Show The Eagle-pag- e Thursday December 2 Policies want for Christmas is a piece destroy of paper a pen that writes and Huey Lewis national All 1988 I By Gina Howard staff writer Paper Paper I need paper! ir I meet Huey Lewis 111 need something to get his autograph on I ran around my room frantically searching for paper I grabbed a pad ripped out some pages and shoved them into my pocket A pcn- -I need a pen I reached for the blue Bic on my dresser suddenly remembering that it didn't work very well A quick strong feeling told me to get another one I shrugged it off I was late I was supposed to be gone already I didn't have lime to find another one I grabbed the one I had and ran out to the car All my life I've wanted to meet Huey Lewis I watched the tall lean handsome Huey Lewis on MTV Boy was he sexy! His pictures and posters plastered my bedroom walls hours a day I listened to His charisma was mesmerizing Twenty-fou- r I Lewis News the and sick never got of iL Stacks of articles Huey about the guy crammed my bookcase shelves He seemed so down to earth easy going and humble His eyes twinkled He was kind intelligent and sincere I wondered if his nice guy image was real What was he like in real life? My friends and I weren't sure where to start in our quest for the man but we made up our minds to hit every hotel in Salt Lake City until we found him The first place we stopped was the Salt Lake Hilton because we spotted some buses outside and we thought maybe they belonged to Huey We snuck in a back door and crept around the hallways terrified we'd be discovered and get into trouble Eventually wc made it out to the lobby and one of my friends went up to the desk clerk and asked her if Huey Lewis was staying there She said that he wasn't but that she wished he was We turned to leave and I almost slammed into a bellboy "Looking for Huey Lewis huh?" he said "I know where he is" Wc followed the bellboy Russ down the hall as he delivered baggage trying to get him to tell us where Huey was We would have offered him money but we were broke So wc begged We pleaded Finally we dragged it out of him As it turned out some of the passengers on Huey's plane were staying in the Hilton and Russ had talked to them He found out that Huey Lewis was at the Mardcft-in-his-ch- in riott The second floor of the Marriott was deserted We snooped around looking to see if any light was coming from underneath any doors of the rooms Our plan was to yell baggage at Huey's door he'd come out to get his suitcase and presto! We'd get to meet him Great plan no luck So it was back to the elevators to try the third door Editor New Editor Feature Editor Entertainment Editor Women'a Sport i Men'i Sport Photographer Buiincii Manager Copy and Headline Editor Co-Edil- Co-Edit- Advtior 1 Lea Mathlc Kinien Chriitenien Gina Howard Travii Mann Stacee Pane and Richard Hickman Kriitie FJiaion and Jake She wm ike C Hamaker and Kinten Chriitenien Shane Knighton Timi Biiouera Suian A Politer Patrick Dunn Garth Frandien Jan Halliday Ragun Larkin Anna Reporter Painter Curdy Weil Chrii Kotenko Therm Green and G Scott Murphy Kathryn Warren The Eagle is the official student publication of the College of Eastern Utah Opinions expressed in this publication may or may not refute the cfficud is opinion efCEU's administraton faculty students or staff The Eagle office located in Room III of the Main Building As I got on the elevator I noticed two others were already in it and I glanced up casually to see who they were I froze As my eyes met with the stranger’s I saw Chris Hayes Huey's lead guitarist staring back at me I couldn't believe it and my friends had no clue to who he was When I got up the courage to talk to him he said that he wasn't Chris Hayes he was his little brother But I knew who he was We asked him where Huey Lewis was He was at the Salt Lake Trappers game with Bill Murray he said Then he gave me his autograph or at least tried to because that stupid blue Bic I had would not work WcblewoniL Wc shook it but to no avail Chris said "find me when you get a pen that works" After meeting some of Huey's road crew and running into members of the Tower of Power the horn section louring with Huey Lewis and the News wc went pen hunting Wc finally came across an identical blue Bic downstairs near the ballroom at a high school reunion So we "borrowed" it and planted ourselves in the lobby to waiL We were getting kind of paranoid because people kept lookwalked by and ing at us funny Twice guys with walkie-talkie- s looked at us suspiciously A lady walked out of the bar and asked us if we were waiting for Huey Lewis The