxes, unpacking, breaking down boxes, arranging, rearranging ...
adjusting. Sure there's excitement and wonder at starting over,
starting anew, but sometimes even the good things can be
annoying. The saving grace is that you might get a new corner
bar. A cheaper laundromat. A hotty neighbor. And if you, like me,
live alone, you don't have to answer to anyone. You don't have to
put up with anyone's shit. You don't have to get dressed. Getting
dressed is overrated.

Tonight: Hotel Utah

Sorry that people are using the list for personal, non-TNSC-related
subjects. That ain't too cool.

7.2.2k2

Hello peas and carrots! It's your pal Old Captain Walnut here. I
wonder how you all are doing these days, as I haven't seen many
of you for weeks! Good, bad? Happy, sad? How are those habits
going? Those compulsions? Those hard-to-wrangle emotional
states? Isolated? Together? So many questions.

Let's have the groop play space-age bachelor-pad catch-up
tonight. Ive got an idea where: SOMA: The Eagle Drift-In.

Mix up them puzzle pieces, we'll sort 'em as a groop, a family if you
will, then put 'em together again.

Destination Unknown

6.4.2k2



"Life is so strange when you don't know
How can you tell where you're going to
You can't be sure of any situation
Something could change and then you won't know

You ask yourself

Where do we go from here
It seems so all too near
Just as far beyond as I can see
I still don't know what this all means to me

So you tell yourself

I have nowhere to go
I don't know what to do
And I don't even know the time of day
I guess it doesn't matter any way

Life is so strange
Destination unknown
When you don't know
Your destination
Something could change
It's unknown
And then you won't know
Destination unknown

You ask yourself

When will my time come
Has it all been said and done
I know I'll leave when its my time to go
Till then I'll carry on with what I know
Life is so strange
Life is so strange"



Yeh, somebody else wrote it. I ain't claimin' anything but the truth of it. See ya tonight at: The Hyde-Out