From: avernon1@ua1ix.ua.edu (Mike Portnoy) Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 12:25:47 -0600 Subject: BtL 5.7.5 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= B E T W E E N T H E L I M E S Volume 5, Issue 7.5 - April 1, 1993 DDEBD D D D D GGGG D D G DDDDD G GgG G G GGGG A Debbie Gibson Whipping Post =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= CONTENTS =- ADMINISTRATIVE POST-ITS DEBORAH ELOPES WITH KEVIN WRIGHT - Enda D'Road ANOTHER D.G.I.F EASTER BASKET OFFER - Boom-Boom MORE BONUS TRACKS FOUND - Lu Sinh Mislf DEBBIE DOES DISHES - Ed Dills DEBBIE DOES OUTTAKES - R. U. Cyrius A PHONE CONVERSATION WITH DEB - I. M. Worreed DEB PASSES THE TEST(S) - U. B. Illin MY DINNER WITH DEB - Fred Cornelius USENET SEALS DEBBIE'S FATE - net.geek A PUZZLE FOR A BORING AFTERNOON - The Riddler DEBSWATCH ANSWERS AND QUESTIONS CLOSING REMARKS =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= DISCLAIMER =- This forum does not necessarily reflect the views of Deborah Ann Marie Gibson (DAMG), Gibson Management Inc. (GMI) nor Atlantic Recording Corporation, but we sure as hell wish they would start listening to us. All songs by Debbie Gibson are copyrighted by Deborah Ann's Music, ASCAP or Impossibilities Publishing, Inc., a Tine Warmer Entertainment Company/EMI April Music, Inc., ASCAP. Please be considerate of Deb and send in your royalties when you sing "Without You" in the shower. Between the Limes officially operates on a non-profit basis, but all members are strongly encouraged to send cash anonymously to the moderators. Be sure to write it off on your taxes, though. 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And remember, always look for the union label. -= BtL moderators =- Myra Wong : mkwong@scf.nmsu.edu mkwong@sdcc13.ucsd.edu JSXS97D on Plodigy Felix Ng : fng@acca.nmsu.edu 1:153/710 on Fidonet Andrew Vernon : avernon1@ua1ix.ua.edu avernon1@ua1vm.ua.edu avernon1@crankynet.com -= Special Guest Court Jester =- Shaun Stuart : xsstuart@fullerton.edu -= Obviously Lucky Individual =- Kevin Wright : loverboy@debnet.gibson.com =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= DEBORAH ELOPES WITH KEVIN WRIGHT =- Enda D'Road - Rejection Row, New York (edr@depression.org) March 31, 1993 >From NEWSDAY (Long Island) March 31, 1993: LAS VEGAS - (AP) Former teen dream Debbie Gibson secretly married New York stage actor Kevin Wright at 4:00 A.M. in the Couldn't Wait Any Longer Church and Fish Market Inc. in Las Vegas. "It's just that I've been saving myself for so long, and what people don't seem to understand is that I have hormones too, and lying in bed alone thinking these thoughts was driving me nuts!" Gibson said. "I realized that now was as good a time as any and since my boyfriend was about as horny as I was, we just decided to hop a plane and take care of things." Gibson, 22, is known for her excessively-squeaky-clean ultra-virgin image. Her quickie marriage has sent shock waves through the music industry and her fan base. "I don't know what to say," Diane Gibson, Debbie's mother and personal manager said. "It's just Deborah has always been such a good girl that I was worried that she might snap under the pressure and become a nun. I knew her fans wouldn't accept her having premarital relations, so I came up with this idea while we were going to Vegas for a concert date." Ahmet Ertegun, Chairman of Atlantic Recording Corporation, Gibson's label, was napping when the story broke and would have no comment until he had awakened. "I know there are probably a lot of male fans who fantasized about me and, like, I'm really flattered that they wanted to throw themselves at me as I walked by," Gibson said. "But, I hope they realize that this won't change the way I interact with my fans, unless they try to pinch my butt." However, in Tuscaloosa, AL, Andrew Vernon, 21, was seen singing the "I'm Going Cuckoo Song" from the roof of the student center at the University of Alabama. Campus psychologists report that Vernon's performance was a result of the surprise Gibson marriage. "Yes, a very interesting case," Dr. Sigmund Jung, a counselor at the university's mental health service, said. "Mr. Vernon realized that his lifelong dream of watching Warner Bros. cartoons with the one he loved had suddenly gone up in smoke. He had no choice but to sing Daffy Duck's greatest hits." "I was heartbroken to hear about Andrew's plight," Gibson said. "But, like, he wasn't in town when I needed to watch Bugs Bunny. I hope he's all right, because I want Kevin to meet him and have all three of us watch Road Runner together." [Editor's Note: Andrew Vernon has been relieved of his duties as BtL moderator until he makes a full recovery. He is currently resting comfortably in the psychiatric ward of Tuscaloosa's DCH Regional Medical Center.] =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= ANOTHER D.G.I.F. EASTER BASKET OFFER =- Boom-Boom - Any Commercial (e.bunny@energizer.com) March 22, 1993 D.G.I.F. has recently announced that, due exclusively to the poor service of the U.S. Postal Service (who last year delivered their Easter basket offer after Easter), they will again be offering the basket this year. True, they are the same thing and the candy has gotten a bit hard and the bear's t-shirt has turned slightly yellow, but at least you may get it before Easter this time. