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--By Patrick Tyrrell What's up -- War Story #10, Jerry Garcia Gets Pissed Off. Hey Luke, what's up man? I've met with the psychiatrist Luke, and he says I have no mental illness, just attention deficit disorder only. Right now I am in jail since March 5th because a gangster judge, named Judge Cullen -- "He's the gang leader judge" -- he told me on March 5th that if I appealed his wrongful verdict, I would have to go back to jail, for appealing it. Well, if I didn't appeal the

Crazy Horse was phenomenal as a cold beer by the way. The colder you drank Crazy Horse, the better it tasted, better than any other beer -- malt liquor -- or otherwise. As the temperature dropped on its contents, Crazy Horse became the elixir of the gods, or perhaps of The Great Spirit. It tasted so good, but that's just me. Anyway, they don't sell Crazy Horse '40s' anymore, and they never did sell them in McLean at the 7-11s which was where my friends and I 'shouldertapped

A partially-rusted, twelve-year-old or so white Kia--not a Soul--car that was badly in need of a carwash had just accelerated past me, and t

Let me tell you a story of the Hoosier State. Brown County, Indiana is where the Camp Palawopec campers were led by my camp counselor (for two years)--the General of the Forest. His name is Jeff Isabel, A.K.A., Izzy Stradlin . He is named after a stock options trade. From Lafayette, Indiana, he’s the general of the forest, and he knows software, he knows email (before anyone), and . . . Jeff Isabel knows how to play an acoustic guitar even back in 1983. Some of the most indiv