TrolleyBuzzFeb212002

This is the page that reports the poop! Every week there's a blow out quality hoe-down in Dayton, and it happens at The Trolley Stop every Thursday at 9:00. It's called The Acoustic Revival, and you can expect dicey manuvers and high shinanigans. The photographic evidence will be complied, reviewed, and displayed here for easy viewing. Check back every few days to see what went wrong the previous week. Lots on this page, so let it load even if it takes a bit (and it will...).

This has been another TrolleyBUZZ page, so stay tuned and check back for the numerous updates that I will undoubtedly post when I get the casts off my wrists. Carpel Tunnel Syndrome is a lot less funny when I have it. At this point I can't operate a door knob. Well, really any knob. Frankly, until I had this problem I never noticed how "knob-centric" our society is. I mean, try to find a standard door without one for crying out loud.
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SO!!! Let's start this BUZZ right and cover a subject that has perplexed researchers for decades - DOES KATIE EXIST? Is she real? Legends of a mysterious drop dead beauty that inhabits The Trolley Stop have been around for centuries. Even before The White Man became so wildly popular in this part of the world the indigenous people of these lands whispered around their campfires and big pots of fresh baked beans about the creature they called the "Ashontoman Hanto", which means "Hot Babe Who Brings Booze" in some language besides English. Well, our crack team of Acoustic Revival scientists has solved this mystery. Here presented for the first time is irrefutable photographic evidence of the physical reality that is Katie. From this clear photo we

can draw several conclusions about the beast in question. First, she is really pretty. Second, she apparently does roam the wild lands around the bar area of The Trolley Stop. Third, her smile could melt a wheel rim. Also in evidence here is the fact that, if you take a look behind this stunning woman, Jim Foreman of The Elderly Brothers is looking at a naked lady on one of those bar top video games (he had the high score last week). What does it all mean? Though I am not a member of a crack team, I happen to know the answer. I means that Katie is great, and she's nice to us even when she's really busy or we make her work late, and she looks pretty, and we think the world of her. And she shouldn't mind getting her picture took because she looks really good. And if you come out to the big show you better treat her right. And that seeing naked ladies unexpectedly in a public place makes me feel funny. I mean doesn't this indicate, if you follow the path laid out here, that I could somehow see a naked man? Yikes.

And here are those Scientists I mentioned. There's more brain power here than at Microsoft, Lockheed Martin, and KFC combined. These are the folks who are going to be bringing you innovations like Wretchos (liver flavored nachos), Beer In A Bag, and The Non-Smokers Nicotine Patch (for when you just want to come clean and go for the buzz).

This is just one of the new faces that made the show so cool last week. His name is Darren Maddox, and we don't know much else about him, except he's really funny. REALLY funny. He has some tunes that will give you a migraine from laughing. See you soon, Darren? Come back out and play again soon.

Leave it to my man Seth to locate a Bond Girl at The Trolley Stop. I would kill just to spend some time with a leg like that. Sweet chubby Jesus, look at that. I have on occasion gone to the mountain and asked The Seth, "How do you do it? Can you give me some pointers?" Which he is happy to do, but the tips always start out the same, "First, be really good looking. Then, become incredibly cool." Which pretty much rolls that up in a tarp and dumps it in a smelly ditch.

Above and to the right, see the folly of overestimating your skills. It's a one on one, no holds barred battle to the death between the beatiful Danni and the wiley FezPimP. The Fezster tries to jam his fingers up Danni's petite nostrils, only to have the dreaded Death Bosom unleashed on him. In this shot we see Danni crushing the FezPimP's egg shell thin skull with her dynamic pectoral muscles.

Here's a wonderful thing. Mitchell Jessie and his little woman Gwen are going to be fruitful and multiply! She was such a honey to sit by her main man and wait until he got to play. Of course he's so damn good at what he does that it's most likely worth it. Lord love you both, cause we do.

