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Take Me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry...

Hehe... Just kidding. Jim Reeves is playing, that's all.










TULSA



I hate to bring this up, but You remember, I used to talk about Tulsa all the time... ad nauseum, (sorry.) And my idea-- Remember? No, you don't? Well we could take that fuckin town! You haven't all simmered out to be a bunch of fratboys and sorority girls, have you? Whew, I knew you hadn't. If you all could walk away from movie deals and tattoo shop jobs. Take that fuckin place we could. How does Mayor sound? I'll be the Mayor after midnight, but we'll be too worried about our obligations down at the courthouse, meter maids, incarcerating crankheads, etc. to care about stuff like that.

Sure, Sawa's the judge, maybe. Think about it. Start a couple bars, restaurants, etc. Figure out some puppets in important places, and heads of important communal organizations, like churches, get the dying rich oil barons' kids into punk rock, open a couple of theatres, skaterinks, etc.??

Yeah, We send the right teams to go in initially, then move in in phases. I mean you can't send Siv and Debra Jean in , right off the bat. We'd be playing our entire hand, blowing our wad, y'know? Those Republican, teabaggerrednecks will take some time for us to warm up, and to warm up. We;ve been living hard, but they've been on a steady diet of rotgut, coffee, cigarettes (just like us so far), twelve-step programs, and CHURCH!! That's the X factpr.

After all those years of being freak kings, though eventually the health food stores would go out of business, and we'd all get exiled from the state of Oklahoma, leave some offspring, in all probability, behind, but we'd die out there in a pile of Armadillo shit knowing that we ran a major American city for awhile. And when we get sick of 40 oz. steaks, our double agent punker frends will be cheffin' out some gourmet food down at the speakeasy for us after "work". When we fly Sean and Missy into town, they'll be at the merchandise booth, selling t-shirts. Motorhead will play four times a year in our town. We'll secure a villa penthouse suite at the top of the Tulsa Tower on their wedding anniversary, in gratitude.



Totally possible, really. We could stage a coup d'tetat of sorts on a formerly major metropolitan city, and I believe state capital, in the United States. it's a shit-hot, thankless, desperate,. lonely, godless violent fuckhole and it would be hellish. But if we sent ourselves in the right kind of time frame, in teams, we could do it. Could we run it efficiently? Probably.

Depends on how we ran it initially, I guess. I mean, strategically speaking, and picking the A team vs. the B teyou'd have to be way selective about which SUicide g couldn't send in

Tulsa's up for grabs, kiddies. Thirtysomethings. I'ts got our names written all over it. Fuck the Olympics, and this is an American thing, I suppose. This is some gnarly shit, we'd be up against a lot of odds, (you can't send the whole Charm team in immedkiately, we've got to think about this.),l but this is our place, and it's our time. Otherwise, some piss-poor future version of us out there has a lot of Chuck E. Cheese skeeball coupouns they're willing to give us.


You'd have to send handpicked to fulfill necessary duties within the community. sleepers and shit.

Charm Team 1
Charm Team 2

Diplomat

Bar/restaurateurs,
friend-makers

bridge-burners

Tough guy bar operators team 1

Heavy equipment operators.



TEam 1


d Thank God for the log. God bless the SG journal, to use some old terminology. It's probably LOGGED somewhere in the archives of flashes-in-pans with dolphicorn tattoos. THANK G OD!!! It's in there somewhere! And I'm only paying fuckers a few dollars and cents per month to help me document my life. No pesky little pens or pencils.


Or just check the Tulsa Tattler's classifieds, under used cars, Antique vehicles, for a taste of the old times. Comisserate with me if you wanna streetcreep. get kicked in the mouth by a methy teenager with some car stereos in his hoodie pockets. Never been to the Big T, actually. Just got a hunch. Vive La Tulsa! Vive la pequeno revoltion.!

Thank the dear lord above.


So fucking high right now here kiddies, and as much as I've loved forgetting in the past, I'm afraid I'll forget everything I've been seriously working on the last year or so.


Thank god It's all retrievable.





Charley Pride now.