Monty: Come on- When it comes down to style I'm damn near corporate!
I;m thinking of going Tommy Smothers- again.
Freewheelin' Franklin Rules.
I named my late cat after him...
Although I also liked Fat Freddie's cat.
Ya...sometimes I actually miss living in the 'Haight'. Those were some fabulous furry times. But then anywhere in the 60's was fabulous and very furry. Wouldn't trade it for anything. Wish you could have been there, but then maybe you were? Those R.Crumb comic books were iconic even when they were new. He had a way of drawing hippy women that rang true to life. I think he had a thing for Janis Joplin. I used to run into Big Brother a lot in the neighborhood. I saw them with Janet at the airport one day...talk about a bunch of drugged out zombies. There was a sort of aura around the whole group. Maybe because their skin was so pale, but there seemed to be a bunch of lightning or as if they were being accompanied by a concentration of cosmic waves or they were maybe beings alive in a dimension of light that was slightly out of sync with the rest of the surrounding light. A giant etherial billboard proclaiming the blown out state of existence they embodied. Those were the shootem up times, if you get my drift. Blue Cheer lived next door.
[This message has been edited by monty (edited 04-23-2000).]