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And, I mean, thank God, y’know? I have vivid memories of attending sleep-away camp as a pre-teen boy and having to take a leak in a circular urinal every night at bedtime. “Intimidating” doesn’t even begin to describe it.

I have a buddy on Facebook who posted something the other day along the lines of: “I just don’t get why people can’t use the bathroom that corresponds with the junk they were born with.”

Fun fact: my friend David Rice wrote “Candy.”

My dad had an Electrolux he bought in 1972 that he used until he died in 2012.

My dad had an Electrolux he bought in 1972 that he used until he died in 2012.

I’ve had a Dyson for 10+ years. I’ve never had a problem with it.

I’ve had a Dyson for 10+ years. I’ve never had a problem with it.

He looks like he’s 50. Poor guy hasn’t aged well at all.

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No, I mean special: like the song of the hummingbird, as he gets ready to find that female hummingbird, and make sweet love to it all night long...

That looks (at least font-wise) like a VDO speedometer similar to the one we had on our 1982 VW Quantum.

I miss Butch Vig being all over the place: not only was he Garbage’s drummer and producer, but he produced some great albums from the 1990s, including Nirvana’s Nevermind, Freedy Johnston’s This Perfect World, and Smashing Pumpkins’ Gish.

Would you be Michael Jackson to my Steve Stevens?

Ah. It’s “Hulk” as in “Incredible,” not as in “Hogan.”

Well, none of us have, so how could he?

Meanwhile, if it makes you feel as old as it made me feel, her dad is about to turn 52.

The only thing that helps my IBS is a garlic capsule and a peppermint capsule, taken together at the first sign of pain in my lower-right quadrant that was so severe I thought, fifteen years ago when it first hit, that my appendix was rupturing.

She was fantastic. I mean, really.

I’ve got a few of their Rykodisc releases, but I’m always looking for more. Suggestions?

I’m glad you enjoyed them!