Two Wheels Thursday

Let's go with some pared and spare Norton style, today...


Theory on this one.

Month of Tacos

Now this is my kinda quest, right here...


Some dude I don't know, here in Philly has set off on the mission to eat nothing but tacos for the month of December.

Taco Month.

I know!
It is an awesome idea!


Additionally, the dude is documenting this saga with mini-reviews of all his taco stops.
That seems like it should create a compendium of taco shops I will need to visit.

Though, honestly, if it were me...I would probably end up and one or two favorite taco purveyors pretty regularly on a month long tacopocolypse. You gotta go where the quality is, right? I mean we're talking about tacos here...


So, Taco Man, I wish you luck on this journey...
And intestinal fortitude.

Seen This Before

Ever seen this before?


If not, you can thank me for enlightening you on the magical world we all share.



With all this free time I hope to get back to work on the baboonbots.

Taking over the world, all of that business...


Probably for the best, as things were starting to get a little weird down in the lab.

Under-supervised primates come up with some crazy ways to pass the time, let me tell you.
I did leave them a computer. Besides looking for monkey porn they took on some ghost writing deals for certain GOP candidates. The baboons get a hell of a kick hearing there ideas used as talking points in the campaign.

Mr Bitchin

Robert Williams deserves more respect that he gets.

Dude has influenced more than most contemporary artsy folks...
And continues to, today.

Control

One of those that doesn't quite speak to me on some levels...

But shit, this dude has invisible strings between him and that deck.
And there are some things I just haven't seen done before.

That will always get some respect.


The song is pretty, too...

13

Been married thirteen years, as of today...

Karen and I have been a duo five years past that.

She is my best buddy and advocate.

Looks out for me, puts up with me, humors me, loves me...

I am a lucky guy.

Tip your hat, glass or whatever on that.

Better half ain't the half of it...

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Also...

I am vibing on this bit of metal, these past few days.

I have needed some air, and we have found some.

Quiet loud, if you will...

There are not quite words for escape, just escape.

Finding that is harder than it sounds...

For the record, escape growls and lives around 80mph.

We talked.

I feel better.

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Black Unicorn

I am pretty sure I have my mojo dialed, with this pin...

Black unicorn, with rainbow and star.

Wizard type shit.

I am all business, here...

Heavy duty style.

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Happy Song

If you watch this and Muppets do not come immediately to mind, well, then you are a sad, soulless fuck with no appreciation for the fine art of puppetry...




Also, here is a link to the Muppet version, to make you feel better about watching somebody get shot in the back of the head.

And to add some personal bit to this, growing up I had a number of Muppet Show records.
See, this was before on demand cable and VCR's even, back in the old timey days with TV antennas and dinosaurs.
I loved the Muppets, man...
So my mother came up with Muppets Show albums, you know the vinyl things DJ's use.

The albums were the audio from skits on the Muppet Show and I remember sitting in front of the big console record player listening to them over and over. The same way kids today watch Toy Story a million times, I listened to this kinda stuff between actual airings of the Muppet Show.

Formative stuff right there...

Here is another bit on those albums. Another favorite.

Funky Boss Friday

I have inferred some issues with my recent employ...
Not out of the desire to keep things secret from you, but rather to allow some conversations to run their course in that forum.

Well, we have collectively agreed to disagree on some things I felt crucial for my own success and reputation, professionally.
We have also agreed that my relationship with them is at an end...

In that spirit, I give you this.




Sure, this is not the ideal moment to walk away from a job...

It is also not the time to struggle through work that you know you are not gonna have in a month.


So I said fuck it, I want better, or worse with less headaches.


Note: My boss was neither bald or funky and entirely empathized with the stand I took. He is also out of a gig in a few weeks and an entirely good dude I feel rewarded for working with. My whole scene got way out of hand, with expectations not matching incentives. Sometimes, one comes to inconvenient conclusions in regards to what "the man" wants. I did and have decided that change is gonna come, on my terms.

Fan Mail Friday

I get this kinda shit all the time...