Friday, June 22, 2018

Escort Barbie

Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Be Best, Feckless

Be Best Barbie, wearing another outfit from the Feckless Cuntress Collection:

Her husband, the flaming liar hypocrite:

And our country at the moment:

Tender care centers.

The tragedy is breathtaking.

Fuck you, Trump, fuck all of your idiot supporters, and fuck your entire family.

We will be marching on June 30.  You can run, but you cannot hide.


Oh my fucking lord...

Please die, Trump.  Choke on a fucking Big Mac, choke trying to self-fellate yourself, get struck by lightning on the golf course...we don't care how it happens.  JUST. DIE.


Monday, June 18, 2018

He's not just a liar, he's a babysnatcher

Dear President Dotard:

First of all, please choke on whatever the hell you are eating.

Second, you are a LIAR.

Third, you are a BABY SNATCHER.

Fourth, you are a MURDERER.

Fifth, your supporters are all of the above, and the stink of their ignorance is worse than a goddamn wet fart after eating noxious supermarket meat and fried onions.

Why don't you just pull down your pants and poop on the American flag, because that's what you and your supporters do every morning, every time you open your mouths.

Yeah, you have it right, Chris.

Ah, my gal Hillary has checked in:


Ugh, I'm so frustrated today but encouraged by this:

I am in!

So screw you, -45.  We're coming to free the children first, and we're coming for you next to throw you in a prison cell wearing nothing but your wig and an adult diaper.

(I see in today's news you want a space force, because you are ten years old, your parents never played with you, you want things to go BAM! and no one will let you blow up the world.)

Screw you and your toothless, mullet headed hideous base.


Friday, June 15, 2018

Today in Crackerbox Palace...

Happy Friday.  Welp, today should be interesting.

But let's take a quick look at yesterday:

Are you as outraged as I am?

Can you look at this, have no empathy, and still call yourself a Christian?

Look at these flaming hypocrites, all part of the White House Bible Study Group.  They will all burn in hell, so there's that.

"The first Bible study group held for the U.S. Cabinet in at least 100 years is led by a pastor who believes homosexuality is "illegitimate," who doesn't believe women should preach and has described Catholicism as a "false" religion.

Ten members of the Cabinet, including Vice President Mike Pence, Secretary of State Mike Pompeo, and Education Secretary Betsy DeVos, sponsor the study group, which holds meetings lasting between one hour and 90 minutes every Wednesday, according to BBC News. It unfolds at a location in Washington, D.C., that is kept secret for security reasons.
Its leader is Ralph Drollinger, a pastor and president of Capitol Ministries: an organization which aims to “evangelize elected officials and lead them toward maturity in Christ.”
So yeah, this is what's ruling our country...the country that was built on separation of church and state.
In other news,to repeat what I said above, today should be...interesting.  Will Manafort be jailed?  Will Cohen be indicted?  Will Trump fire Mueller/Rosenstein/Sessions?  Will we rush the White House and drag the traitor out by his tiny dick?
Stay tuned...

Thursday, June 14, 2018

This is not America

David Bowie was a seer, huh.

An actual tweet from Ronna ROMNEY McDaniel, the current Chair of the Republican National Party:


And then of course we have this:

If you read this, listen to him say it, and you think it's normal or most excellent, GET HELP.

And then there's this:

And this:

It's going to be interesting and possibly earth shattering to see what happens.  The only ones who are going to accept the R's spin on this, if no legislation is passed to stop it, are the hardline supporters, who frankly have brain damage.  Unfortunately, the terrifying rampant greed and INSANE evangelical leanings in our current government have fallen on deaf ears.  I think we are all waiting for Mueller, but deep down, we know it's in our own hands and we're trying to figure out what the hell to do since we are in uncharted waters.

For the moment, it's up to these two idiots, so we're in trouble.  

I don't even know what to say at this point other than I am ready to take to the streets and am just waiting for the word...

Today the old man is 72.  Is it wrong of me to hope he chokes on a piece of his birthday cake and dies?  No, it is not.  Someone needs to tally up the loss of life attributable to him since he took office in January of 2017 and he should be held accountable and impeached.  Ugh, but if he dies or gets impeached, then we'd get Pence the Christian.


