Tomorrow is Yesterday

If you film yourself eating you will luze your sense of taste....

Next V-day you need to cover "You don't Own me."

Well...ehm...uhm....that....uh....makes me rethink....a certain vision....a certain cultural matrix...as an actual possible world....if I can ever bust out of this fate mire...and not get immediately translated into yet another Arjuna Adventure...

I'll take 10 of those, if you can deliver by October 15, 2000.

801 This pair of pants, too lose from missing mass, suddenly fit all to tightly again.

nimbus mimbus bobimbus banana rama bogimbus me my mo fimbus: nimbus

Dig that groovy beat....I wonder how close you ended up to the Centre for Inquiry/Steve Allen Theatre...that night.

I was sorta making sense out of that back ground conversation, then remembered that on that day I was still nearly succumbing to Sepsis, while just miles from where you were stuck Ann Magnuson was rehearsing for yet another rare performance at the Steve Allen Theatre, where Prince Poppycock would...

Did I ever mention that my Paternal Grandfather was the Chief Steward on the Pennsylvania during the height of Rail Culture up thru the Mid 20th Century and his death in the late '60s? Bess Truman and him became pen palls. He was close personal friends with all the Yankees, and not only kept th...

My '95 footage, during a dry year, showed an LA River channel that was almost a city of Cardboard...each side channel pipe had wood and cardboard and shopping cart structures built into them. Obviously purged by the floods of '98...and all rains since then...cities waste material in the wasted s...

An appointment to Sing? But Sing for what? Not Sunday Supper, surely. the mystery deepens.

is that how the Yellow gets in the Yellow Brick? Just like the snow?