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June 6, 2005

From the Comments: Jeff R.

He wasn't really a doctor, even when he was practicing dentistry. But part of being in a band is getting to choose your own name.

And it wasn't the best band, really. The drummer had energy (and hair) to spare. The saxiphonist could barely remember who he was, let alone what he was playing. The guitarist was okay, and the lead singer looked nice enough you could forgive her accent. But the doctor; he could make the keyboard do magic.

He could play down polar atmospheric phenomena as his private laser light show, even down in Texas.

Can you picture?

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Comments

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Posted by: Tanya at June 6, 2005 2:10 PM · Permalink

Yeah, even Santa Claus believes in you.

Posted by: Keiran Halcyon at June 6, 2005 2:35 PM · Permalink

*applause*

Posted by: Laurence Simon at June 6, 2005 4:40 PM · Permalink