What a big ass. I have never seen him, I don't know who he is. Luckily.
To be politically correct, I just say this: he talks forever on his
phone, loud mouth, singing voice, always the same topic for ages: women. He never says a name, but: I know! I know! I know! I know! What I say,
do you know what I mean, what! What! What! What! Very true, Very
true, Very true, I agree with you 100%, oh yeah!! Uh!! Oh!! UH man !! Uh
man !! I know! I know! I know! I know!
I have to go out to buy Oro Pax or go out to Hyde into the Hideout bar
and get drunk. Even better would be a wonderful, powerful sound system
in my hotel room. This guy with his high screaming voice turns my silver
hair into gray. Thank you brother.
Kent Rockwell's athletic brushwork and daring color dissonances and decidedly reactionary:
from Alaska—uniformly horizontal studies of light and color— painter Rockwell Kent - Artist in Greenland - Baltimore Art Museum ............
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I In the early seventies, I knew John, a high school kid in San Anselmo. He drove a dark green Camaro. He loved it and it was a great car f...
