The evils of government

"The evils of government are directly proportional
to the tolerance of the people."
- Frank Kent

Hot Chili Jail Break

Here's a muy caliente! story:

       Eighteen selfish Sumatran prisoners stormed out of a
prison by spraying chili water in the guards' eyes;
thus unwittingly condemning the rest of the prisonners
to forever eating bland food. Now that's a harsh sentence.
       My lunch today was enlived by a few precious drops
of some fiery chili sauce, homegrown and homemade by
a coworker's mother-in-law from Trinidad.
       No more fiery hot chili!? That's hell.

Halloween in August

Only about 2
months till
HALLOWEEN.
It's never too
early to start
organizing and
thinking about
costumes.
I think I found
mine!

After serving
up shots all
night, some
might start to
see me like
in this picture...

Meet you in Zzyzx

Founded in the Mohave desert by some wacko in the mid 40's.
That'll score ya a minimum of 84 points in scrabble!

Hamza El Din 1929 - 2006

Hamza El Din passed away a
few weeks ago.

He was a grand master of
subtlety, understatement,
and quiet intensity.

Witnessing him perform
live was a spiritual blessing
I feel immensely fortunate
to have seen him twice.

He lives on in our memories
and through his marvellous
recordings. "A Wish" is a
quintessential world music
testament.

Like Miles Davis or great bluesmen, Hamza's gift to the world
was hypnoticly heartfelt music: simple, eloquent proof that
less can be so much more.

The comfort that we'll always have his music to accompany us
helps alleviate the great sadness of his passing.

Here's to Hamza.
Let the notes speak for themselves.



Obituaries: Guardian, NYTimes

Summer Grillin'

"i loves meself some barbecue,
and don't forget that coleslaw too"

Answer to the Simmah

There once was a prankster
by the name SimSimmah.
Cobwebs ailed the poor sir
but he loved a wee snigger.




His peers he liked to diss
spewing quips of a cur.
The meat of his last slur:
scrotum elephantiasis

Photos of a grand hunk
he flashed, the gadfly.
Here lays plain my reply:
SimSinnah, eat my trunk