I'M HALFWAY HOME! I'M IN THE "Os"

Fifty Times Every Day I Paste the Same Freakin' Paragraph and Squirt it out into C.yberspace at Names of People I Swear I've never met. Only classmates.com limits me to 50 per day or I would have long finished. But Momma Bless Your Little Boy I'm halfway home!
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Hey, remember me? Timothy Hogan JBHS class of 1982. We're planning a group Reunion this Summer for Grads from 1981-1983, the last years in the Original Building.

The tentative dates are July 4th at Six Flags for families and the evening of July 5th with a cash bar and a DJ for us old folks!

Email me at my HOME EMAIL: trhogan@comcast.net

Don't use classmates.com for email. That way you can get your personal email on the REUNIONl distribution list and watch the blog (below) for info, pictures, satire and inappropriate language. We won't share your email for any purpose aside from the Reunion after which I will eat my hard-drive on a LIVE web-cast.

Timothy Hogan
trhogan@comcast.net

www.jamesbowievolunteers.blogspot.com -BLOG

www.epistleoftimothy.blogspot.com -MY BLOG
BOWIE82.com

P.S. classmates.com sucks -MY OPINION

Close to the Madding Crowd

Allright Volunteers, I give you space on the WWW, two days this Summer to aim for, I've emailed 300 of you, Hell I give you a contemporary masterpiece to adorn this post. All this work and I still have fewer than 100 working email addresses. I will keep plugging away via the Internet for another week until I've emailed all of the people languishing in the smouldering lava lakes of classmatesinhell.com.

In the mean time Vols, talk to those you know! Forward my emails to other JBHS 81-83 Grads +dates. Make Me Proud! At least make me stop typing like Sgt. Rock - way too butch.

DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SET.

WE CONTROL THE HORIZONTAL. WE CONTROL THE VERTICAL. WE AREN'T REALLY SURE WHAT THIS IS...OH! WE ARE INFORMED THAT THIS IS THE JBHS EXPLORER FOR 1981. SEE HOW ITS CREATORS CLEVERLY TRIED TO DISGUISE IT FROM OUR ADVANCED ALIEN PROBE TECHNOLOGY BY PRINTING WITH ORANGE INK ON A MOTTLED ORANGE AND BROWN BACKGROUND SEVERAL SHADES DARKER THAN THE LIGHT ORANGE INK. (?) HOW COULD THEY HAVE GUESSED THAT WE CANNOT SEE COLORS THAT HAVE NO RHYMING WORD IN ENGLISH. CURSE YOU, HUMANITY! OUR DREAMS OF GALACTC SUPREMACY BROUGHT TO AN END BY CURIOUS PRINTING CHOICES. WE WILL RETURN EARTHERS. YOU CANNOT THWART US FOREVER...MAYBE JUST A REALLY LONG TIME...

15 Days Of My Life I'll Never Get Back

My favorite web-ripoff, classmates.com, is once again dancing on my last gay nerve. There are 744 JBHS Grads from 1981-1983 in their database. However, classmates.com allows me to only email 50 classmates per day. How long will that take? Luckily I've done the math. In thirteen days, I can complete the task. The message is perfectly simple, the meaning is clear:

Hey, remember me? Timothy Hogan JBHS class of 1982. We're planning a group Reunion this Summer for Grads from 1981-1983, the last years in the Original Building.

Email me at: trhogan@comcast.net to get on the email distribution list and watch the blog (below) for info, pictures, satire and inappropriate language.

Timothy Hogan
trhogan@comcast.net

www.jamesbowievolunteers.blogspot.com

www.epistleoftimothy.blogspot.com
BOWIE82.com

P.S. classmates.com sucks

And STILL, some of our classmates respond through the classmates.com website expecting to be added to an email distribution list without giving me their address. I'm not sure, they may be dumb enough to require some deliberation about having them attend. JUST KIDDING! I will coddle, stroke and school our fellow VOLUNTEERS to the right place. (Unless classmates.com gives me a stroke.)

