I would call her, though.

Ah yes, Rory in Furs.

Ah yes, Rory in Furs.

Ah, Ida Blankenship you old hellcat, we hardly knew ye.

Ah, Ida Blankenship you old hellcat, we hardly knew ye.

I envision a Mad Men in the 80's, not unlike Scrooged, where Don gets wasted at his retirement party and hits town with Ghost Lane.

I envision a Mad Men in the 80's, not unlike Scrooged, where Don gets wasted at his retirement party and hits town with Ghost Lane.

CHEWING GUM
ON HIS PUBIS

CHEWING GUM
ON HIS PUBIS

I would like to have something against Taylor Swift.  Me!

I would like to have something against Taylor Swift.  Me!

So apparently, I'm Elvis.

So apparently, I'm Elvis.

At least she didn't rhyme "yacht" with "apricot".  I mean, COME ON CARLY.

At least she didn't rhyme "yacht" with "apricot".  I mean, COME ON CARLY.

A rainbow….

A rainbow….

I always saw the Bunnies in AN as another view on the exploitation of youth, akin to conscripts in the war. They were like the abused squaddies, their bodies were meat for the grinder too.

I always saw the Bunnies in AN as another view on the exploitation of youth, akin to conscripts in the war. They were like the abused squaddies, their bodies were meat for the grinder too.

No I was referring to Hawkwind.  Remember Hawkwind?