The House of Irony had an open door policy. We provided our phone number and address, and if anyone wanted to send us anything, have a chat, pop by for a visit or stay the night, they were more than welcome. One day Doug brought home a girl who had been travelling across the country and who needed a place to rest for the night. Even Doug thought she was a little strange. I thought she was sweet. In the morning she was gone, leaving only a postcard in her wake. The postcard, pictured here, had already been written upon and mailed nearly four decades previous, and as you can see, you had to read between the original lines of the message to decipher her note to us.
“Doug & Resident Hosts for putting me up thank yous wish I could stay til the comix were read. Yet yo the traffic calls me like a caravan of ducks headed south.
Doug so peaceful
Dance a woman
into love with
subtle sexy shoulder shiver
xxxxxx”
Godspeed, traveller, wherever you are.
DUDE
I am so pumped you have that card!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I remember Kev saying “dude that bitch is crazy” and I said “I know” we laughed and laughed, then I got her a drink.
I swear, I almost pissed myself, both when this happened, and right now, while reading this.
The best was Nagy starting off thinking he was going to sleep with her, and the more and more she talked—- HAHAHHAHAHA.
I can’t believe you still have the postcard.
Better watch out for Nagy’s “subtle sexy shoulder shiver”, girls.
I remember being in the Mindbomb with another house member around a few weeks later and that girl had come in with roller skates on. Whoever it was that I was with pointed her out and was like, “Holy shit. That’s girl that came home with Doug the one time.”
Shit that whole fiasco was a critical HOI moment.
good times. Jesus Murphy.
hahahaha…that’s funny shit! ..I had never heard that story before. WOW.