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= MORE BONUS TRACKS FOUND =- Lu Sinh Mislf - Chau Doc, Cambodia (lm@bms.cb) January 19, 1993 In keeping with her tradition of including bonus tracks on her albums in Asian countries, Debbie has released a version of _Body Mind Soul_ in Cambodia which contains 20 tracks. Many of the tracks are re-mixes of songs from the U.S. release, but there are several new songs that most likely will not be released in the U.S. at all. The bonus tracks on this disc are: Eyes Of A Child Toes Of A Man Love Or Lust (Horny Horns Mix) Love Or We-Can-Still-Be-Friends Love Or I-Think-You're-Kinda-Cute-But-I'm-Too-Shy-To-Say-So Love Or Kumqwats Shock Your Mama (Amy Fisher Mix) Little Birdie (Woodstock's Dub) Little Birdie (Tweety's Twouble Techno Twacks) =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= DEBBIE DOES DISHES =- Ed Dills - Los Angeles, California (E.Dills@free.food.perks.com) November 22, 1904 With the release of her new album, former teen queen Debbie Gibson is out to show the world she knows how to cook. Literally. Timed to coincide with the release of her album _Body Mind Soul_, Gibson opened the latest restaurant on Sunset Blvd., The Body Mind Soul Food Cafe, on January 19th. I admit, I was skeptical. First of all, she's a singer, not a cook. In fact, she has even said she's no good in the kitchen. Still, I knew when I saw the blue, yellow, and green neon sign (a twisted configuration that demands a moment's thought to fully appreciate the artistic effort and the sheer ambition of the creator - a silhouette of Lady D herself enclosing a brain and an amorphous shape that must be a soul while holding a plate of steaming short ribs raised over her head), I had to try it. I was lucky enough to visit the establishment while Ms. Gibson herself was there and managed to get her to my table for a brief interview. She seemed all too happy to discuss her reasons for opening a restaurant. "I've always wanted to be an all-around entertainer," she told me. "I've done concerts, Broadway musicals, television, and parts in movies, but I still felt like I wanted to do more. I already tried having my own perfume line so I thought I'd try a different direction. One day I was going out with my boyfriend - I have a boyfriend now. Anyway, one day I was out with him and we were eating at Denny's when I got to wondering about who Denny actually was. I mean, everyone knows his name, right? But no one has actually seen him, or even knows his last name. I thought, 'Wow! It's electric! This is a great way to get my name known and pretty soon everyone will buy my albums, which will make my mom really happy. And maybe it'll stop all those radio program directors from being biased against me.' I mean, if they like my food, they gotta play my records, right? And besides, at least I know there will always be one place that will play my new singles." Whew. I guess success seems to have its own kind of logic. Whatever Gibson's reason for opening the restaurant, it can't be said she did it half-heartedly. The kitchen boasts two of the best chefs from Mississippi. When asked why she chose to serve soul food, she replied, "I was in Mississippi once with a close friend of mine, Chris Cuevas, and he took me into this little hole-in-the-wall type restaurant and they had the best food I'd ever tasted!" Just then Debbie's beeper went off. "I hate this thing! Just ignore it. So, as I was saying, it was the best food I'd ever tasted. And I thought, 'Wow! It's electric! People in the big city should try this stuff!' So I'm bringing it to them." The decor is done in an eclectic mixture of backwoods Cajun and 50's drive-in that by all rights should be revolting, but instead somehow manages to be charming. "My sister Denise did the decorating," Deb confides. Personally, I just wish I could find out where she got the stuffed alligator in black and white patent leather shoes. Or the possum sitting on the motorcycle dressed like he stepped off the stage of the Broadway