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All three of these titbits came from this week's newsletter:

>> Reefer Bradness <<
Embarrassing weed confessions

JB writes:
"I was a runner for a film that Brad Pitt was
starring in. I was told to collect him and co-star
Harrison Ford and take them on set. I open the
door to Pitt's trailer and stick my head in,
calling out 'Mr. Pitt?'. I get about two steps
in and I see Brad Pitt smoking a HUGE joint.

"He asks me if I want to finish the joint with
him and passes it to me, warning me to go
easy as it's strong. 21 year-old me tries to be
cool so sucks down some giant lungfuls.
Four minutes later I can't even move. Brad
eventually asks if I'm OK. I have to say I'm
not. Brad tells me not to worry, to chill
out in the trailer for a while, and that he'll
take my little buggy and collect Harrison Ford.
He'll just say on set that he sent me off to
do an errand for him. It took me about half an
hour before I could even pretend to be normal.
I stagger back to the set. Nobody bats an eyelid."

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>> The drifters <<
Otters - all at sea

Ol' Sparky writes:
"I'm in California on vacation. Last week we
went on a whale watching cruise outside
Monterey, CA, when - all of a sudden - we
stumbled upon a group of sea otters, floating
around on their backs in the middle of the
ocean, doing absolutely nothing. All of a
sudden, the deckhand on the boat leans
over to me, and whispers in my ear:

"Sometimes these fuckers fall asleep, and wake
up ten miles off shore. People don't like
to hear that."

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>> Goatboy Gold - no 3 <<
The Reverend in Happier Times

Back in summer 1973, a new group did a short
college tour to promote their just about to be
released debut LP. They didn't have enough
songs for an entire set, so they padded it
out (as they all did back then) with a
rock'n'roll cover medley. One of the venues
they played was in Leeds. A young roadie
who worked there was asked by the management
a week or so later what he thought of the
band, as they were interested in booking
them again.

"The one with the poof singer?" says Reverend_
Goatboy. "Didn't rate them." And then Queen
went on to sell 300 million albums.

Quality imformation!

Seth Rotherham
Editor
2oceansvibe.com
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