My Profile Picture

I've snagged Maggie and Hopey from Love and Rockets as my profile picture.
I feel like I'm a little of the both of these two.
I always wanted a tattoo of them on my arm but I could never figure out which drawing of them I should pick...

The young Punk Rocker girls in love like this one with the green back drop.

The confidant yet obnoxious 20 somethings like this one with Hopey yelling down at someone...

or...
The older in their 30's Maggie and Hopey like this drawing....

What's up in this last picture? Are they living in their car? I've done that.

I guess my decision has been made.

A Hard Stretch...

I've gone through a hard little stretch. Starting on Feb. 25th --the year anniversary of the untimely death of my good friend Tedd.

But it's ending today with the signing of the loan papers which will bury our debt into our mortgage--never to be seen again.

Only paid.

Well actually it really ends next week with a check to me $$$.

That check will be gone in minutes to the vet as I have a dog who is now regularly having seizures. The one pictured with me in this picture at the Albany Bulb. Her name is Gabe. She had a seizure a year ago. Then two just this week. Here we are staring at the sculpture of a woman made out of drift wood. When you get up to it it's like 20 feet high. Very cool.

Kimm and I refinanced our house through my depression. Luckily it kept me occupied.

Other fun things that kept me busy over the last 3 weeks have been taxes, court, and lack of work. It's been a bumpy ride.

But it's ending and Spring is almost here! I'm hopeful of a quiet and powerful equinox.

How 'lesbian' is that for ya?

Albany Bulb

This is one piece of sculpture from the Albany Bulb.

Lots of sculpture--All made from what washes up on the bulb from SF Bay.

I'll be posting more pictures soon.

This is my new favorite place.

Funny how you can live somewhere for so long and ignore all it's corners.

OUCH!

I bruised by shin. No really I damaged it--BUT GOOD!
I was painting a room for a client. In the process of pushing a small scaffolding on wheels across a canvas, the wheels got bunched up in the canvas and the scaffolding came to a grinding halt. My legs did not and I plowed shin long into it's sharp metal step.
The pain was surreal. I grabbed an ice pack out of the lunch box and fell on their couch with my leg up on the arm. All I could do was moan in agony. I couldn't even cry. I couldn't even CATCH MY BREATH--it hurt so bad.
This was a week ago. I am STILL limping. It STILL hurts like HELL!
I don't care how many of you guys have been kicked in the balls or how many of you fine ladies have given birth--
NOTHING is worse then cracking your shin at 90 miles an hour.
I can't even guess when this golf ball size lump on my leg will go down.
And of course I keep hitting it on everything.
Is this some kind of curse?

GRRRRR

More on this at another time...

Blue Herons

Our beautiful Blue Heron's are back!

We get so excited when we see them. It means Spring is on the way. Here's a picture of one of the two sitting on our neighbors roof. This morning both of them were sitting in our other neighbors trees-one Heron in the pine tree and one in the Acacia tree. A very angry hummingbird was buzzing around the one Heron in the pine tree. I love how there is so much diversity in mammals. One bird can be so big and another so small. It was like watching a chihuahua annoyed with a great dane.

These birds are HUGE. They stand more than 3 feet high and their wing span is more than 5 feet.I'm hoping someday to find their nest so I can watch the chicks when they hatch.

When Kimm and I were camping in Monterey last year we saw several pairs of Blue Herons nesting with chicks in some pine trees. When the neighbors saw us screech our car to a halt and jump out with binoculars they told us that the Herons come back every year to nest. These people get to watch it from their living rooms. Must be nice.

Exercise!

Do I want to be this old woman someday? The answer is YES!

Back to the Bump and Grind

I've made it back to the delightfully naughty Bay Area!

Here's a picture I took of the Y on the mountain in Provo. Many of you will recognize this. It's taken from my mom's kitchen window. You can see it through a negative space of the house behind hers. I was thinking how strange that was to see the Y from her kitchen window. Then I realized, if I remember correctly, I saw that Y out some window of every house I ever lived in when I was there. Maybe ALL the homes in Utah Valley have a view of the Y. Creepy.

Anyhoo, I'll just sum up the adventure....

Mom still quite ill but slowly coming through it.

Younger sister who has worked tirelessly for the Republican party was to sit at a table with Orrin Hatch at some dinner. I tried to envision her excitement by thinking how I would feel if I was to even be in the same ROOM as Nancy Pelosi. He ended up being out of state for an operation. Hopefully on his brain-- (Sorry K... I couldn't resist)

And some snow on the ground but nothing I couldn't handle. Which was good because all I brought were my Converse tennies.

