I would take offense to the New Jersey comments if they were not true. It is no coincidence that it costs nothing to take the George Washington Bridge from New York =to= New Jersey but it costs four (or more, who knows by now) dollars to go the other way, i.e. to get out of NJ..... it should be free if you're going to Long Island, though, imhuo. And yes, Bayonne, New Jersey has the highest incidence of obesity in these United States. On the other hand I got that fact out of Mad Magazine eight years ago so it might be a bit fishy/out of date. The only Northern Soul comp I could find around here was "Northern Soul Spectrum" (on Kent) about a year-plus ago which has a ton of tracks, some of which are godly, most of which I don't care about, but I don't know if it gets any better because it's not as if these things are exactly radio classics around here. I just have nothing to compare against. There are entire major labels built around you fancying someone on a record sleeve. I, myself, almost bought the Jennifer Love Hewitt album (!!) yesterday before catching myself thinking of rubbing on the Neutrogena with fresh young JLH ditties in my head, at which point I screamed and dropped my pants and ran home and threw on the ugliest Prolapse song I could find. Whew! By the way, do not listen to Miss Wise. Folks like her are in fact only about .0000001 percent of the U.S.'s population. The rest of us are all on line to appear on Springer et Lake. The only thing I've ever ordered from TV was "Too Hot for TV" and I am counting the seconds until I get to share with the rest of the affiliated universe that "It's either me or the dog or your mother.... choose me or lose me!" Oooh, I could use a makeover too.... hey, do you all know that 95% of Jenny Jones makeovers involves putting Goth teens into the cutest little =cardigans=?? (By the way, I'm of the opinion that that, and not the A-Team, is the most brutal show on Earth - you're ugly so we'll change everything you like about yourself). Aren't we all the well-adjusted ones. I feel like a dork. I convinced my sister to lose fifty pounds by telling her she could be bitter about the way the race regards fat people or play the game while she's young because she's not going to change it. I mean, she was really bitter. Now I just make cracks about how skinny she is. "You may have no ass, but you got a big f-'in mouth!" She can't win but she sure does hook up a whole lot more. Oh, and she smiles, because she knows better. I don't think you'll ever really paint the fat-person bitterness streak out of her, the loneliness of the no-distance runner. God she's hot now. We should get it on, live, on television, I say. Heh heh. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+