Imma little overweight, and my blogbook's way behind

See that volume slider over to the right? Crank it. See your stereo? Crank it, sit back, and let that woodblock at 0:44 set your soul free

Hey Hanrahan!

Oh, you said Murphy-Hanrehan. Going back to the land of fresh water and seasons over Labor Day. Looking to slide into some singletrack near the wedding in Apple Valley, MN. No time for Levis-Trow, dammit. Now to locate a bike to steal.....

White flight

Moving on up, to the Ceeeeeeee-Side! Fed up with the dickery of renting and the solitude of Pacific Grove, we pooled our scraps and up and purchased a home within easy access to burritos, bowling, grand lagunas, and ability to mtb with a quickness. We got a real nice weird Ed for a neighbor, I am looking forward to his tutelage but I'll miss chain-smoking Tammy and the newish halfway-house neighbors who freestyled about crack cocaine early one Sunday morning.

A cure for the Monterey Malaise

Black Francis plays one hell of a solo show, which my comrades and I took in on Friday night down at the Henry Miller Library in Big Sur. I know my perspective is a little skewed from being piss-poor at going to shows lately, but still one of the better shows if seen. Hippie bullshit aside, there is a little "magic" down in the redwoods.


Listen to them screams!

We've been hitting the bikes hard lately, and another ride at Ft. Ord just wasn't an exciting prospect, so on Saturday we ventured to Pine Valley in the Ventana Wilderness area (aka the Scene of an earlier blog post involving toxicity, Clarence Carter, and singing Ween around the fire until 6 am). Good old sub-24 hour camping trip, had our household weekend activity cake and ate our wilderness too.

Little burn evidence but not too bad

Avert the gorgon's gaze!

Aww.....(maybe this cancels out the previous porn-related post?)

A Visit from Thee Porn Fairy

The inspiration for this post happened several weeks back, and since a robust 22 % of the google visitors to this blog were searching for either "beach fatties", "fatties on the beach", or "nudefatties", I feel a little guilty at not posting this smut earlier. My bad for titling a post about elephant seals "Nude Fatties on the Beach". I really feel terrible for the bait and switch on that post, guys (and girls?).

Anywho, there is a porn fairy on the loose in Pacific Grove. The truck parked down the street got some nice windshield-wiper decoration, our sweet Prizm was gone so everything got dropped straight on the curb.


BUTTMAN has arrived in Pacific Grove, "America's Last Home Town". I for one welcome Buttman to our fair burg, and can barely wait to see his costume for "Good Ol' Days".

Happy 4th!

The recumbent riders have taken over the asylum, and they are wearing clown makeup. (seen in downtown Monterey out of my car window)

4th of July is just one day closer to the death of my 20's

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people's gardens . . .
-Jenny Joseph

I like her style. Looking forward to tomorrow's return of a certain lady who keeps my life from nonchalance. I'll be working tomorrow on a Federal Holiday.....so if you enjoy the freedom of marine spatial knowledge....thank a NOAA veteran.