From: "Joe Earles" <jearles@BERKSHIRE.RR.COM> To: <CREED-DISCUSS@WINDUPLIST.COM> Date: Mon 4 Feb 2002 18:06:25 -0500 |
----- Original Message -----From: Verrronica SmithSent: Monday, February 04, 2002 5:35 PMSubject: Who wants to be a roadie?For those of you going to the Detroit show...the radion station WRIF is sponsoring a contest to be a roadie for Creed. You get backstage passes, to work with the crew, eat the bands food (lol)For some reason that wording just struck me funny. I get this mental picture of a hand reaching up from under a table, grabbing a cheeseburger and disappearing. Scott Stapp turns around to grab it, looks around confused going, "What the..... Flip, did you eat my burger???!???!?!!"It also reminded me of a very unfortunate line in Tad Williams' Otherland: Mountain of Black Glass wherein one of the main characters is stuck in a computer simulation of Homer's Odyssey. He kills a cyclops who has in his possession, among other things, a large heard of sheep. His witless friend, who has gone without food for days and is rather exuberant over the fact that he'll be able to dine on rack of lamb for the foreseeable future, surveys the situation (oh, and the line was purposely written this way):"The old bastard went up like a torch! FOOF! And now, we eat his meat!"All I can say is.... EEEEEW!