
This past weekend I took my two-year-old niece to the Stone Zoo, a small, severely underfunded zoo in Stoneham, Massachusetts, which I chose more for its proximity than for the variety of animules found therein.
In the middle of the zoo there's an open-air, roped-off area, with bushes and small trees, and the standard zoo sign which tells you what you're seeing. This one reads, and I shit you not:
Native Birds of New England
Basically, it's whatever decides to show up that day.

"Anecdotally … the sense of being close to your partner during this critical time may have been critical to the increase in having more babies,"
There's another baby due down there in post-Katrina land. My only question is, how'd they manage to do that with all the relatives living in their house?
Whiplash has t-shirts
Also, I'm at an overnight with four cats, all but one of which is scared shitless of me. Erstwhile, I've been scouring YouTube. More to folllow:
Morphine -- Cure for Pain
The Descendents -- I Don't Want to Grow Up. I saw them about two months earlier from this clip at a much smaller venue
The Clash -- Guns of Brixton
The Minutemen -- The Roar of the Masses Could be Farts (godspeed, dana)
Fishbone with Annette Funicello -- Jamaica Ska (weird)
Phil Ochs -- I Ain't Marching Anymore (Tizzie, I hold that songbook you sent me dearly)
From Monument to Masses -- To Z (Repeat) - not a band that's going to float on too many people's radar, but I hunted them down on YouTube to make up for the fact that I drove 250 miles to Houston and paid $15 to get into a club to go see them only to find out that they played 2nd out of four bands and had already finished. The drummer, who I chatted with, was a hell of a nice guy.
The Adolescents (2006) -- I hate Children. No offense to you breeders on the monkey love, but, well, I do.
Don Caballeroo -- (title unknown) -- Sorry, for the lack of a song title, but a video of them playing in (their native) Chicago at the Fireside was too much to pass up. Might be NSFW, considering Damon Che (the drummer, aka the octopus) gets sorta bare ass nekkid at the end). Also, the new album, consisting of Che and some other non-original chumps is a bit of a letdown IMO.
Also, I have no idea how you Mac Folk deal with these shitty no-scroll wheel mice. Glavin, what a pain this shit was to put together.
Enjoy your weekend. Peace.