revival of "Grease." One could spend all day reading the menu just to see how many ways Deb manages to poke fun at her own image. For example, the front of the menu reads "The Body Mind Soul Food Cafe - Where The Plates Are Always Squeaky Clean!" Opening it up, you are offered a large variety of dishes, the names of which could make the inventor of IHOP's Rooty Tooty Fresh 'N' Fruity breakfast weep with joy: Lost In Your Black-Eyed Beans and Rice, Little Birdie Buffalo Wings, One Hand One Ham Hock, Red Hot Short Ribs, and Helplessly Smothered Steak, to name a few. But the real stars of the menu are the Possibilities Platters, combination plates that allow you to sample several of the cafe's delicious items at once. And as tasty as these meals are, be sure to save room for dessert. From the heavenly Deep Down Mud Pie to the Fallen Angel Devil's Food Cake to the How Can This Be So Good Sundae, each dessert is a piece to treasure. Portions are generous and the prices, while not cheap, are within the standard price range for this type of food. It is very rare that a restaurant comes along that makes me feel compelled to tell everyone I know to go there. This is one of those few. And how can I describe it any better than with Gibson's own words: Wow! It's electric! [Editor's Note: Deborah has already sold franchise rights to the restaurant and a second location in Mud Puppy, Mississippi will open to coincide with the release of her next single. A party is planned, but rest assured that it will be chock full of journalists and only a scant few fans will even hear of it.] =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= DEBBIE DOES OUTTAKES =- R.U. Cyrius - New York City, New York (r.u.Cyrius@a*vision.atlantic.com) March 22, 1993 Rumor Dept.: It has come to our attention that a videotape from the "Losin' Myself" video shoot is in circulation amongst collectors. This video reportedly contains scenes that had to be cut from the final version in order to allow it to be shown on television. It also is rumored to include some outtakes in which a little too much of Deb's outfit comes off. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= A PHONE CONVERSATION WITH DEB =- I. M. Worreed - Sin City, Arizona (imw@biblebelt.edu) February 31, 1993 Wow! I can't believe it!! I actually won that contest that Deb was talking about back in D.G.I.F. 5.1! I mean, it's been what, 3 months, since it was announced and no one has ever heard anything more about it. So you can imagine my surprise when I got that call! I didn't have a tape recorder handy, but luckily, my roommate was there and since she knows shorthand, she was kind enough to get on the extension and take dictation as we talked. Here is the transcript: IW: Hello? DG: Hi. Is I. M. Worreed there? IW: Speaking. DG: Hi. This is Debbie Gibson! IW: Very funny. Quit bugging me, Tina. (At this point I hung up the phone [I can't believe I did that!!] and then it rang again a minute later.) DG: Wait! Don't hang up! It's really Debbie Gibson. Remember that contest in D.G.I.F. a while back? I'm calling you! IW: Really? Oh wow!! Oh wow!! ..... Oh wow!! DG: So, Mr. Worreed... IW: Call me Ishmael. DG: Ok, Ishmael, is there anything you'd like to ask me? IW: I...I mean..what...um...hang on! (At this point I ran to get my list of questions I had written out in case this actually happened.) IW: Whew Sorry! I wrote some stuff down that I wanted to ask you in case you called and I had to go get it. DG: Ok. So what are your questions? IW: Um..lessee..Do we need more lettuce? DG: Huh? IW: WAIT!! That's my grocery list.. Here we go.. Oh! About that new sex video, Losin' Myself. I think that was very inappropriate for you to do. Frankly, I'm really, really concerned about the direction your career is heading. I mean, I'm so worried, I can't sleep at night, I get the shakes, and ...well... truthfully, it makes me constipated. DG: Wow! Sorry to upset you so much but, you know..the video had to fit the lyrics and... Hey, just go watch one on the zillion interviews I did on T.V. to answer that question, O. K.? Don't you have any original things to ask me? IW: Sure...who was your biggest influence? DG: (to someone on her end of the phone) Are you SURE he's in the fan club? IW: Ok! Ok! Wait...um...let me see...Oh! O. K...Samantha Fox went from porn star to pop star. Are you trying to do the opposite? DG: Well, no. But now that you mention it, I always HAVE wanted to get into movies. And since _Skirts_ is on hold... IW: Wait a minute! I can't believe I'm hearing this! What religion are you? DG: Actually, I kinda started a sub-set of L. Ron Hubbard's Scientology. I call it "Possibilitology." You see, the goal to