Luckily, Pence is up to his neck in shit so when -45 goes, so goeth Pence.

Today is the release of the Inspector General's report on James Comey.  Do you think the release date coinciding with that monster's birthday is a coincidence?  I don't.  Prepare for a vicious media spin, that will be nothing more than shiny coins to divert your attention from Trump's collusion, obstruction of justice, and love affair with RUSSIA IN GENERAL.

He may gloat for a few hours today and we'll all get our panties in a twist, but remember:  There is a very good chance that both Manafort and Cohen will be in jail tomorrow.

I'll update this post as needed.

In other news....

Natalie is the guest on World Cafe Live today on XPN, and it's not being broadcast until 10:00 p.m. tonight.  You can listen here:  At least I think so.  I can't get on at the moment and I'm sure that must be a better link.

Eric will be in town with Dr. Dog on June 23, 2018 at Festival Pier, and you can get tickets here:

Julie may be embarking on a special project...well, to me it is beyond special...I will keep you posted and share what I can.

Did I mention Julie has a gig with Adrian toward the end of this month?  Ack, I guess it's a surprise.  I was just on the website and they aren't listed yet so I have to stay quiet.  Hint:  It's not in Philadelphia or New York.

Okay, I have to go check on the news and see what the asshat did now.

Peace out and try to relax.  Trust me, I know it's next to impossible.


Wednesday, June 13, 2018

The walls are closing in...

Good afternoon!  So in today's top headlines, Michael Cohen will be arrested tomorrow, and he's been dumped by his legal team for failure to pay.  Ah, you can clearly see who Mr. Cohen has been taking lessons from.

He's knocking his former boss out of the headlines, which is a good thing, since the headlines are false.  Do not believe anything you read about North Korea coming from the White House.  They are now bold face lying on an hourly basis:

What a lowlife.  More importantly, WHAT A PSYCHO*.

*but his supporters are worse

Okay, enough of that. So as I sit here stewing over the disgrace in Washington and the disgrace of the entire Republican party, my favorite song of the moment just came on my You Tube shuffle, and guess what, it's by our Natalie!

She is so freaking great, isn't she?  Music is everything.

Anyway, tomorrow and the rest of the week should be most interesting.  I haven't checked Twitter in an hour but I'm sure there will be a psychotic tweet storm soon :)

What else.  Let's see.  Did I talk about the Adrian Belew Power Trio's show in NY?  It was mind blowing.  Adrian told us that after the livestream, he got an email from Robert Fripp.  Did I ever tell you guys my King Crimson story?

When Gary and I were 16, we were already dating, and my knowledge of any music other than jazz was pretty limited.  I knew the Beatles.  Rock music was pretty much banned in my house because my father was a jazz musician and felt that the Beatles killed jazz.  I've touched on that theme in a lot of my short stories and even a couple of my novels.  Anyway, Gary is a guitar player and by age 16, was already a musicologist.   He could not understand my father's hatred of rock music, and one night after several glasses of wine and puffing on about an ounce of pot (back then it was from Mexico and $15 an ounce. Eat your hearts out!), my father* finally agreed to listen to some music by rock bands Gary swore to him were real musicians.

*back then, a father could get high with his kids without it making headlines

So out of all the albums out in the late sixties and early seventies, Gary chose In the Court of the Crimson King and the first Emerson, Lake and Palmer records to bring over my house and play for my dad.  There was no way he could listen and say he hated it, and even more no way he could say they were not accomplished musicians.  Right?  Erm...

Well, he hated it.  But that was my father.  But as for me?  I was like WHAT IS THIS MUSIC IT'S THE BEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD IN MY LIFE.

For the next thirty plus years, King Crimson and ELP were my two favorite bands along with the Beatles, of course.  If you had told me at age 16 that I would go on to meet both bands, and that my daughter would freaking play with many of the members of King Crimson, I would have laughed my ass off and said, Oh sure.

Disclaimer - these photos were taken 30 pounds ago, before I became a vegetarian.