Authorities: Be On The Lookout

Don't let their smiles fool you. Pictured here is/are the World's only Mixed-Gender-Conjoined-Twin-International-Jewel-Theif or theives. Pursued by the FBI for over two decades, the pair made their escape through the porous US Mexican Border, leaving behind a lot of Jewelry store Guards with mild concussions. They are now believed secluded amongst the conjoined populace in Amsterdam.

We believe it is the intolerant staring of "single entity humans" that makes us such easy prey. Also the female, Shannon, speaks a variety of comedy dialects - hopelessly confusing attempts to capture them. They are joined at the skull. "Her half" has hair on it. We believe she is the mastermind because the male, David Ralston, never really stops smiling and laughs at everything she says - even when he doesn't get the reference.

They may be INTERPOL'S problem now but from the way they blend seemlessly into casual crowds, no doubt they will return Stateside.


(Many thanks to Shannon Halwes and David Ralston.)

Where Are You Now Or Then?

If you'd "tuned in" to Timothy's life 15 years ago, you would have found him touring the U.S. and Europe with any of 8 different Productions. From EVITA to JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR to ANYTHING GOES to THE BEST LITTLE WHOREHOUSE IN TEXAS to CAMELOT to MAME and to the ones that were so bad I'm trying to block them from my memory. Above, I'm featured with JULIETTE PROWSE (Nuthin' beats a Great Pair of Legs!)

Below, the WHOREHOUSE boys and me are hankerin' for a night of "cattin" after winning the COTTON BOWL singing "25 MILES UNTIL WE GET TO HEAVEN." I'm extreme frame right.



Injuries and chronic disease put an end to my career earlier than I would have liked - but I did love it!

ARLINGTON TX! ARE YOU READY TO ROCK! I CANT HERE YOU! RUSSELL ELLERS!!!!!!!!

We are so FREAKIN-COOL! In our Forties and banging head and hair rock. Excellent Russell, half of us are bald!!!

Send More Pictures - Past, Present, Future, UFO Observation?

I love you guys, you've been great tonight! Thank You, Minneapolis!

The 300

Good God! Now what the hell was I going to post...? I 've just drawn a total pec, I mean blank! Oh! The 300. My profile on classmates.com has had at least 300 hits since I registered on January 18th. Oddly less that 60 people have chosen to "sign" my guestbook (How many gay men designed that site? Smells like dozens.) Equally strange is the number of hits that this site generates with a similarly strange dearth of responses. I have managed to amass about 70 working email addresses of interested Grads and will continue to drum up interest (and perhaps annoy to resentment?) for the Reunion and will occupy my GOLD MEMBER status on classmates.com through June. But We must try to coax our shy brothers and sisters out of the shadows and into the dappled light that shines down Memory Lane as we reaquaint ourselves.

Come out Volunteers! Email me for Reunion information or just to say "Hello, remember me?" Don't worry, I always say yes.

Forever Plaid

You shoud see this jacket with the batteries in it, sheesh!

Misty Water-Colored Memories...

Or is it Misty Water-Memories of Color? I'm not sure which is P.C.?! Pictured above is the JBHS EXPLORER Annual for 1982, or as I like to call it - The David Ralston Issue. Sixteen (that's 16) pictures of D.R. but who's counting?

Well, four months until the July Reunion. Three months until we have to commit to anything and I have this blog to fill. I plan on pulling pictures from our collective past and mocking us/them. Also Hollie (mahaney) Schmidt tells me she has her Valedictorian speech from 1983. So if you want to avoid being pictured and stop me from publishing Hollie's speech, send me your favorite memories from high School and I'll put them here. Short stories, Haikus, pictures - whatever,I have a blog to fill. Just email them to trhogan@comcast.net and watch this space.

Abiento.

Have I Mentioned...

...that I don't like CLASSMATES.COM? Today while I was sending a reply through the site to an email from a classmate, I was repeatedly interrupted by a particularly persistent pop-up ad for a FREE LAPTOP that could be mine if I didn't mind being enslaved in some subscription offer of CD's, MARY KAY or PetMeds online for the rest of my natural life. It was like putting down a vampire. Click it shut, up it pops, click it shut, up it pops, etc...worse than porn sites.

Or so I've been told.

Yipee! Yay Hurray! Yeehah!

Oh and I forgot...WOOHOO!