harpy gnu year

[Harry Edwards]

Folks,  in the spirit of the original Ghetto, I think it's time to 
put our self-importance on the shelf. We've all done what we've done 
and not done what we've not done, so let's give it a rest. And if 
that can't be done, the Cream Pie Patrol will be around to see you.

Never forget Einstein's last words:  "Lighten up."

Let Desenex continue to lurk and pounce.  Hell, would you rather have 
a full-blown Warthog rampaging through the ether?

And for those of you who've had a rough year, physically, Tary, Jack 
Rife, Wayne, and those of you I don't know about, may 2003 turn 
things around for you.  I myself had a mild stroke a couple of weeks 
after the reunion. (No, no connection.) Doing well now, although I 
still have a problem with double vision and WMS (Walter Matthau 
Syndrome or grumpy old man.)

Lighten up and you might be able to hear the faint notes of that old 
claw-hammer banjo . . . "On the road to Mingus . . ."

Happy New Year, y'all,
Harry