is elevate yourself from EY Level I, where most people are, to EY Level VII, by crossing The Bridge and raising your mind to the highest universe which resides not only within the communal mind of mankind but also within the individual mind, albeit in a more limited fashion. Once there, you are responsible for freeing the minds of other people back in the original pan-dimensional universe you just left behind. Once that is done..What? Oh..Sorry, but I'm told my time is up for this phone call and I'm out of quarters anyway. IW: Ok! Bye! Thanks for calling! DG: Bye! =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= DEB PASSES THE TEST(S) =- U. B. Illin' - Lloyd Harbor, New York (sicko@rx.com) March 4, 1993 Debbie made an appearance on a local radio show called "Love Phones" a few months ago. In that appearance, she mentioned that she had taken an AIDS test. That led to rampant rumors as to what Deb's private life may be like and why she would feel the need to get a test. In an unusual move, Deb was asked back to the show last week to answer some of the thousands of calls the station had received since her first appearance. Here are the details of that appearance: Deb said she had the AIDS test because she tends to party a lot and some mornings she wakes up and can't quite remember what she did the night before. She also hinted that she had some concerns because of the large number of male dancers she works with. However, she assured everyone that the test was negative and she and her boyfriend are currently engaged in a strictly monogamous sexual relationship, are enjoying themselves fully, and no one should worry about them. She also mentioned that at the same time as the AIDS test, she also had TB, tetanus, rabies, fertility tests and her SAT's. "You can never be too sure," she said. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= MY DINNER WITH DEB =- Fred Cornelius - Music, Lerrning Dysabled (lucky@i.won.haha.org) March 9, 1993 Well, as you've probably all heard by now, I was the lucky winner of the "Let's Do Dinner" contest put on by Sam Goody's/Musicland. I was really lucky! I had only entered 314,159 times and statistically speaking, I only had a 27.1828% chance of winning! (That of course, was assuming that the actual Eligible Entries to Postcards Received ratio (EE/PR) was fairly close to unity - usually a fair assumption, but with what I figured would be a relatively large portion of entries coming from pre-teen kids who probably can't follow directions too well (given the current state of our school system nowadays), one I couldn't really be sure of. It also assumed that the actual process of picking the winners could be approximated by a Gaussian Distribution (Boy - I was lucky here! If it had turned out to be a Poisson Distribution, my chances of winning would have dropped by a factor of 2^(ln (pi)) and I don't need to tell you what a difference THAT would have made! Still, even with all these things going in my favor, the actual standard deviation was quite high, something I wasn't too thrilled about since I wanted to win this contest so bad. Of course, since the standard deviation was high, the variance was high also. However, once I graphed the probability density function I was somewhat relieved to see things didn't look as hopeless as I thought. And things looked even better once I re-graphed the function on polar-logarithmic graph paper!) So were was I? Oh yes..So I found out I won via a phone call from The Musicland Group. Since I live closer to L.A., it was there that I was to have dinner with the mighty popstress herself. I had been to L.A. once before, way back in the '70s when bell bottoms were hip and Hewlett Packard hadn't even started thinking about using RPN on their calculators yet. (I know, that seems like a long time ago to me too!) Anyways, I had gone to this fabulous little joint and I really wanted to take Deb there. So I pleaded and begged and eventually, I was allowed to choose the restaurant. The day, or rather evening (well, actually it was more of a late afternoon- going-on-dusk time), finally arrived! I was picked up at the airport in a nice black limo. I had figured that chances of getting a black limo were pretty bad, about 42%, but I guess this only goes to show that this is just a world of random complex variables anyways, no matter what the books say! The driver quickly whisked me down Sunset Blvd. to the restaurant I had chosen. (I had already told the contest operators where it was and Deb was to meet me there.) So we cruised down Sunset and, since the windows were tinted extra dark, and since I always really wanted to do something like this, I rode without wearing my