Other than that. I ate a lot of fattening food and I barely left the house.

Zion...The Beehive State

Well it's official. I bought my ticket back to Utah for another visit. I haven't been back since my Dad's funeral two years ago.
Here's a picture of three year old me. My mom is holding my little sister in the background. It was X-mas 1969.
This is not the best picture. But you can see the smile on my Mom's face. She and my Dad adopted me when I was 6 weeks old. Then one year and some months later they added another baby who became my sister Keri.
When my Parents adopted me they were 45 (mom) and 47 (dad) years old. They'd already had 6 children of their own. I love my parents. They gave me the best life. I owe almost everything to them. Except my Homosexuality--I owe God for that one.

My Mom has had some debilitating health problems for many years now. Every time I go back to Utah I wonder if it'll be the last time I see her.

It's not easy for me to go back there. I won't go into all of the MANY reasons I hate Utah...But in two words---Mormons and snow.

I do love my family though-even for all of their Latter Day Saintness. And it'll be good to see all of them. Although all of us kids grew up in California almost all of my brothers and sisters live in Utah now. So when I go back it's a real wholesome family fest! They ultimately remind me of where I come from and who I really am.

Maybe just to be on the safe side I should bring my
Dyke Doll and wear my upside down cross.

L is for Loser AND Lesbian

I know I haven't been posting much lately. But with animals like this around it's hard to do anything else. We're constantly being awe struck by their cuteness.

I'm still obsessed with finding another career. I might have even decided on one. But it's a big step and it's the most important thing I'd ever do so I'm not going to tell you what it is. I'm afraid I'll change my mind and then you'll be all like..."She's never going to amount to anything."

Proof

There really is a god.

This post is also proof that I'll never stop acting like a 13 year old boy.

Japanese Tub Finished

So we finished the tub finally. You have to put the two pictures together. We also bolted down the toilet and replaced the vanity and sink.
I'm so glad it's finished.
But now what?

On another note. And this is long overdue..I'd like to thank N. for giving me her BRAND NEW IPOD. With friends like that ..who needs a Jesus?

Japanese Tub

Here's the empty space in our clients home where we have since put a cute little Japanese corner tub. It hasn't been easy. I'll post pictures of the finished product when we're completely done.

This particular job has made me wonder how much longer we can do this kind of work. Every joint in my upper body hurts.

Can anyone tell me about some new careers I could choose from?

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Clan - M.E.T.H.O.D. Man

Do you think your Wu Tang sword can defeat me?

I really love Wu Tang. I just found this on YouTube sorta by accident. I thought I'd put it on. Listen to how this guy flows...AAAHHHH YEAAAHHH!
Old Dirty Bastard RIP.

I wonder if I could get contacts in that color?

While driving through our neighborhood on the way back from our NYE party we came across this hapless soul.

The balloons that she's holding say 'Happy New Year 2007'.



Happy New Year Everyone!

Happy New Year

After gathering together with our friends in SF we high tailed it down to the 'Dog Patch' to see this band for our NYE celebration.
'Browntown and the Porch Honkies'.
Happily we've know and loved these kids for many years as members of other bands. But this line up is Extra special!
They started out the set with Cheech and Chongs 'Earache my Eye' then wound thru some Zepplin, Skynard, Van Halen and Areosmith just to name a few. It was a great Fucking show! They kicked our collective asses.
I played with the guitar player in another band called 'Mighty Tight' many years ago. In fact ..I was reminded.. the warehouse we were in was the same place that Mighty Tight had played years earlier where I fell into the drum set during our rendition of Skynard's 'Simple Man'. Cracking my guitar but recovering enough to tell J. the drummer to "Keep going!" Too much Wild Turkey 101.
Good Times.
Happy New Year Everyone!

JB

RIP JB.

He also has a great X-mas album. We listen to it every year.

Favorite X-mas album

Christmas with the New Christy Minstrels and

Merry Christmas from the Supremes.

I love those two albums. They have been by two favorites since I can remember.

Just look at Diana Ross in that hat--HOT!!!

I remember on the back of that album is the three of them riding a sled in the snow.

And I think a young Kenny Rogers is in that line up of the New Christy Minstrels. Awesome!

EARTHQUAKES

We've had three 3 point earthquakes in the last 3 days. Because we live one block from the fault line it's a little disconcerting...
But having three 3 points is better than having one 9 point! So I'm hopeful!
Happy Holidays to all ya'll !

