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Our Town #1
For such a small town, it has a very big story. How to tell about a place, a place with such a history, a place with such a rapidly changing present? How to keep up? How to tell about my neighbors without offending them? How to pass along how wonderful it is to live here while not leaving out what a sham this all is, what hypocrisy and ( Read more... ) -
This is a Test!!!
This is a Test! of the Emergency Broadcast System. This is Only a Test! If this had been an actual emergency, we'd have already left. Now, back to Golf, without Tiger Woods. That's what's in front of me right now. That's why I write about Hitchhiking trips (did you know that Hitchhiking is spelled with two , Two, count 'em, Two! ( Read more... ) -
A Toast for Toast
Here's a toast to Toast, who would have played piano in our garage band, Sexy Dave and the Four Skins, if we would have had a piano player, but we wouldn't have a piano player, because if we would have had a piano player, he would have been toast. And he would have been great! Toast would have been the best piano player ever. When our ( Read more... ) -
So, How About That Old Time Religion?
If you talk to God, they'll put you away.
If Jesus moves you, they'll put you away.
If you would die for Allah, they'll put you away.
If you follow Bhudda, they don't need to put you away,
you're already safe at home chanting, chanting....
If you're a Rastafarian, they'll put you away.
If you're a Scientologist, they'll tax ( Read more... ) -
Fifty-One and Maybe Done
My own birthday today. I'm depressed because it's been one of the best years of my life. I've been thinking all year of that old story about the sacrificed King For a Year. I've been having that good of a time. There must be a blade hanging over my head, a piano dangling from a window, a freight elevator opening up in the sidewalk, the ( Read more... ) -
happy birthday, little brother, may you rest in peace
Well, this is not going to be easy. So instead I'll tell a hitchhiking story. I once htichhhiked a ride by telephone with my brother, talked him into driving four of us in his new pickup truck to a Dead Show in Sacramento. It was raining on the ride down, Pat strapped three of us in the pickup bed under a blue tarp. We rode through the ( Read more... ) -
hope this works...
here's my friend in our local cemetary with his song about the wall street theft/crash, called , ahem, "Jump You Fuckers!" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9TYezSrzUUs yeah, that doesn't look like a linky-thing, but maybe you can get there? -
The Northern Extension #2
Can't win for losing. Mary Slater got tripped up and lost her race in the 1984 Olympics. She spent twenty years trying to win again. She wouldn't give up. I saw that race while i was petitioning for Progressive Change, and spare change, if they would give me cash, and a Valium at the next house, where I wrapped up my patriotic duty ( Read more... ) -
Get Out of Denver, Baby, GO!
I'm a Zen God sometimes at finding places to sleep. I once found myself in Roseburg, Oregon without a sleeping bag, watching the temperature on the bank clock drop below freezing as I stood on the empty on-ramp, not getting a ride. I began to hope that a good samaritan would come by and offer me a place to sleep, or money for a hotel ( Read more... )