
Unlike with the unhappily insane folks featured on my Eloise blog I always envision being amongs the rabble at one of Gundella's talks. This is especially so when the venue is a cool relic like the old Mayflower Inn in downtown Plymouth was.
With Halloween on the horizon, Gundella in her prime, $5 for a luncheon and a talk by a green witch with babysitting services offered up by the promoters can you really beat this scenario?
Somebody needs to build me a time machine so that I can go back to 1976 and bring back some wicked video. I promise to wear my button down star shirt and part my hair to the side and make that little "vah-vah-vah I'm the Volfman" face that I made in school pictures back then.
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