Pretty Decent

I thought this was a good Holiday tattoo to post.
We had a little earthquake last night. I was cleaning the bathroom in a yoga position. Bending completely over at the waist to put hair "stuff" away in the cabinet. When suddenly it sounded like a train rolled through the front yard. But there was no shaking..? I've never experienced an earthquake with blood rushing to my head before. It was almost better.
It was 3.7 in the East Bay Hills. Not too shabby.

More Santa Con Madness

My mom forwarded me an email today.

Her friends in SF had snapped a photo last weekend from their balcony. They send it out to my mom and several other friends as an X-mas card. (This would be the first photo you see here).

My mom wanted to know if the picture they snapped was of that "SantaCon" we always attend every December.

It was...and not only that but we're in the photo! On the very far left above the railing on the balcony is where we be.

If you look really hard at the first photo you can see our friend in the tutu (second photo). Both pictures were taken at the same time. Kimm took the second one.

Isn't that just wacky!

Just more proof

Here are the blushing bride and dapper groom from the wedding we busted last weekend. This picture is off the internet. Notice the purple butt plug in the lower right being presented to the young couple. Now I cannot think of a better wedding present.
Can you?

Santacon 06'

I guess I've been a touch out of it the last couple of weeks.
I really hate the rainy weather.
Here's a picture from this years Santacon. It was last weekend. Here's where we busted a wedding in progress. It seems that every year Santa's come across a wedding.
Surprisingly the wedding party is always really enchanted by the drunk, sloppy Santa's yelling "HO"!

Thanksmas

Here we are at my Uncle's place outside of Mt. Shasta (See it looming in the background).
This was our Thanksgiving picture with the family--except for that little girl in the front wearing the pink shirt--I don't know who she is but she jumped right in. This year we had our Thanksgiving celebration and then two days later on Saturday we had our X-mas celebration... Thanksmas.
My mom and her husband are going to New Jersey for X-mas this year so we had our gift giving/Tree/Dinner thing early this year.
It's actually kind of nice because now Kimm and I feel freed up for the rest of the holiday season.
More time for parties and we already have our presents!

The only 4 guys this dyke would do.

Here they are in no particular order.
1. Mick Jagger circa 1970 "Performance" era. Mostly because he looked SO androgynous. And he had those hot young lips. But ONLY 1968 through 1972. 2.Johnny Depp. The only one of the bunch who looks better the older he gets. I know he's a big mega star but he's just so...Piratey!
3.Joe Dallesandro circa early 70's from Andy
Warhols films such as "Flesh","Trash" and "Heat". I'll also go
as far as to throw in "Frankenstein" and "Blood of Dracula" which came a few years later. He's so unbelieveably sexy especially in "Trash"---mmmmmmouth watering!
4. Iggy Pop of course--circa early 70's "Raw Power"
"Funhouse" era.Oddly enough he looks best to me when he's in the
worst throws of his herion addiction.
He is the epitomy of 'beautiful man' to me in those early years.
Especially when he had the platnum hair-YOW! I'll even throw in doing him after David Bowie 're- discovered' him and cleaned him up a bit-circa mid 70's.

Travel Trailers

I've not mentioned this previously. But I'm obsessed with small fiberglass travel trailers.

Here's a picture of a Casita. It's my dream to own one of these. A 16 ft. Casita Spirit Deluxe. Every Saturday morning I spend a couple of hours clicking back and forth between the Casita website and the Casita club website. Dreaming...

As a recovering Mormon I still can't shake the feeling that I'll eventually have 10 minutes or less to throw everything important into the car and speed off to Zion. In that case it would SO help to own one of these.

Free Porn

Well, tonite we'll be going to this Mondo Porno gig with some friends. Should be fun for all. Free porn, naked girlie clowns, a Guns and Roses cover band...Can life get any sweeter?

What the????

What is this you ask??? Our sewer line.

Those three holes?? They are in our sewer line.

This is a picture of that line right below the dirt. Those holes are OLD. And quite undisclosed to us by the previous owners. they had been patched many years prior. But in a jimmyrigged fashion. They covered them with somekind of thin metel and then poured concrete over them. Didn't really work unfortunately.

So last weekend this was our fate. We replaced this part of the sewer line. I did the digging and Kimm did the "replacing of parts".

But it's done!!! I've been fretting about this for a year. It's so nice to finish something this important that's been on the back burner!

YEA DEMS!!!

