Friday, June 30, 2006

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

look closer

 












Do u see what I see? No? R u kidding? U dont see the face of Nikki Sixx in this plate of discarded baked beans?

No tour or shows or anything...2bizizzy photographing lonely plates of discarded bizzaked beans. Posted by Picasa

Monday, June 26, 2006

Sunday, June 25, 2006

i'm trippin' out

 












Not permanently tho, I hope. Back later. Posted by Picasa

Friday, June 23, 2006

me2nite

 
















Hot rice milk/ginger tea with honey. Fresh cinammon bread from Semi-Freddy. Crumbs on keyboard. Window open. Foggy. Crow crowing. Magazines stacking.

No tour or shows or anything. 2busy making carrot juice. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, June 22, 2006

beach nut

 












Everybody else is at the beach, i guess i'll go too. BYE! Posted by Picasa

Sunday, June 18, 2006

giorgio morandi

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hey PartyPeople

 
















Has anyone seen these 2?

Has anyone seen my mind? I cant find that either.

Has anyone seen the wind?

Has anyone seen the MIGHTY Wind?

Has anyone seen their babymomma standing in the shadows? Or was it "dancing" in the shadows. I never could make it out, as Don Ciccone's mother would say. "I cant make it out."

No shows or tour or anything. Too hungry. Feeling faint. Must get food. Posted by Picasa

Saturday, June 17, 2006

we're not supposed 2b lovers

 













Have u listened to dean and britta's new song at myspace? Pretty dang sweeet.

My get-up-and-go has got up and left(the building). Just checking in. Everybody aight? Posted by Picasa

no sense no meaning

 












...just a piece of junk food on the sidewalk. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, June 15, 2006

chandeliers light up the pictures you hung

 
 
 
















Strawberries raspberries peaches nectarines cherries plums melon grapes yogurt honey granola.

Avocado red onion arugula brown rice red beans tomatoes gomasio gin and tonic.

No tour or shows or anything. 2busy entertaining. Let me entertain you let me make you smile. xx0 Posted by Picasa

log cabin bird house

 












With a real glass window.

There was a 4.7 EQ this morning at 5:35 am. Epicenter SE of SanJose.

Let me be the only bee in your bonnet. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

here's where it all began...

 












Hey yall. This is my Uncle Lyle, who i visited in Michigan, playing a ukelele that he made. That's right, he MADE it. He lived with us when yours truly was a kid, and he was the one who showed me what cool was all about. He was a teenager with maximum style...the hair, the shoes, the pimpdaddy outfits, the 45s, the cars, and of course, the girls girls girls. When he would babysit us, he wasnt supposed to have girls in the house, so his work-around was to hang out with them (if ya know what i mean) in his salmon&white crown victoria convertible, which he kept parked in our front yard. And i would watch from the living-room window. ha ha!

He bought all the latest 45s, and i can still see some of the lables spinning around and around on the little turntable. One of my favorite labels2watch was KING. It was a pretty color, purple-blue with a silver crown, and the font of the word KING was beautiful. And of course, SUN. All the early Elvis. (P.S. to Dean Wareham and Britta Phillips... Please, WHEN r u going2record LOVING YOU?)

Then of course, he taught me how to dance, which got me into trouble when i did The Chicken at school. I guess "they" thought i was 2 young 2 b shakin' booty. I remember them acting shocked, and i didnt know why, and still didnt get it after my talking-to in the principal's office. They said it was a dirty dance and i shouldnt do it anymore. ha ha!!! Too late! I was already corrupted!

So anyhoodle, just about every musician can point to somebody who got them going on music, who was an early influence, right? So all u guitar-totin' accordion-wieldin' freaks, say thanx to your OWN Uncle Lyle, and to MY Uncle Lyle, i say "thanx a million, and keep on rockin' in the free world!" x0x0 Posted by Picasa

Monday, June 12, 2006

baby got back

 
 
















Home from the west side of michigan yall. The sand dunes at Silver Lake are giant-sized, like mountains. I was like the Woman in the Dunes yo.

Love, Sandy Shores Posted by Picasa