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Oh, the Hughes brain! Why do I sit and think? Sometimes I figure stuff out that does not even belong on Coast to Coast AM or Above Top Secret--a not secret at all old www fave of mine. Advantages of keeping me incommunicado and acting all crazy, unlike rational, normal, never ever "bipolar" Hughes? Did I really just say, "Jill, Chevron is not the place for the Boeing 737 to gas-up." Did she calmly say, "Yeah, but I go there"? Yes, she did, and when are "we" leaving for a state that holds an early Presidential Primary? Not in a van full of dope smoking illuminati fake hippies, how about that stylish, barely still in business GM product, the Impala? No? What's her name sending Armadas? The Nissan SUV, you damn kook!

Did she like Lou Reed's new not released yet album? (INSIDE, WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? JOKE).

Who's photo is on the last post? (Repeat, spies, until you ca dehydrate).

ANSWER:
It is Bob Dylan, so young you cannot tell who it is. Where is he? Spies, what have you done for me lately? Ever? It's the MISSISSIPPI RIVER FESTIVAL, where Hughes once had a flashlight with an orange cone. What did I get paid, or was it just an opportunity for National Socialists who act like liberals to kill my ass? As I recall, my boss was a hippie with a walkie-talkie and a Jeep. Alas! Did I get to carry the little flashlight on the stage so Mr. Big Rock band does not trip over a cord before the lights go up? Oh no! I'm getting murdered in the parking lot! It did not work? Why not?

BACK IN TIME WE GO
The old same festival. Edwardsville, Illinois.
Heard of The Who?
Many were keen on this group.
How about Wishbone Ash?--English blokes--two Turners, no waiting.
I said: "Won't Get Fooled Again was good, but Wishbone Ash blew them off the stage."
Man, the bone was loud, Who not so loud.
1972?
The 2011 answer.
FACT: The soundman's name was HOWARD.
FACT: My LSD-soaked idiot buddies (I was driving and did not take any) said, "We want hot dogs."
FACT: I said, "Alright, shut up, and I'll get them."
PROBABLE FACT: That "old guy" by the weenie concession was grandpa--HOWARD HUGHES, JR.
holy cow!
May I run for president now?
It is a matter of record Howard had no time for that stinky job.