Conservative, Christian, Right-Wing Republican, Straight, Wh

Warning: This song may be stuck in your heads for days to come.
But it's pretty much hits the nail on the head dontcha think?

Kill the humans!

This picture is really just to prove that if Kimm and I are found dead in our house.....it was the cat.
Here she is being instructed on how to do it by the plasticized mama rat we put out every Halloween.



If any of you have met my cat you know I'm not kidding.

The Minutemen

This last week I bought a CD I hadn't had for awhile. The Minutemen-Double Nickles on the Dime. It's one of my all time favorites.
It reminds me of Kris. When we were in highschool Kris and I would hang out in this little studio where our taxi driver friend Chris lived. Jesse, Mike R., Clay and Bob were also there. Other stranglers like Robin, Chris A.and Mike S. with his brother were often in and out of there as well. We would listen to the Minutemen, Black Flag, Fear, the Avengers, the Vandels, TSOL, the Germs...etc...
Sometimes we would put Chris's matresses up against the walls and make our own little mosh pit.
It was from here that I started playing in bands with those boys. Kris was always the singer.
We had lots of good names: the Tombstones, Total ASSets, Bucket of Death, Catholic Fags in Trouble, and my favorite...Jesse Christ and the Apostlettes. I still have a cassette that I put together of all the music I taped. Because of course it ALWAYS had to be taped. We'd all listen back to it in Chris's little studio.
These are such great memories for me. Sitting around a dirty little table choking on cigarette smoke in a room with no windows, Punk Rock blasting on the little portable sterio, empty cans of cheap beer everywhere, all planning our escape's from Redding.
Chris eventually joined the Army, Jesse, Mike R. and Bob moved to SF. Clay --I don't really know. I think he stayed around up there. Eventually he died in a car accident on his way back to Redding from a visit to SF. Kris and I ended up going to BYU.
Now Kris is gone too.
It's funny how listening to music can remind you of so much and make you so sad and so happy at the same time.

Day of the Dead

The Hollywood Mansion Tour

On this Day of the Dead I'm honoring my beautiful friend Tedd. He left us back in Feb. of this year. I thought a lot about putting this video on here. Granted it is on You Tube and anyone can see it at any time. Tedd is special beyond words to me and I want to share him with anyone who will listen. (He's wearing the green and white baseball cap in the video.)
I still think of him everyday. I don't know when that will end. But I do love to hear his voice and laughter in my head.
Here he is back in the summer of 05. He was the make-up and hairstylist for Colt Studio's--(hot boy porn).
I tried to link this up with my post of Tedd I put up after he left us. but I couldn't for some reason. You can see my original post on 3/24/06 called 'Tedd ruins our lives lately'.
This video shows how Tedd was ALWAYS...Fun, Witty, Charming, Brilliant, Adorable, irreverent, Wonderful!

Enjoy! And Eternal Cheers for Tedd!!!

Last Halloween in the Castro

Here's a picture taken at a bar we went to after the shots rang out at the Castro. The scariest thing about gun shots in a group of people is the stampede that accompanies said shots.

When our group of 8 left the Castro party area I heard the gun shots. I looked back and then looked at Kimm who was standing in front of me. "Those were gun shots" I told her. Then I looked back again to see a wall of people running towards us. "RUN"!!! I was the last in the group and everyone in front of me got to the bar straight away. I was beginning to get pushed from behind so with my adrenaline push I made it to the side and ran into a parking lot which I recognized as a spot where I dragged Kimm on one of our first dates just so I could puke up all the vodka in my system and start again. She always remembers our first dates as being like that. We're at a bar and I say "Come outside with me for a second". If I say that to any of you while at a bar---Stay inside the bar.

Good news--we didn't get shot or trampled in the stampede.

Bad news--This will be our last year at the Castro Halloween extravaganza. Too many CRAZY MUTHAFUCKAS!!

Did any of you guess my costume from the non-revealing picture?

I was Steve Irwin--crocodile Hunter. I had a cardboard stingray hanging from a piece of rope from a hole in my shirt at heart level. Yes it was tasteless but this is Halloween--and I wasn't the only Croc. Hunter either.

Happy Halloween!

Here's a picture from last year's Halloween excursion to the Castro. We're going again this year with some friends that we go with every year -including this adorable vampress in this here picture.
Keep your fingers crossed that all ends well. It's always a little bit of an adventure going to the Castro on Halloween.
I'll post my costume tomorrow.
I'm going as someone who recently died...Who do you think it is???

XENA!

