While in high school at DGS I knew a kid that was thrown-out of his house by his parents. The story goes that after being tossed-out on his ass, he began to live in the trees outside of his parent's house and siblings would bring him food. Preston also had a bike that he named "Sticky Jazz." He loved that bike. It was his most favorite thing (and possibly only thing) in the entire world.
My friends and I would drive by his bush estate late at night and throw things into the foliage yelling things like "Hey Preston you bald sack of shit, the opossum that lives here called and wants his house back." You know, catchy stuff like that. Anyway, I lost track of Preston over the years. Today, while perusing the BBC News, I think I may have found him. Sure his name changed, but his love for Sticky Jazz has not.
Update: The guy referenced above isn't Preston, but easily could be. The real Preston is still in Chicago and is in a band named the Cupcakes. Don't believe me that he lived in a bush? Click here and scroll down until you get to the message boards.
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I ran into him in ... 1997? possibly? And remarkably, he remembered me.
We have friends in common, in that I have friends in the Cupcakes.
Preston used to refer to me as his "arch enemy". True story. I have no idea why - besides the aforementioned bush-taunting, of course. I think he had the hots for my then-girlfriend and viewed me as a rival for her affection.
Shortly thereafter I dated his sister as well. She seems to have fully embraced her inner hippie.
P.S. Mormons!
I never knew that Julia Graves wore the magic underwear!
She didn't, I just wanted to say Mormons.
Ubes started it.
I'm hoping this site attracts more Mormons than Salt Lake City.
Look at that Latter Day Saints Gift Shop!
Look what I found on the internets:
"Cupcakes vocalist Preston Graves, the dumbest guy in rock since that dude from Eve 6"
Wow -- that guy in Eve 6 must have needed assistance to breathe. Word on the street is that Preston lives in a ficus tree in Warrenville.
Why do I feel the need to attack him with a tennis racket?
Why do I feel the need to look-up Paul Graves in the National Sex Offender Database? My spider senses are tingling and they are saying stay out of the ORD bathrooms.
Update!
Duelling sources for Preston's ire shown together here!
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