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Shows I have attended

Hi Dave.

I never said I saw a lot of shows.

Krickhoff wrote that I have seen shows all over the U.S., and that is true, but not a lot of them, just a handful.

I have never claimed to see any more of the shows than are listed on my page.

Actually, I had tickets to see him in summer 1988 with the Alarm, but I was in the psych hospital for suicidal depression, and the director wouldn't let me go.

He asked me why I wanted to go, and I said, "Because it's important," and that wasn't good enough for him. :(

THB

The Incident

That story is hysterical. ha ha

If Hysterical has seen so many shows, I wonder why her page only shows a few shows.

Saw him last night in Milwaukee. Managed to stay off the stage.

Master Thief

Rachel @ Lawrence, KS

Hey, I saw you in Lawrence! You're the girl that got on stage that night and hugged Bob around his butt. How did (does) it feel?

Keith Gubitz
www.myspace.com/keithgubitz
(310) 455-4320

In response to Keith...

IT WAS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!! (thanks for asking)

I did it *very* gingerly.

It always means so much, even the softest touch... heh heh heh.

Rachel

P.S. Just to clarify, I didn't hug him AROUND his butt, I just very very softly and slowly placed my hands ON his butt, and then he very slowly slid his right foot forward, then I moved mine, then he slid his left foot forward, then I mine, etc.. etc.. all the while with my hands still gently glued onto his soft warm tushy.

Then security came out and took me to the wing, and I went right away, then Bob marched towards the back door, and I accidentally cried out when he hit the doorway, and then they turned me around to go sit on the ledge of the stage, and I did, then I was handed from the stage a Raspberry Royale tea bag, and then Bob came back out, glancing nervously over at me, and finally played It Ain't Me, Babe, to close the concert, and I jumped off the ledge, and went off on my Bob Dylan honeymoon. :)

P.P.S. I didn't go on stage voluntarily. Someone pounded really hard on the balcony after I and I, and it scared the sh*t out of me (pardon my English), and I jumped out of my seat and ran down the lobby stairs, slammed open the door, ran all the way down the aisle, then leaped on stage without a second's hesitation, for my life. I thought Bob was calling me. It's a really long story. Never mind.

Rachel @ Lawrence in '94

Hey, I saw you in Lawrence! Yo're the girl that got on stage that night and hugged Bob around his but. How did it feel?

Keith Gubitz
www.myspace.com/keithgubitz
(310) 455-4320

That's quite a compliment.

Thanks, Pete.

Yes, it was a dream come true.

Ummmm...

Ima go with 'in your dreams, mebbe.'

Pete
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