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Nice Email
As
webmaster of Busey World(TM) I get a decent amount of nice
emails from nice people, but sometimes one comes along that
not only makes me feel good about myself but is also highly
entertaining to read. The following email is from a
naval aviator and fellow Busey enthusiast. Enjoy.
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Dear Greg,
While I cannot offer you a job, or anything remotely of value, I wanted to praise you on the excellence of your website. Somehow, someway,
you tapped the collective zeitgeist of an entire squadron of Naval aviators
who like to emulate Gary Busey socially. Whether we are telling women about
how "I became a wax expert", or playing with cigarette lighters in the G.
Gordon Liddy inspired antics of Mr. Joshua, or even sitting in wheelchairs
to recite choice lines to an imaginary Corey Haim, he is truly a part of us.
More than this, you captured the man behind the role. I too remember being
in sixth grade and laughing hysterically at his people magazine article
about the grim reaper, with its odd ZZ-top like scythe twirl. I recall
Gary's moving and sacred prophecy of meeting the devil, who gave unto Gary
the cocaine rock with his initials. By being the scribe of his story, you
have served your community in ways you cannot even begin to imagine.
Greg, I wish you the best of luck in Tinseltown, and I feel the
collected good Karma you have generated from your Busey website will propel
you to stardom. While I only had the privilege of living in So Cal for a
year and a half, my advice would be to avoid projects involving Peter Falk
or Dom Deluise. I am sure you know this already. Regardless, I think that
you have contributed a great deal to the entertainment world with
Buseyworld. If I can be placed on or inducted as the charter member of the
Buseyworld mailing list, I would be eternally thankful.
Sincerely,
Paul Vidal
Jacksonville, Florida
In a later email, Paul continues:
I am attaching a photograph of our squadron, of
which at least 3/4 of these individuals live and breath that Je Nais Se Quoi
that is Gary Busey. Perhaps you recognize Steven Root from office space at
the far right. Sadly, we have all lost the moustaches, but our belief in
Gary Busey endures.
While not necessarily anointed as such, we like to think of
ourselves as the official squadron of Gary Busey.
Salud,
Paul
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