seatbelt. I know! Dangerous, right? Well yes, but you must understand that I was feeling almost.... almost magical that night. I turned on the radio too, but all I could get was some old fogie of a song from The Lovin' Spoonful, whoever they were, so I shut it off. The driver turned onto Gower, and there it was. The restaurant where this Debbie Disciple (tm) would finally meet the Holy Mother of Music - Roscoe's House Of Chicken And Waffles! I exited the limo and entered the establishment. And there she was! I could see her! Her! Her smile was radiating to me from across the restaurant! I could feel its warmth wash over me and I bathed in it. She noticed me! I listened closely as she spoke her first words to me: "I'll be with ya in a second, honey." After she put down the water pitcher, the waitress came over and took me to Debbie's table. It was around the corner and in an out of the way place. We ordered right away because, Deb told me shortly after I introduced myself, she had to go wash her hair. I ordered the Big Mama Special (scrambled eggs with cheese and potatoes and gravy) along with a side order of peas. Deb had the house specialty - half a fried chicken and a large waffle. While waiting for our food to arrive, I had so many questions I wanted to ask the High Priestess of Pop. In fact, I got so nervous, I had to excuse myself and run to the bathroom. I almost made it. It wasn't too bad - nothing a napkin wouldn't cover anyways. When I got back, our food had arrived. Deb had thoughtfully waited for me before beginning. I sat down and we started to dig in. I watched Deb take her first bite. As soon as her teeth hit the crispy chicken, I felt my soul fly upward, free at last. The moment was too much and my hand jerked and the peas that were on my spoon went flying across the table. The lady at the table next to us glared at me, but what did that matter to one whose soul was just delivered? The rest of the meal was uneventful. There was a minor incident with the gravy and waffle syrup, but it was soon cleaned up and I didn't really like the waitress interrupting our little fellowship anyway. Before I knew it, the bill came, which was promptly picked up and paid for by a big man in dark glasses, an Italian suit, and lizard skin loafers. I sat back and let fly with a real good belch, the likes of which even seemed to impress Debbie. Boy, that was a good meal! Debbie managed to finish off her plate as well, I was surprised to see. Not everyone can handle Roscoe's Special. What a lady this was! Did her talents have no limits? Well, Deb got up to leave and I rose to bid her farewell and good luck with the hair washing. I made it a point to make sure my napkin was still tucked into the front of my pants, since I didn't want Deb to think I was strange because of the large spot I had made on my just-short-of-successful dash for the bathroom earlier. We shook hands (and I felt a tingle rush up my arm - but that may have been because I was holding my fork so tightly during dinner that I had cut off circulation). Deb walked out the door and stepped into a waiting white limo. I ran out into the street to watch her drive away, my napkin fluttering in the wake of the cars swerving around me. What a sight that was - her limo gracefully moving down Sunset Blvd. I thought I caught a shooting star out of the corner of my eye as the limo turned a corner, but it turned out to be a DC-10 on final approach to LAX. Well..there you have it. That was my big dinner date with Deborah Gibson! Looking back as I write this, it occurs to me that I never actually talked to Debbie. I never got to talk about my huge collection of all things Deb. Never got her to sign the limited edition officially laundered Gabrielle $100 bill I bought at a record convention. I never got to ask her those burning questions of life and statistics I so craved the answers for. But that's O.K.. Because I know deep in my heart that all the answers are waiting for me. Waiting there, in her music. Or at least 81.8% of them anyway. