Cl.thier: "I may not use any bells, but my shows feature more drunken sorostitutes!"
Chip: "Damn, now I'm torn. I hate the Replay, but I love bleepy-blippy Casio stuff!"
"Community." What does it mean to the boys? Richard just wrote a 200-page dissertation about it, but for him it exists mostly in theory, as he's primarily an angry loner at heart. Chip, on the other hand, believes it fully exists in Forttt Scottt, where the locals are bound together through their passion for lining pennies up on the ground and their suspicion of "liberals" and "book-learning." But if one wants to find "community" in Larryville, one need look no further than East Lawrence, which just claimed "best community" in the Lawrencian's "Best of Lawrence" poll. This Saturday, East Larryville denizens will come together at a block party to celebrate their uniqueness with cakewalks, anarchist cookouts, and a lot of talk about kickball and communal gardening. While many of the partygoers are weak and emaciated from their two week attempts to "eat local," fun is predicted for all, along with a lot of talk about the East Side People's Market. So come on out and join this celebration of old-fashioned community during a time of increasing societal discord (unless, of course, you're not from East Lawrence...in which case you can celebrate in your own, lesser community, style, such as when the North Lawrencians go to Johnny's Tavern and cry about how the city fathers have forsaken them...or when the West Lawrencians get together and roll around in big, tastefully decorated, rooms full of money.