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26 April 2001


6:28 PM: I'm playing my new copy of Hey! Ho! Let's Go!, the Ramones anthology CD from Rhino.

Yeah yeah she's my girl 
Yeah yeah she's my girl 
When I see her on the street 
You know she makes my life complete 
And you know I told you so 
She's the one 
She's the one 
She's the one 

Sniff. This is fucked up. I agree with something I read, maybe in Lethem's piece in the Times, that the great thing about Joey was that he never sneered. He was just this big old sincere sloppy punky praying mantis guy from Queens. (I seem to remember also reading that Johnny wrote most of the lyrics, which is a little surprising for no good reason. Anybody who can confirm or deny this, please do.)

Meanwhile here at "work", the main database table is down for repairs. Darn.





Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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