On July 18, 2001, our dearly outrageous and incomparably beautiful Rebel disappeared into unknown parts on a camping trip. Remember Gilligan’s Island? Well, her foray turned into Rebel’s Wilderness:
I will spend the weekend with a bunch of recovering druggies… It is fun and Crazy and a little psychotic….
And weeks passed. And months lapsed. Then the change of a year. Damn, Rebel, it’s cold out in those woods—get the hell out of there! But snow crystals buried all vestige of life in the fateful forlorn forest with no sign or stirring of a return of our Rebel.
But you got to know that Rebel is a great artist and a truly original American. She is. So, naturally, I clung to the desperate hope that because her blog hadn’t disappeared, that someday, too, she’d return to reclaim it (after all, we all know that a Xanga blog is almost as precious as life itself, right?!)
So deluging the cosmos with my psychic goodwill, I left a last appeal to this crazy girl:
If you ever come back from this trip, I'll rub and lick your feet for a week!
And now she’s back!
*licks* *licks* *licks*
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