From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Tuesday, October
22, 2002 3:41 PM
To: Ian Hay
Cc: rest
Subject: tTOo
close...
Ian, no doubt you know how to make hay while the sun shines… With
that said I am in the process of “kicking butt”
preparing for a day in court tomorrow which will be featured in no time at all
on the www.nextraterrestrial.com and emananddog.com array of
websites.
Right now I am sitting on the curbside on the corner of India and Ash
in downtown San Diego waiting for my lawyers to review my Declaration
of War.
In the meantime enjoy the photos of our tTOo close to call.
By the way we are in the process of changing how City Halls around
the world are organized, less said though the better at this time. My uncle whose last
name was Ash used to be deputy mayor of Durban, South Africa which is where I
was raised. I am not however waiting for a bus.
For the past year my one lawyer colleague has been saying that I
have “1
in 4 chance” of seeing Xmas out alive. Despite the fact that he knows I
never lay-down,
coming to terms with what happened yesterday is more than he can probably
handle right now. He and I though unlike most players who play in the major “pong” leagues
know full well how to respond to fast balls thrown at or near head to mention
little of us always having skin in the game.
The executor of my
estate is, however, more hopeful although when I described what happened he
wasn’t at first inclined to believe the cement truck’s brakes had simply failed,
“managed” to hit a
green light, avoiding all the pedestrians and simply
landed on its side 8 feet from where I was eating breakfast with its gas tank
deposited leaking gas no more than 3 feet from toes.
I should let them as well as others interested in my welfare know
that I was, however, facing the cement truck as it ploughed through the
intersection avoiding traffic to mention little of not one single person
including the driver being too badly injured and of course you simply got
splattered with cement. Now for all I know you could have simply just picked up
a handful of the stuff lying on the street and thought it would make a good
picture. I managed though to do more than duck while keeping my head low with Pypeetoe in tTOo as we dived for
cover. Yes, quite an escape
to say the least.
If folks only knew what was in that computer that ended up getting
washed down with gas and water from the fire hydrant
as it was blown to smithereens they would think I was mad. The better the
evidence, however, the better the proof.
Make no mistake I saw my life flash in front of me as
in 3,2,1. Soon though 5,6,7,8…9 party time.
Stay tuned.
Gary S. Gevisser.
From: Ian Hay
To: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Tue 10/22/2002 2:16 PM
Subject: 15th Street
Accident Photos
Hi Gary,
I'm the guy who outran the cement mixer yesterday. . .
I checked out your website, and was wondering if you got any good
photos?
Please let me know, as my family and friends really want to see how
I got covered in cement.
Many thanks,
Ian
Ian Hay
-George
Bernard Shaw
