Snapdragon with self-portrait (and shirts) by Apricot Blossom.

Had to post this because it is a lovely portrait of girls not currently in residence, (Christmas is coming up!). Somehow dadaesque and realist at the same time. Nicely done.

David Crosby & Graham Nash "Traction In The Rain" 1971

Because it's from 1971 - a watershed year for music in many ways. And because David Crosby had one of the better voices of his generation. Because these Martin guitars are to die for (well, to pay a hell of a lot for these days), and because some people just do their best work when they're young. Besides, the song is pretty good.

Panic In Detroit.

Could the SUV be the new house? Looks pretty cushy in there. For mail delivery, just crack the rear window.

Jimi Hendrix Experience: Mitch Mitchell Found Dead.

The Jimi Hendrix Experience's last surviving member, Mitch Mitchell, has died in rainy Portland, Oregon. He had stayed on for a short vacation after ending a tour here on Friday night. He has apparantly died of natural causes at age 61. Check out his skills on the drums in the clip below. Peace.

New Dog In Town.

I can't believe it. That damn fool Bush had a Terrier in the White House? Scottish my ass... was he vetted? I'd like to see his birth certificate, I'll bet you "Barney" is a code name. He's a spy. That's how we know all the stupid things Bush said in private meetings. I'll bet my last bone Barney was in the room when Bush choked on that pretzel. Did he run for help? Hell no! I'll bet he was getting a few pretzels in before security showed up. I know his breed - they're all out for themselves. If I were in the White House, none of this would've happened. I'd have him for lunch.
Now, this new breed coming in say they're "looking for a shelter dog." Great. We all know the kind of lazy, looking-for-a-handout, can't find a bone, welfare loving mutts they are. We need a dog with some pedigree, a purebred - someone with experience. Not a barking Liberal. I'll tell you what, if it were up to me I'd get a Reagan-era Spaniel like Rex. Now there was a dog - he sat at the table with William F. Buckley! I guess the best I can hope for is a moderate. Maybe a Beagle. Just make sure he's vetted - and don't let him go shopping!

Diatribe!

I like this word a bunch. Some Greeks used to do this like Americans like to watch baseball. Pastime - discourse: original meaning was to spend... but they weren't talking Nordstrom Rack. Spending time chatting. It's not that different from hanging at the bar, but with the TV off. I've got a two-for-one Sarah Palin hangover, so the TV is way OFF!
I'm thinking of doing this regularly, like toast. Once a day maybe, with butter. Anyway, I've been hearing some weird things on the news since that guy got elected. Like AC/DC is back! That little guy must be hyper - he's like a baboon on crack! A skinny little baboon in velvet shorts. They like to open car doors and run off with stuff. You rock little baboons!
I was going to Diatribe about something... Oh yeah. The redistribution of wealth. I did some reading and figured out what this means, but I'm really confused. When did they distribute it? When did this happen? It's not in any of your books. Is it like communion or something? (I don't understand that AT ALL) You line up to get crackers? I guess sometimes they have wine, but I can get that at Trader Joe's. I guess Jesus liked wine and crackers, but he wasn't happy about wealth. Did he distribute it? What kind of cheese did they have back then?
So, this wealth got passed around sometime. Aren't those people all dead? Is it like reruns, when they show "Get Smart" really late. I love that show, 99 was hot. Do the same people have money now that had it then? That must be why there's still churches and Popes and stuff. That guy got a bunch of the wealth - he's got a car named after him. The Pope-Mobile. Kind of a dumb name, but it's cool. Who makes that anyway? Is it a Volkswagon with a Pope-Mobile body? I hope not. It's probably one of those badass Italian cars with a bunch of plexiglass all over it. Like a wolf wearing a sheep, or something.
I think this wealth should be redistributed. The Pope doesn't need any more stupid cars. Some people are crazy with their money. Do poodles need a chef? That's like me having a bartender... cool. But I can do it myself! There are people who don't even have a glass! C'mon, pass that bottle around. What are these rich people afraid of. Everyone needs to get real and go to IKEA. You can get crap there for next to nothing, plus they have stuffed rodents. I guess this Diatribe has gone on a little long, but it's serious. We're all going down, so why not give everyone a little something before they go. It's two-for-one Goldshlager night. C'mon Pope. Drinks on me!

You Can't Do That With a CD.

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The Greatest Racket Ever Made.

The Who at Tanglewood, New York 1970. Even thru little dinky computer speakers, the incredible interplay between these blokes is overpowering. Doesn't exist in the modern world as we know it.

Monkey Gives Parting Advice.

I'm the first to admit I'm not the smartest Monkey. I was actually passed out on the couch when this report came on Fox News that you didn't know Africa was a continent. What the %$#@!! I came to on the floor (not that unusual, but still...) Don't they have schools in Alaska?
If you are indeed retarded, I feel bad... sort of. But why did you pretend to be a human who knows things? You will never catch me doing something like that.
So, now that you're going home, I'd like to give a little advice. Get one of these book things. They have stuff in there that can make you smarter. Don't let anyone interview you EVER. Quit pretending to look at other countries (or continents, whatever) next door to you. Stay inside, don't answer the phone, steer clear of the booze, take long naps and pretend none of this ever happened (Valium is good). Oh, and send back ALL the clothes. And if you wanna sell that Maverick (black one with the eight-track), call me. It's been fun. But not as fun as two-for-one hot-toddy night! Gotta go, the kettle's boiling.

Yeah Baby!

Hang on Monkey Jr.

Things are looking up...