From the editor
I would like to apologize for the sporadic, random dates at which this publication is released. The factors involved are numerous Lack of funding forced me to shut down the Hudsonian and pursue a career in the filn industry. My long hours in this career stole the valuable time which I need to create this newspaper. The flaw in society is that often we must take positions to pay the bills, stifling our creativity. I hope to release at a more regular date. You can help by sending a monthly check in any amount to:
The Hudsonian c/o Robert Hudson
722 San Jose Place
San Diego, CA 92109
Donations of $50 or more will result in a free t-shirt
The entire Hudson clan congregated in Columbus, Ohio for the marriage of Christopher James Hudson to Cindy Chang. Although at times this publication has been critical of the YAA (young architectural albino) we would like to say that the trip to Ohio was a time to remember. Chris and Cindy were married in a tearful, semi-religious ceremony before some people we knew, some we saw that day for the first time and probably will never see again. The highlight of the ceremony was heard by some of us close to the action. Through all those years in church, when the singing began, chris would, like the rest of us, not sing. I guess Chris was caught in the emotions of the wedding, because when the singing began, the usual silence from Chris's seat was replaced by a yelping type noise, apparently emenating from the grooms vocal chords.
Robert Hudson showed considerable poise and professionalism by staying in his seat, eager to report on the event. More than once the young, brash reporter, editor and publisher of this publication considered leaving for the sounds of automobiles on High Street. One question, if Columbus is such a conservative, midwestern town, why are there two streets, around the block from one another, named High and Gay? Please respond to any question posed in this paper, along with a $25 check for processing fees.
Just as we settled into bed Sunday night, a call came to the parents room. It seems that the car door was open downstairs in the parking lot. James called his muscle-bound son Rob to escort him downstairs in case a criminal was responsible. But alas, it proved to be Mary's incompetence and inability to shut the door as the problem. Usually when we get out of a car, we shut the door, right?
Eleonor Hudson, as we flew into Chicago at 11:00, informed us that our 11:55 flight had already taken off. James P. Hudson and myself simply smiled at mom, reassuring her as we often do. "mom, just go back to sleep, we'll take it from here".
Mom, just when her fight with dad due to one way streets was over, "No stress". Thanks for alleviating the situation El.
Mom and dad, in private- "It's sad that they all can't be like Rob."
Dear Hudsonian
You have the greatest Newspaper ever written. The style is upbeat and understandable while offering intellectual views on contemporary society. Robert Hudson is uncanny in his ability to recreate the past and make me feel like I was there. The paper has no propaganda and simply speaks the truth. We should have more publications such as this one.
Anonymous
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Future weddings- whose next? Kathleen 3-1 Liz 10-1 Megan 10-1 Rob 100-1 Mary 1000-1 Michael 1000-1 First Hudson to make 1 million? Chris/Cindy 2-1 Nancy/John 3-1 James/Eleonor 10-1 John/Katy 10-1 Liz 150-1 Mary 299-1 Rob 1077-1 Any bet on the oddsboard requires a $200 minimum bet. If I win,
the money is mine. If you win, this document is destroyed and I keep the money.
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