We got a great thing here. Two new guys, Jim Hiller and Pat Copas, and The Man Himself Greg Biltz. Jim is just a full on killer, and he brings a whole new set of chops to the show. Pat played with great emotion and brought his own angle to the traditional folk vibe. Goooood. Everyone assumed these guys knew each other because they got up on a song and did these fine harmonies. Nope. See kids, the old school dudes are for real. Greg and Pat just jumped up and made it happen. The family grows, and this night was a bumper crop. Welcome brothers!

So many people come out and make their own thing happen at The Trolley. There's the much loved Marishah and one of her fabulous Hollywood friends. Master Brian got gothic and a woman that I did not know copped a feel off of my bicep while pretending to compliment me about my singing voice (and she was rough). This guy with the beard was just cool. Dressed nice, wacky facial thatch. Very confusing to any shallow doofus who may want to stereotype him. Good move, my friend. Seth had the night off so he could continue to foil women, so John stood astride the bar in gladiator fashion (except for when he had some kind of bizarre cracker attack). Lots of cute babes were around, as always. And our "Fashion Edge" pals set the standard again. She sure is tall. Woof.

Hey, there's some buds of Greg Biltz. That would be Bud and Jewell, and they added a real touch of class to the crowd. Nice folks. A contrast, perhaps, when taken in the same scene with these other loony people. What is Kevin doing to that beautiful woman. As things so often seem to end up in today's confusing relationships, we get a lovely woman with a scary man making faces at her. This other guy is doing much better. Lots of our players brought their friends along, and we sure do like seeing all of you. A bunch of the geology crew stopped out to see if Scott would produce a record breaking belch mid-song, but it was not to be. Oh, the tears did flow...

Marishah looks like she's about to kick my butt in this picture. I'm frightened all over again looking at it. Her friend? He looks like he would enjoy watching her do it. Or maybe she's just a little sleepy. There's The Queen and Master Brian, joined at the cheekbone. She had him removed and a Billy grew right back in the same spot.

I've mentioned that the music was great, and that we had a bunch of new Players stop out and do their thing. Two more of those Players are on display here, Steve Johnson and Ryan Callahan. They got on pretty late I was a little worried that they'd have a tired crowd, but both of them gave every warm body in the room more than enough reason to clap their hands. Damned if they both didn't play great sets! Like I said at the top, where are these people coming from? I don't know, but they're ending up at The Trolley Stop, as Players in The Acoustic Revival. OH! And here was a cool thing. Between whipping off women's shirts in video land, Brother Jim Foreman and The Reverend got to talking about L.A. again, and he got me all nostalgic (and informed me that, sadly, The Palamino - one of the best clubs I ever played - had closed). He got up and did a great song for me and KC and he really sold that number. Old Jim is a fine Player in his own right. Thanks for the fine company, conversation, and song, Mr. Foreman.

Few features of the TrolleyBUZZ section of the site have sparked the imagination and resulted in more E-mail and feedback that The Trolley Stop Drama Society. In this second episode, entitled "Young Lovers Part Duex" we see that Rian and Mindi are again in top thespian form. In this piece, we see the man in love. She is his apex, the zenith of his emotional world. His soul, a phoenix, risen again in the smallest part of her. He becons! He offers her the light of his heart, his very breath he pledges to her. She, sure in her complete beauty and nubile appeal, is not sure. He is indeed a fine stag. But the forest, she is large and full of other suitors, should she allow this verile stud to claim her? She ponders, as he strikes a pose of masculine finery, designed to make himself undeniable to her. They struggle, she with her desire cloaked in doubt - he with the surety that if he is denied this fountain of love he will die. In the end, she succumbs to his charms, giving herself over to him to take as he will. Her flower opens. But, she does this only to find that he has recovered his dignity, and he now finds her stinky. PU, says the man. THE END
BRAVO! BRAVO! BRAVO! Mindi and Rian are definately the best still photo internet actors in the world. BRAVO!!!