Xena & Gabrielle - Kisses - #622

I am just as happy as a pig in shit with this YouTube thing. Now I'm wallowing in my Xena obsession. Yes I am one of 'those' who would love Xena to throw me like a rag doll.
This is just one of their hot kisses. How lucky is that Gabrielle?

Sandy West R.I.P.

The Runaways - Wild Thng
Here's Sandy West, drummer for the Runaways singing 'Wild Thing'. She died of lung cancer on Saturday Oct. 21st. She wasn't even 50.
Sandy was such a powerful drummer. She totally opened the door for girls like me. Thank god for the Runaways!

This video really rocks. Remember these girls were all teenagers back then.
Amazing!

Because she hates painters

Darby Crash Interview
When I was in high school back in the early 80's, this movie was the soundtrack to my life. The Decline of Western Civilization. My friends and I listened to this record so many times that we had all the lines memorized and would recite them to each other.
often.
We didn't have a lot to do in Redding.
Back then it was fun to say what you hated. Sometimes I miss that.
Here's Darby Crash singer from the Germs and his friend Michelle spliced in with an interview of Nicole- the Germs manager.
And of course I love this because I'm a painter.

Stone Fox ---- Cinderella
A while back I posted about this great band from SF called Stone Fox. Here they is........
I miss seeing them. They were so fuckin great!
I love You Tube.

The Fake Banana

I've been staring at our Moosa tree (Fake Banana). It's looking so good right now. It's not easy to tell in this picture which I just took. The best thing about this picture is the icy glare of the wrot iron pink flamingo to the right of the tree. And the Canna bloom inbetween the two of them.
I have a "little Florida" in my back yard.
We've been juggling 3 different job's this week.
We're tired.
More will be written soon.

We're recooperating

Yes, it's days later. In fact tomorrow is Kimm's birthday. But we aren't starting again. It's too much. I just started to drink alcohol again so...ya know....
We'll wait until Saturday when our friend M. is having a BBQ at her place in SF.
It rained today for the first time this fall. It makes us sad. We hate the rain and clouds. I walked the dogs around the neighborhood this morning and tried to find things I liked about the rain. .... .......... ............
Not a lot except that it made the wild fennel growing on the side of the road smell like maple syrup. And that smell hung around in the air today forever. That was cool.
This is another picture from my birthday last weekend.
I'm hoping to handle this winter better than the last two, or six...
When you own your own home and you have to worry about water "issues" it makes the rain seem like an ever reoccuring SATANIC CURSE!!!
We have to enjoy these last days of our indian summer before they are gone for good!

Birthday Party # 40

I know this picture isn't great but it wasn't a night for holding the camera steady.
At this point I was lucky enough to be putting my arms in front of me before I fell.
It was a great party! We kept it goin' until the sun was rising.
I was more sick on sunday then I've been since I was in my 20's and just beginning to know my limits with alcohol and such things...But the liver damage was worth it!
Highlights: All three Babiarz sisters! My Mom coming down from Redding just for the party. Police action with k-9's and megaphones down the street (not at our house by some miracle)! Naked hot tubbing. And Whip-it's!
I love my crazy friends and family. They be knowin how to celebrate!

Now for the downward spiral?

Here's a picture of the back of my dad's gravestone. This type of stone that includes the names of the deceased's children is very popular for Utah Mormons

I hope no one thinks this is in poor taste. My dad would be laughing.

I'm just posting this because as a new 40 year old. Looking at my name on this gravestone reminds me that life is short.

I've decided I need to accept my old age and live it up everyday despite the spreadin' hips, wrinkles and age spots. My god look at this one. She's 53. (And by the way I used to have that same bass--why did I ever get rid of that)! Or this hot one. She just turned 48 a few days ago!

I'm sure this will be an ongoing process for me.

This stone is also proof that I am a Kim and not a Kimberly.

The last night of my 30's

It's here. I've barely had time to begin processing it. I'll be 40 tomorrow.
When I was young like I was in this picture... I used to think that if you made it to your 40's you had lived most of your life. If you suddenly got terminally ill, it was o.k...YOU WERE
40 for god's sake!!! You were old. Washed up. Old enough to be sick and DIE.
I'm on the eve and I can't believe it. I only ever pictured myself living until I was 33. Nothing after that.
I'm dreading tomorrow...
This picture by the way is from Left...Julie T., Jesse W., Kris B., Me and Mike S. On the day of Jesse W's graduation from the San Francisco Art Instutite circa 1988...I was 21..

La Turley

"I haven't laughed that much since the Clinton Administration"...S.T.R.

