From: Gary S.
Gevisser [
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Cc: rest
Subject: RE: 200 T-SHIRTS
Mike thanks. It is going to be difficult
reaching me by phone today as I am going to be mostly on the run. Please call
Marie on 858-755-3914 or her cell 858-WIL-NEXT when you know for certain, as
certain can be. If you are, however, downtown at around noon and want to meet
for a minute or “tTOo”
[sic] while getting a free meal to boot, courtesy of
By the way, my dog, Pypeetoe came up lame
this past Monday. I think it was because he got tangled in the bed covers
suddenly waking up thinking that he had been abandoned. This dog who found the
first love of his life at Dog’s beach just a few weeks ago must be
thinking that he is entitled to the same privileges as the groom even though I
purposefully left him behind when Marie and I got married.
He seems to have not only worked me out
but has every member of the Gevisser-Dion household figured out including our
chocolate lab Maggie and like me just needs a “brake”
[sic]. With his right leg pitifully held off the ground he looked like he was
ready to engage in deep-tongue
exercises with Maggie
when in fact he was simply hell bent on stealing her tennis ball which he
naturally brought over to me, perhaps sending me a signal that I had better
“watch
out”.
I doubt Agent Culp of the
FBI will find the time out of his busy schedule to show up for lunch and I think
it would really be taking a liberty to have
I know you won’t want to stay long
as I will also be having
Right now I am sitting at a Starbucks in
Del Mar and a little earlier there was this young couple, probably UCSD
college students, doing a series of math problems. You have
no idea how difficult it was for me to sit patiently acting
like I was disinterested.
As you may have read in one of my
hyperlinked emails I am forced to “sit out” whenever Marie
tutors Danielle, her 13-year-old in math which I assume remains the same
despite us now being married, connected though at the hip going back to the
year dot, salt to boot, although I suspect that in time just as the TOES
out there will come to grips with the fact that the speed of light in a
non-vacuum environment is variable hence a complete unified “working model”
of the inner workings of the universe best defined by e=mc˛ ready to emerge, my
standing behind Danielle at the dining
room table pushing buttons, left & right, might one
day be generally accepted practices throughout the public school system to
mention little of the GAAP [Generally Accepted Accounting
Practices] which continues to grow ever more sickly with each ring of the stock
market bell, doomed along with public traded companies, “audirtors” [sic] about
to “crash &
burn”, over
Soon after this rather frustrating event
the couple left to be supplanted by some fukukta oldies that my Pypeetoe will
one day “pee”
on for if no other reason than the burden I had to endure while being forced to
listen to their fukukta long-winded
speeches. Later I found out this group is the “mighty rich and
powerful” Del Martians that have as much control over what takes place
between the
I know a thing or two about this
particular “gang of monsters”
although I didn’t think Joe
Steinberg of Leucadia National [LUK] was amongst the “juryatricks”
sitting at the table next to me nor of course would the founder and co-top dog
of one of the most successful financial institutions in the history of Wall
Street be dumb enough to sit on the board of the Coastal Commission that most
of us in the know is all but rigged,
commissions everywhere coming tumbling down no more so than real estate broker
commissions, another sign for
LUK
which is Leucadia National Corporations ticker symbol reminds me of something I
saw last night on TV about this Russian oil company known as LUK who in the event the next
government of Iraq were to default on their colossal debt would have it seems
the legal right to “hi-jack” any oil shipments leaving any Iraqi
port which brings me to the point I have been making ever so quietly about the
need to dispense with air and road travel in favor of trains that could cut
through layers of the earth crust.
Butt
cutting through the bureaucratic kuk may not be as difficult as it once seemed
once I am able to get folks to focus on how just one person, i.e. me, is going
to play quite the hand in bringing those who rigged the recent Californian
Gubernatorial elections to justice, the French to boot all the way to Timbuktu.
In other words time to lay the Eiffel
Tower on its end and have the current and former head honchos of Vivendi along
with the Weatherly Capital folks out of west Los Angeles hold on to ropes that
will prevent this rather ugly structure from toppling over and destroying the
"Leuve" [sic], one of the most boring museums in the world.
There was also this program on PBS that
followed this financial show that had the former vice chairman of Goldman Sachs
doing a rather good job of laying out the various options available to all of
the warring parties no doubt continuing to pick up a commission for his fukukta
advice. I just cannot wait to discuss with Mr. Krinsk my next knuckleball email
to folks like former Goldman Sachs bigwig who may think that just because I
have a problem reading doesn’t mean I am incapable of responding to his
intellectual midgetry. I will bring along the 292 pages titled, “In re:
Initial Public Offering Securities Litigation” just in the event you get
bored with
Now back in time to these guys who talked
about their jets and yachts
later to be beefed up by a relatively
young, probably 3rd Rancho Sante Fe wife, with quite the athletic
look fitting comfortably into a tight fitting red & black jump suit with
rather ugly painted flowers whose first comments before sitting down were,
“I don’t miss a beat” and of course I smiled careful though
to let the old farts know that I was just married.
