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The First Stage
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What a great memory to have....I absolutely love that song by Roberta Flack....it was our first dance at my wedding.  ~~Anais Nin~~
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Great story!  That was a close shave. At least you're not liiving on Bolivian and Peruvian frogs now! Though, provided no one got hurt, it would be fun seeing Elton John playing on a collapsed stage!   If anybody could play on a collapsed stage, Elton John could! Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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What a great memory to have....I absolutely love that song by Roberta Flack....it was our first dance at my wedding. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Hello Kzoopair Pinball Wizard (Le Magicien Du Flipper) (first verse) (premier couplet) Ever since I was a young boy, Depuis que je suis un jeune garcon I've played the silver ball. J'ai joué au flipper From Soho down to Brighton De Soho jusqu'à Brighton I must have played them all. J'ai dû tous les jouer But I ain't seen nothing like him Mais je n'ai vu personne comme lui In any amusement hall Dans aucune salle de jeux That deaf dumb and blind kid Ce gosse sourd, idiot et aveugle Sure plays a mean pinball ! Joue vraiment bien au flipper (second verse) (second couplet) He stands like a statue, Il se tient comme une statue Becomes part of the machine. Devient un morceau de la machine Feeling all the bumpers Sentant tous les bumpers Always playing clean. Jouant toujours proprement He plays by intuition, Il joue par intuition The digit counters fall. Le compteur digital explose That deaf dumb and blind kid Ce gosse sourd, muet et aveugle Sure plays a mean pin ball ! Joue vraiment bien au flipper He's a pin ball wizard C'est un magicien du flipper There has got to be a twist. Il a dû y avoir un truc A pinball wizard, Un magicien du flipper S'got such a supple wrist. Il a un poignet tellement souple 'How do you think he does it ? Comme penses-tu qu'il fait ça ? I don't know ! Je ne sais pas What makes him so good ? ' Qu'est-ce qui le rend si bon ? (third verse) (troisieme couplet) He ain't got no distractions Rien ne peut le perturber Can't hear those buzzers and bells, Il ne peut entendre tous ces bumpers et cloches, Don't see lights a flashin' Ni voir ces lumières clignoter Plays by sense of smell. Il joue avec son odorat Always get some replay, Il obtient toujours la partie gratuite 'Ve never seen him fall... Jamais nous ne l'avons vu échouer That deaf dumb and blind kid Ce gosse sourd, muet et aveugle Sure plays a mean pinball. Joue vraiment bien au flipper I thought I was Je pensais que j'étais The Bally table king. Le roi de la table Bally. (1) But I just handed Mais je lui ai simplement remis My pin ball crown to him. Ma couronne de roi du flipper (fourth verse) (quatrieme couplet) Even my usual table Même sur mon propre terrain He can beat my best. Il peut battre mon meilleur score. His disciples lead him in Ses disciples le guident And he just does the rest. Et il fait juste le reste. He's got crazy flipper fingers Il a des doigts magiques (2) Never seen him fall... Jamais vu échouer... . That deaf dumb and blind kid Ce gosse sourd, muet et aveugle Sure plays a mean pinball ! Joue vraiment bien au flipper ♥ Poton ♥ Bisou ♥ Kisses ♥ Annie ♥ Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Thanks Pink! That thing started out bad and could have ended even worse. I think the god of stoners was looking out for us that night. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Obviously then I haven't told it enough times. That's two of you who claim you've never heard it! I can fix that. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Ha! You tell a pretty fucking good story yourself, honey! Just for the record, you can grope my dick any time. Christ, it's good to see you here again!!!   Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Another very interesting tale from your archive Kzoo. How old were you at the time? If you mentioned it, I missed it. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Thanks for a wonderful read! I too felt great concern as each song seemed louder than the last, I felt like I was right there with you Your moment of desperation, imagining the fugitive life in the mountains of Bolivia sounds EXACTLY like the reasoning of a kid....reminded me of me at certain times of my life 
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Thank you. I really was thinking I'd have to run for it. I was picturing an angry mob, with pitchforks. And it was a close call- my Spanish isn't all that good. What a great new profile picture you have! Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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I continue to relish your storytelling prowess. As has been said elsewhere (likely by me about you), your ability to tell a story that flows with ease is likely the result of blood, sweat, toil, and tears. Ah, no, did not mean to get all David Clayton Thomas on you. But loved this story, with all of its physical detail as well as, um, emotional turgidness. Great stuff! My own first concert story is somewhat less traumatic... It was Country Joe McDonald (of Country Joe and the Fish fame) and Friends. That night might have involved my first experience with a substance John Prine sang about in "Illegal Smile." Then again, it might not, 'cause that shit fucks with your memory, y'know? I'm ever-so-slowly catching up with my symposium responsibilities... will have the new slate posted by the end of this week... and still have the 18th to enjoy. But this, as I wind down commenting on contributions to the 17th, was a fine way to go... thank you! Stop in, read, and offer comments at my "swinging as seen in the media" blog, "Confessions of a Lifestyle Man" humorlife, which is also the home of the monthly virtual symposium. New post: The Virtual Symposium Returns Lets Pick A Topic
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I seem to remember someone who looks a lot like you. My own memory is getting slow these days. It's just as good, just as solid as it ever was, just slower. Thanks for your wonderful comment. If you happen to run into that other guy from New York who used to blog here, say hello from me and tell him I miss him a lot. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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