Love Fest

So here we are at Lovefest 06.
Kimm and I were invited on the Anon Salon bus with our friend Robyn Hood. She made us some nice girly drinks. It was fun. Met up with many friends. Good times-good times.
It's been a busy week. I had my old college (BYU) friend Shelley and her family visit for a few days. She brought lots of great music with her. For her 40th birthday she made several CD's of music. One might call them "Music from the soundtrack of Shelley's life". She made me copies of the CD's for my upcoming 40th birthday and they are SO awesome! Thanks Shelley!!! They'll be playing at my shindig next weekend.
Another great CD Shelley brought and I copied..the Akron Family. I LOVE them! Amazing vocals.
Having problems posting You Tube videos to my blog...Jesse, Cassie any suggestions as to why???

End of an ERA

This may be kind of a hard picture to figure out. It's me ..maybe in 98'?, turned so my back is towards you. Cassie is in the foreground ready to pull the rest of my pants down. I think Jamie or Ilhan took this picture and later when I brought a copy of it into the practice spot, Tedd wrote "Choad Flosser" on it in black sharpie and it was tacked to the wall of the Practice spot at 143 Turk st. room 22.

143 Turk or Francisco Studios in SF. Between Taylor and Mason. Some of us practed there for 10 years or more.

Mike (currently drummer for my band Mutton) was in a band called Ear Plug Boy". He was the first one to wrangle the spot and make it available for his band, my band Yusakuta and a band called Zen Guerrilla back in 1995/96.

10 years later I still practiced there. My band morphed from Yusakuta to Mighty Tight to Hoegarden to Hazy to Mutton all in one practice spot.

Today I moved all my stuff out. As Mutton (a three piece), we didn't want to pay the rent anymore. Mike and I figure we can build a studio in his basement at his home and hopefully practice more often.

I'll miss that place. I had a lot of good memories there...

Tedd's dead now, Cassie's moved far away. I spent a lot of time in that small room with the flickering fluorescent light and asbestos celling. Walls filled with Lunachick and CCR posters, clocks with Celtic men snapping whips at wolves, vomit bags, dental dams, photo's of bandmembers, stickers of bands long since departed. In the corner are racks of musical equipment seldom or over-used, amps with blown speakers. Broken strings litter the dirty carpet along with ends of joints, cigarettes, picks, pieces of duct tape.

We'd shared the space this last year with a band called Send for Help. They are taking over the lease from us. I snuck a swig off of their bottle of Whiskey before I walked out for the last time.

Here's to the Tenderloin.

Birthday Camping Trip

We went camping last weekend for the birthday celebration of my pal Chris. He plays guitar in my band Mutton.
Chris usually has legendary birthdays and this one was no exception.
Here he is (the one in the middle) after laughing so hard that he sent Whiskey shooting out his nose.
We camped at Big Basin campground. Outside of Boulder Creek in the Santa Cruz mountains.
This party had it all; insane drunken behavior, visit's by the campground cops, tipping chairs full of people, candles burning in trees, "left overs" from Burning Man, Irish and Spanish exclamations and many more things I either can't mention or remember. It was definitely good times for all. Even L. who I found sleeping under a tree the next morning curled up in fetal position.
Can't wait for my birthday celebration in a couple of weeks with this bunch.

Here's my 40th Post

I'm a little obsessed with numbers recently.

Here's me at 20. It was 1986'. I think I'm wearing a pinky ring! I'm really trying to pull off that androgynous thing.

I pulled this one out to compare to 'me' 20 years later.

I think my brother still has that guitar. I think I might still have that sweater... Favorite music to listen to back then was Throwing Muses, The Runaways, Cocteau Twins, Black Flag, The Smiths and the Stooges. And lots of David Bowie, Bob Marley and Led Zepplin.

They never found that armed guy they were looking for in my neighborhood..But I'm not worried because with the current dog we're sitting that makes 5 dogs that live here with me. I'm hoping that keeps armed men and Former home dwelling, singer, junky, murderer parolees away.

Art and Soul / Richard and Jimi

Yesterday I spent some time at this festival. While there I spotted many a sexy Oaklander donning his or her favorite summer t-shirt. Three T-shirt themes stand out...They numbered the most of what I saw..Here they are in order of shear numbers...
1. Jimi Hendrix
2. Richard Pryor
3. Taxidermy
I'm not sure what to think of the later.
Comments??
We also saw Rickie Lee Jones who still has a sweet piercing voice.
Chuckies in Love!!!