desk clerks kept giving us the eye So we split up and cruised around the hotel Finally wc deckled to go outside and who should be coming the but Chris Hayes and bassist Mario Cipollina "Heyl I walk up got a pen that works" I yelled We got their autographs and we chatted with them asking them how they liked Salt Lake and if they were going to put on a good concert for us tomorrow When they left we ducked into the bushes because even in lly on warm summer Salt Lake weirdos do roam the strccts-cspccia- nights I looked at my watch It was 1 1:40 pjn We'd been waiting three hours but it seemed like forever As wc sat there hoping he would come soon I thought about what it would be like when I met him Would he be that caring intelligent sexy man I had envisioned him to be? How deep would that cleft in his chin really be? I was jolted back to reality as a long long white limousine with a fin on the trunk pulled into the circular driveway I knew it was him I stood up As I watched the door on the right opened and out popped three members of his band I couldn't believe what was happening Then the door on the left opened and first a boot then a leg-t- wo legs ir fact-th- en a head and then the whole Huey Lewis appeared The man the legend-- he was a reality! I was in shock Next thing I knew I was in front of him gazing into those twinkling gray eyes I excitedly babbled something like "I am your biggest fan in the whole wide world” I finally meet the man and I can't thirds of anything intelligent to say "I did a report on you and I got an 'A" "You're so dumb " I thought Huey Lewis replied "That wasn't because of me that was your writing" My friend gave him a big hug His bodyguards peeled her I move I was still in shock By the time my brain couldn't off came back to life he was walking off with my pen I had to have that pen— it had his fingerprints on ill I yelled "Excuse me could I get my pen back?" And then it happcncd-l- hc most romantic moment of my Ufc Huey Lewis looked over his shoulder at me little old me winked and tossed me the pen The blue Bic that did work It hit his body guard in the head I snatched it off the sidewalk and we ran off down the street screaming "We just met Huey Lewis” at the top of our lungs It took me a month to recover I finally met my idol And he didn't let me down He was everything I thought he was Huey Lewis really is that humble hunk that nice intelligent guy everyone says he is I know that he knew we were waiting for him He didn't have to let us meet him but he did Huey is all he's cracked up to be The sincerity the huboy is he sexyl Know whin? mility the kindness is real-a- nd Someday I hope I can meet him again (Next lime III take a pen that works) forest Editor When Charles Russell drew "Wait for a Chinook "it powerfully depicted the Gnat Plains blizzard of 1888 Russell Dear captured the disaster with a wolf howling near an emaciated calf standing in the storm If Russell were alive today he might paint a picture of "Smokey the Bear" crying against a background of flaming forest with two wolves howling in the distance In this case the wolves represent Bureaucracy and the Environmentalists who are the unthinking architects of this holocausL In 1888 it was a natural disaster where thousands of cattle lost their lives in an unstoppable e storm In 1988 it is a disaster with America losing a National treasure for generations to come And the tragedy of it all is that it didn't have to be But how could somelike this happen? Very thing simple The Environmentalists and Bureaucrats disguised themselves as "Mother Nature” and instituted a policy of no fires in the Park This policy was enforced for years resulting in a build-u-p of waiting dead wood which the real "Mother Nature” would have prevented in those olden limes when Bureaucrats and Environmentalists were far far man-mad- away Then the policy was changed to lathe fires bum (Rule 2052B page S13 Volume 7) When the fire broke out in June the Bureaucrat turned to page 313 and said "La it go" When the fire got bigger with no rain in sight smarter individuals (we call them people) said "We can put it out" But the Environmentalists said "Heavy equipment will damage the forest floor and habitat" And the Bureaucrat said "We are following our bum policy (Rule 2052B)" The People said "Look out the window plcaseIt's the longest most severe drought in memory And it is getting worse" But Bureaucrats and Environmentalists know better than to listen to People and the fire got bigger and biggen 200-00- 0 acres 400000:800000 count the acres as they bum "But this is good" they said and (continued on page 8) |