Saturday, February 28, 2009

Back when boots were boots. . .

and straps were straps and a nickel was
a nickel and a dime was (two times that.)

Found two videos from the archives of Derek's cousin, Derek Fener (with one N,) who ran our live auction and drank twelve bourbons (Kentucky Sunshine) on stage in about 40 minutes.

"Daisy Duke's my girlfriend":

video

"Sold for $120.00":*

video

Y'all remember when the economy was a big bubble?

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Remind us again why the credit card companies get a bailout?
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REPEAT AFTER ME:
BOOTSTRAP BE / SHOVEL-READY.
BOOTSTRAP BE / SHOVEL-READY
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"Fourier's concept of a secret society paving the way for a Utopian 'uprising' deserves some serious consideration." (Peter Lamborn Wison Escape from the Nineteenth Century "Fourier--Or, The Utopian Poetics 34)

Anyway,
Stay radical*, bootstrappers.

*the amount we owe this month (but can not pay) between storage and credit card interest.
*Radices: the roots of human existence.

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