From the bathroom of a bar in the Tenderloin in SF (the Irish dive whose name escapes me, but which was frequented by the members of TFUL 282) there was the following intriguing graffito in the early nineties:

"Only YOU are shit."

This became a hilarious in-joke amongst the three of us who ...

My 5-yr old daughter loves them, and I did as a child, too. Now, though, too much work for not a worth-it reward. Still, for the beautiful, ruby color of the seeds that is a marvel to behold: NOT CRAP.

My current fave fruits: Baby kiwis and honeycrisp apples.

A skunk, a deer and a giraffe knock off early from work one day and head to the local tavern. As they approach the door to enter, the skunk says, "Fellows, I'm afraid I don't have a cent. Can you spot me?"

The deer then looks to his comrades and says, "Sorry, boys, but I ain't got a buck to my ...

Not such a bad idea, as these would lead to fewer sons of bitches!

First show I attended: Sly and the Family Stone, International Amphitheatre, Chicago, 1970 (?) I was 8 or 9. My mom had taken me to see "Woodstock" when it was first released, and Sly and the FS doing "I Wanna Take You Higher" blew my little mind. So when I heard on the radio that this guy Sly and ...

Alan Greenspan, High Priest of the Temple of Finance, violin virtuoso and Andrea Mitchell's beard, endorses the lyrics of Neil Peart!

Butthole Surfers "Sweatloaf"

"SATAN! SATAN! SATAN!"

Yeah!

Screw that Rule Brittania crap! I'm Amerrrkan and I like peanut butter and/or marshmallow fluff!

CRAP to Vegemite AND Marmite!