NEWSLETTER'
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December 1,1996
401 Main Street, Vancouver V6A 2T7 (6604) 665-2220
Jim McDowell, Nancy Jennings, Diane MacKenzie, and now.. .Donald Macpherson. Yes, Donald is joining that select inner circle living ex-directors of Carnegie. After a scant nine years (it seemed like a lifetime to the rest of us) at Main and Hastings, Donald is seeking greyer pastures. After all, a person can stand only so much color in hidher life. No, but seriously folks. He's taking his haggis recipe, his map of the Clans, his standing order for Greek salad at lunch and his little black book with Ken Dotbell's qrivate home phone number in it. Delicate Carnegie folk are siglung with relief mat Donald didn't exit like he did on his last job. That was in that mine in Atlin, northern B.C. when he took off all his clothes and streaked the shaft. Well, he did leave on his tin hat with the flashlight on top, his kinky leather work belt and his steeltoed safety boots. So what does the future hold for Donald? First of all, he's going to take a walk on the mild side, then he's going to get in touch with his inner middle-aged white guy. After that, we may see him wandering the streets of the Downtown Eastside, looking for something useful to do for a change. Maybe his Friend Ken can thi&% of something. Now that Donald is leaving, the secret can finally be told. For all those who missed the poster in his office, what does a Scotsman wear under his kilt? A condom, of course. Mild Bob
Donny, Donny, We Hardly Knew Ye