The Jump Jivin' Whale Room Lives Again!

Here's what I have

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hey, i see a light at some of the tables here!
keep boppin´
marcel

btw: has somebody seen my shoes?...

Yo you, Bicho, those lights you see flickering are being powered by Space tinkering down in the basement, charging up the coal-converted gyrocosmicrelativator for a test run.  

I've been itching to get the Room back into the swing of things, but then discovered the itch was actually due to Space's knocking over some boxes left by the former owner (a dude named Casey Diaz, whose Mexican restaurant was shut down after the Board of Health discovered he'd mistaken monkey tamarind [Mucuna pruriens] and rose hips for cayenne pepper).  Some of residual dust motes will be sucked out when we get Stanley Steamer in here this week.

So stay tooned. I've booked a return visit from Little Jack Little, who hasn't been at the Whale Room for years.  I'll let you know when he's finished rehearsing. Hey Barbara ReBop has already committed to helping out too.
Jeff

PS--We found a few pair of shoes under some National Geographics and some Natural Perspirers that are decades old. You don't wear a three-inch pump set (one blue, one green) or a rather ratty pair of ballerina slippers with steel toes, do you? If not, we'll keep looking.

OK, for whatever it's worth, here's an update. We're trying to move to a greener energy source, so the coal-converted gyrocosmicrelativator is now quark powered. The good news is that the power output is nothing short of amazing. The not so good news, is that the output is somewhere between unstable and reaching critical mass. But since some of our participants are also between unstable and reaching critical mass, I say we go with it.

I must also report and take full responsibility for misunderstanding the cleaning request and the resulting order mix-up. I thought you meant Stanley Steamer, the dragon from the Xanth continua. So starting Monday, there will be a 20 ton steam breathing dragon running loose around here. With the voice of a 4 year old girl and a penchant for pulling off color not so practical jokes. So, good luck and may the farce be with you.

Space

....and here I was, checking in after my two year voyage around Planet Plinth thinking you were both still goo-goo gah-gahing over that stash of Rita photos you discovered when digging in the basement before my trip.