Since I think you mentioned that your wife
was one of my mother’s pupils-models I think you may be able to pick up
on some of my “compare”
[sic] skills.
Time now to eat and drink before
flying on the Ducati well versed in the after effects of what happens when
fighter-bomber-pilots like my Dad did to prevent the evacuation of their bowls
while diving through enemy AK AK scoring
“Direct Hits” on ever moving targets at times coming in as low as 50 feet
above the tops of houses.
My friend Peter just stopped by to tell me
that he is about to purchase a bed & breakfast in Todos
Santos. Peter flew in the pillion
position to fighter pilots flying RF4 Phantom jets without access to bullets
let alone guns doing reconnaissance 24 hours a day in war and peace looking for
Russian made tanks with Egyptian drivers that he says would often smash
“into themselves on the road.” Peter earlier commented,
“During the 1973
Yom Kippur War Jewish Immigrants from
Golda said
‘know’ [sic] because internationally the media said, ‘We [the
Israelis] are wrong and the Saddam Hussein and his buddies are right, and the
French were screaming especially De Gaul, ‘The Jews are a proud
nation…taking over though, tTOo
much land…” [sic] and then placed an embargo on
Peter was born in
“Aljazena
is better, more balanced” [sic].
Peter thinks he will soon be arrested
insisting though that his concerns are simply his “Jewish paranoia,
Schwei vir de kinde” at work. He
believes that what is going on in the
“Big time
communism, brainwashing…It used to be 5 year financial planning outlooks and if you screwed up you go to
Peter is a smart guy and told me just before
leaving that his one girlfriend woke him up in the middle of a dream just as he
was about to come up with a mathematical formula for a unified theory of the
works of the universe. Of course I had no reason to disbelieve him and because
I fixated on getting another email out earlier Peter probably didn’t
think I believed him and was insistent that I speak with his girlfriend who for
all I know could have been one of the other women who later joined the old
farts who grew ever more quiet as Peter told me his war stories that would make
even old man Sammy
Haim turn over in his grave.
I actually had scheduled a tentative
meeting yesterday with the property m
Which reminds me, have you ever thought
why not more Jewish physicists are not the top togs in the NASA space program
who are now running around in circles thankful that no one on the ground
stretching from California all the way to Florida have not yet found a piece of
foam embedded in the wing of the
Space Shuttle let alone think it worthwhile to take a fukukta photo while in
space of its possibly damaged wing before entering earth’s atmosphere
thinking that, “If we maybe adjust the angle of reentry and save an
orbiter to mention little of the crew, we may not get as much public sympathy
for our ongoing space programs, our formal education having created short
circuits in our ability to reason let alone figure out the basics to mention
even less of the fact that sound does not travel in a vacuum environment like
deep space so much so that schmucks like me wouldn’t be able to smell
their stink
coming off the ocean, i.e. for every action there is an equal and opposite
positive reaction.
Just food for thought.
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Subject: Re: 200 T-SHIRTS
Hi Gary.
G… got back to me today as promised, but she isn't able
to get the shirts by tomorrow. (Her guys are unloading a couple of containers
of urgent t-shirts, (none of them over-invoiced), which must take
priority.
Don't worry... I'll get them to you in good time, but right
now it's looking like Thursday. When I'm sure about the time, I'll let you
know.
Mike
949-331-5634
From: Gary S. Gevisser
To: 'Mike Sagorin'
Sent:
Subject: RE: 200 T-SHIRTS
Mike -
I am fine with everything. When you say “there Wednesday” do
you mean
From:
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To: gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: Re: 200 T-SHIRTS
OK. Let's see how it goes with these smaller sizes. If it's
found that we're in need of larger sizes, they're only a couple of days away.
Yes, the shirts will be there Wednesday. Gina will get back
to me mań
"Brights" are bright orange, green, yellow &
red. They aren't "neon". I thought it would be worth while to offer a
few, and see the reaction. If you'd rather not, let me know, OK?
Mike
From: Gary S. Gevisser
To: 'Mike Sagorin'
Sent:
Subject: RE: 200 T-SHIRTS
Mike - we think our initial market is
going to be younger folk although you might have more data than us at this
point. We have adjusted the numbers to reflect our first franchisee’s
thoughts about the population at this coming swap-meet in
Will it be possible to get the t-shirts by
Wednesday? Give us a time.
Thanks
Marie + Gary
