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i bought my big brutus travel mug so long ago they don’t even sell it any more at the little gift shop in west mineral. sometimes it goes missing, and i wonder if it has a mind of its own & it’s trying to get back home. i can’t count all the times i’ve forgotten where i put it. i should have lost this thing years ago. one day i left it at the coffeehouse, and a customer brought it up to the register and said “look at this cool travel mug i found!” you could see the disappointment in his face when i said “i knew it had to be around here somewhere, sorry bud, that’s mine.”

found an old postcard image & messed around with it until it looked like this:
this is what the top part looked like before editing:when i tell people that i do this type of editing on microsoft paint, they either roll their eyes or act impressed. i know there is such a thing called photoshop, but there’s also such a thing called doing more with less.

…i made a post about a t-shirt that looked like donkey kong and felt like ghostbusters– but did i buy it? sadly, no. my stomach has been stretching out a lot of t-shirts lately, and i didn’t want to add that one to the list. maybe after i get my cholesterol down & drop a few pounds i’ll get donkey puft.

my throat started feeling a little sore yesterday. waking up at 4:20 this morning was a MAJOR accomplishment. fortunately there was a constant onslaught of customers to deal with. one of them chatted with my co-worker as i stood at the register. after awhile he said “oh i’m sorry, you’ve been waiting patiently for me to order haven’t you?” i responded, “i’m just waiting for the sweet release of death.” if we had any weather to be under that’s where i would be.

…the weird start singing in a fake chevy chase voice. that’s what i did anyway during a E minor to C jam with gabby, cesar, luna, and tenoch on mango and play-doh. earlier the kids explored music & sounds on the theremin & tiny casio. is it strange that i showed them how to play star wars & they showed me how to play beethoven’s ode to joy?

monday i posted a picture of bill murray on my blog & facebook page. it was a screen shot of him from “the razor’s edge.” i casually asked if anyone could name the movie because i only expected my film nerd friends to know the answer. i was shocked and giddy when i saw steve spears‘ comment:spears has hosted my favorite podcast, stuck in the 80′s, for the last 12 years. during most of that time i’ve listened to him share stories & talk to huey lewis, cyndi lauper, molly ringwald, and 3 of the original MTV veejays. swapping comments with him on facebook was super mega awesome, and if that makes me sound like a fanboy… so be it. spearsy, if you’re reading this, don’t blush– just bask & keep on doing what you’re doing. SIDENOTE: i don’t want all of this attention i’m giving steve spears to diminish all of the social media interaction i’ve had w/co-host brad williams– brad is awesome & always answers my emails, comments, and messages… steve just seems so much more reclusive so i had to gush when he left a comment on my facebook page!

i walk past this storefront almost every tuesday, and i do love art… but today i loved flatulent humor even more…

what happens when you put together:
1 piano made from 12 vegetables
1 theremin with 39 sound effects
a bunch of kids from 4 – 14 years old
you get BEEP GOES THE WEASEL at the ¡Adelante! Read! Summer program at Central Resource Library Thursday afternoon from 1-3pm!!! if you want to learn how to play Smoke On The Water or the Star Wars theme on carrots & celery, we’ll be waiting for you!

friends, romans, countrymen, lend me your ears… oh wait, you did that already! the turnout of family & friends that came to the motel mancini show saturday night was overwhelming. thanks everyone! plans are already in the works for another day of wine and roses. oh, and a big thanks to my family for cramming in as much food & fun as we did in the course of a weekend!

many times a customer will ask me “what’s new?” i could go into great detail about family drama or personal medical issues, but most of the time i condense my reply for them. here is a condensation:
–warhol-esque fliers for motel mancini’s upcoming gig at homer’s
–new strings on my acoustic guitar
–when asked “what kind of music do you guys play?” my answer will be: “the entire soundtrack to breakfast at tiffany’s & more cold war favorites than you can aim a missile at”