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= USENET SEALS DEBBIE'S FATE =- net.geek - Somewhere in Cyberspace (...!nerd!net.geek@uunet.uu.net) Stardate 82451.2 U.S.A. TODAY featured a brief article about Debbie Gibson in their March 4 issue. There was nothing new of note in it except for one item. Noting that on her new album she is called 'Debbie Gibson,' but she almost always prefers being called 'Deborah Gibson,' the reporter asked why she wasn't changing her name on the album. "I really wanted to," she answered. "In fact, I was set on it until I found out a computer newsgroup named alt.fan.debbie.gibson had been started. As everyone knows, it's almost impossible to change the name of a newsgroup. So rather than create confusion, I just stuck with Debbie." =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= PUZZLE FOR A BORING AFTERNOON =- The Riddler - Gotham City (riddler@gotham.city.gov) April 1, 1993 The puzzle below consists of two parts - a word search and a cryptogram. In the word search portion, simply circle any words which you find in the Question and Answer section of one of the last four issues of the D.G.I.F. magazine. (Note: All the words are from the same issue, i.e. there won't be a word from Volume 4, No. 4 and a word from Volume 4, No. 2. They will all be from the same issue. You just have to figure out which one.) Once you have finished that, write the remaining, uncircled letters in the blanks below in order, reading the word search from left to right, top to bottom. Once the blanks are filled in, you begin the cryptogram portion in which one letter of the alphabet has been substituted for another. Simply find out which real letter corresponds to which crypto-letter and you'll have solved the puzzle. The solution forms a little joke. I'll give you two hints to start you off, both pertaining to the word search portion: 1) all the hidden words are at least 3 characters long and 2) no word is used twice. Have fun! C Y D I V A S R L C N S O L A B M B E J O O W E N N L D A T I X G E N V C I N S T E T E I E K A E A A E L L A V T C N F R M L I I R R E M I I G T K N L I E V Y P R S E S E Y N T I S T E P L R D S G N N T K N K A B R U L I V I Y O N K E R S B D G C R W E X G S T T P O L I T I C A L Y N W S N H M L P N A A U H N U E S L O L Y M O A E R V R W P S L O C T Y L A N O S R E P U ----- -- ----- ---- -- ------ ---- ---- The answer will appear after someone solves the puzzle. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= DEBSWATCH =- Here is a listing of the times Debbie Gibson was spotted around her spiffy new apartment in New York City, who she was with and what she was doing: March 11: Deborah opens door to let in guy later identified as Kevin Wright. Neighbors calls police to complain about bumping sounds against shared wall. March 14: Deborah leaves for one hour between 6 and 7 A.M. She returns with several bags of groceries, including laundry detergent, Evian, bread, Evian, fresh pasta, Evian, ground beef, Evian, bananas, Evian, Spam, Evian and a copy of the WEEKLY WEIRD WORD. Oh, Deb also bought some Evian. March 22: Billy Idol visits apartment and says, "Debbie, I'm sober now... Can I hit on you now?" Deborah pours Evian down his leather pants. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= ANSWERS AND QUESTIONS =- A: This was the place Debbie Gibson got her start in club performing. Q: What is Something Different? A: Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame. Q: What is something Deborah won't get into until she's at least 40? A: This woman played Eponine in _Les Miserables_ Q: Who is Lea Salonga? [Now, for the Daily Double:] A: Abducted by aliens, taken to Ziplag 9 and then left for Paris with a cute French Poodle. Q: What happened to Debbie's dogs, Diega and Gingersnap? =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -= CLOSING REMARKS =- According to well-placed sources, Debbie Gibson's new video, "Shock Your Mama," was directed by Bob Guccione and will be released soon. In the video, Deborah portrays a nude model who seduces her photographer (Kevin Wright). Due to the graphic nature of the video, which includes a leg- crossing scene inspired by "Basic Instinct," MTV and VH-1 have deferred playing it. However, the Playboy Channel is expected to put it into heavy rotation. If you haven't figured this issue out by now, go back and check the date on your message header. This is a parody of Between the Lines and is not intended to be taken seriously. In fact, we made everything up (you can breathe a sigh of relief about that eloping bit). The only real thing is the puzzle. The first person to solve it will win an exclusive photo of Deborah taken by real-life BtL moderator Myra Wong. Please send your answers (in the form of a question, preferably) to: Shaun Stuart (xsstuart@fullerton.edu) 413 Pebble Beach Place Fullerton CA 92635 Electronic mail and postal mail members will be entered into separate contests. The electronic winner will be determined by the time-stamp placed on the message upon arrival at fullerton.edu. The postal winner will be determined by the earliest postmark. We hope you got a laugh out of this. Sometimes, A little sense of humor can make life easier. Besides, Deborah herself likes a good joke every once in a while. The next regular BtL issue will be released later this month.