another musical gift

some of you might be familiar with karl denson.

if not, read here, from a review in the latest "hittin' the note."

either way, you'll want to listen to this: Jukebox

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FLASH!! red state update!!

zappadan is nigh

what the hullaballoo all about? why frank zappa?

please give blue gal a listen

the year was 1966...i was three years into the beatles, sam and dave, paul butterfield blues band, muddy waters, howlin' wolf. the grateful dead and the allman brothers band were three years down the road. what happened? my brother and i made a trip to ames, iowa, to eschbach's music store, main street ames, where they sold pianos, organs, trombones, sheet music, and other weird crap of all musical sorts.

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what, on this particular saturday, did my sixteen year-old brother and me, his thirteen year-old sidekick, choose to buy?

and what track had the longest-lasting effect on me?

miracles DO happen!!

it's beginning to sound a lot like zappadan

[this guy ain't no false prophet!]

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to learn more

or to learn more

or for a sudden change.

god checks his latest poll numbers

and it doesn't look good for the big guy...

or gal.

lies, lies, lies

idaho senator larry craig, republican, shown here paying for "i'm not gay sex" with mike jones, who also had "i'm not gay sex" with former colorado springs not gay evangelist ted haggard, who has been cured of being not gay and has moved to iowa to help other not gay people.

not good enough for you?

need MORE proof that larry craig only has "not gay sex"?

Listen to David Phillips' account of being led into a house on Capitol Hill by Larry Craig on a late afternoon in 1986 and their engaging in oral sex.

or Listen to David Phillips' account of Larry Craig performing anal sex on him and how Craig's mood changed when the act was complete.

or Listen to David Phillips' account of leaving the house where he says he had sex with Larry Craig, seeing a note card addressed to Suzanne Craig, returning to his home in Virginia, and then recognizing Craig's voice on television after news of Craig's arrest broke 20 years later.

or Listen to male escort Mike Jones explain how Larry Craig's reversal of his pledge to resign prompted him to come forward with his story of sex with Craig

or Listen to male escort Mike Jones describe how Larry Craig stood out among hundreds of clients over the years.

or Listen to male escort Mike Jones describe having sex with Larry Craig

or Listen to male escort Mike Jones describe the end of his encounter with Larry Craig.

or Listen to Greg Ruth describe his encounter with then-Rep. Larry Craig in a men's room at a Republican convention in Coeur d'Alene in 1981

or Listen to Tom Russell's account of approaching Larry Craig at Bogus Basin and receiving an invitation to meet later.

or Listen to Tom Russell answer whether Larry Craig may have simply been friendly with Russell and how Russell says Craig sent him signals he was gay

or Listen to Tom Russell describe feeling Larry Craig's attraction to him.

and then maybe you'll believe him like i believe him!

from the orphanage mailbag/inbox

a reader asks: mickey rourke or kim west?

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frankly, i think it looks like a klingon warrior from the early days of star trek, but the uniform is all wrong.

jack and the magic bean bus

Chapter One – Breaking News
Jack Piper and his bike made their quiet escape from the orphanage, gliding smoothly over the roads, exactly like a cinder block wouldn’t.

Anyone who has ridden alone at night will understand how Jack felt, skimming along through the cool night air wrapped in an envelope of muffled stillness, moving quickly but without effort, flying around corners and parked cars without thinking about them while the moon followed high above him.
Jack’s shadow appeared to sprint past him as he rode beneath each streetlight. Over and over again, he would look back under his arm to see his shadow well behind but gaining on him as he approached a streetlight. Jack’s shadow would draw dead even just as he passed underneath the streetlight and then jump ahead of him by several bike lengths, only to fall behind again as he rode toward the next streetlight.
Jack trusted the instructions Sister Kim had given him. The only problem was that Jack couldn’t quite remember them except for a lot of disorganized notions about magic beans, mountains, and moonlight. The worst part was that Jack wasn’t sure exactly where he was anymore. After so many twists and turns on the dark streets, he had become thoroughly lost.
The street signs were nearly impossible to see, and Jack slowed to a stop at a corner while trying to read one of them. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of movement on a nearby front porch. As Jack watched in amazement, a big raccoon carrying what looked like a Des Moines Register newspaper delivery bag dropped what appeared to be a rolled up copy of the paper on the porch. The raccoon climbed down the steps and waddled down the street to the next house and the next house after that while dragging the delivery bag behind it, tossing a copy of the newspaper on each porch.
The Raccoon (Procyon Iotor) is a widespread, medium-sized, omnivorous mammal native to North America but not known for behaving like a nocturnal paperboy. Curiosity overcame Jack. He carefully hopped off of his bike and crept over to the nearest porch to see if indeed the raccoon was delivering newspapers in the middle of the night. The moment Jack picked up the paper on the porch, he heard a screech and turned just in time to get smacked in the stomach with the delivery bag being swung by the raccoon he had been watching just a few minutes before.
The hit with the delivery bag knocked the wind out of Jack. While he was doubled over, the raccoon jumped on him with such a wild thrashing of claws and teeth that Jack toppled off of the side of the porch and landed on his back in the driveway. The raccoon leaped from the porch and landed on Jack but suddenly froze as the headlights of a minivan swept up into the driveway.
The raccoon paused and stared at Jack’s face, which it could now see clearly in the headlights. For just an instant, a glimmer of recognition seemed to cross the raccoon’s eyes, and then it scurried away through the shrubs, leaving undelivered papers lying all about.
The headlights came closer and then stopped. The doors of the minivan opened, and as he was fading from consciousness Jack heard women’s voices saying things like, “Did you see that?” and, “Is he okay?” One of them said, “Let’s get him in the house.”
These were cougars (Puma Concolor), mammals native to North America, and Jack realized that he might be in even greater danger than ever before.

to be continued...

[a serial by little orphan dbax]