The best, though, was meeting Robert Fripp.  The kids had just joined Adrian's band, and Adrian was still in King Crimson as well as the various Projekcts.  Projekct 6 had a show in Philly with Adrian on drums, and we were on the guest list.  We knew Robert Fripp has a sweet tooth, so Julie and I baked him brownies to take backstage.  We not only had the brownies, but omg, I had a camera.  In my hand.  I never expected to actually meet Robert backstage, I just thought I'd hand the brownies to Ade, and I swear, I wasn't taking pics at the concert (in case anyone reading this does not know, cameras are banned at King Crimson shows, and quite frankly, I wish everyone would ban them at concerts) but the camera was new and I honestly thought I'd take pics at the bar afterwards of Julie and Ade.  So I actually tried to hide it behind my back while I said hello to Robert.  Tell me I didn't die when he said this to me, in that wonderful British accent:  "I'VE READ YOUR BLOG."

Yep, over 10 years later and I'm still high from that remark.

My Emerson Lake and Palmer story is even weirder.  We adored that band so much we would have ELP listening parties.  The night I went into labor with Julie, Gary kept playing Take a Pebble for me nonstop to calm me down.  To this day, 32 years later, I cannot listen to that song without weeping.


You know what?   I met them in 2010, when I was incredibly active with this blog.  I bet if I go back into the archives, I'll find the whole story.   Hang on....

Holy cow, I just found my entry from that night and read it.  I should just erase everything I typed today and let you read that instead, but I'm a writer and like most writers, I can't bear to erase anything I wrote so just consider today's version the abridged version and go here to read the whole thing:

Okay, I am writing this from my office, where I am currently blasting some Adrian Belew Power Trio music while I take an abbreviated lunch because You Tube is now my bitch.  It even threw in that Deva Mahal tune Eric plays on in my shuffle this morning.

Back to work...

Meet you guys back here tomorrow.  Hope to see Michael Cohen in an orange jumpsuit by the evening!

Hey, it could happen.


Monday, June 11, 2018

Rainy days and Mondays....

I’m too freaked out by that imbecile in the White House and his hideous scumbag supporters this past week to do anything other than post a video of Jake and refer you to another couple cool videos and stuff.  The above video was shot by Tete Crudite, Julie's bff, who lives in Spain and is currently staying with us.  Julie, Tete, and Gary take Jake to Lemon Hill in Fairmount Park for a run a few times a week, and Tete, who is an accomplished videographer, made us this awesome movie of Jakey in the park, complete with the world's best soundtrack.

Actually, speaking of the imbecile, this did make me smile last night:

In other news, if you didn't wake up early enough on Saturday to catch our Natalie on CBS This Morning, they were kind enough to post the video, and I have to tell you, Natalie was pretty spectacular so here you go...first up is the song she wrote about my son, Eric, and then full video of two additional tunes she did, not all of which were seen on TV:

If you didn't have a chance to see Julie and the Adrian Belew Power Trio perform at the Iridium in NYC last week, they were also kind enough to record and post the live stream but you have to be a Facebook person to access it - here's the link:

Oy, what a day.  I think I've been awake for 72 hours.  I couldn't sleep on Friday night, Saturday I was catatonic in New York City but got my second wind at the Iridium seeing Julie on stage, we didn't get out of there until well after 1::00 AM, then of course got stuck in godawful traffic and none of our iPhones were working or GPS because of all the skyscrapers...we've been to NYC oh maybe 1,000,000 times and we were all so tired, we stroked out and couldn't find the Lincoln Tunnel.  When we finally did, the street was blocked off for a murder or something, then unbelievable, got involved in another traffic jam from hell leading into the tunnel at 1:45 AM...had to make bathroom stops on the way home blah blah blah and didn't even arrive in Mount Yanni I mean Mount Laurel, NJ until 2:30 AM...collapsed into house at 3:00 AM, and then, woo hoo, fell asleep at 4:00 AM only to have a hideous nightmare that I was walking Jake, he got off the leash, and was being chased by a vicious German Shepherd.  In my dream, I was running and having a heart attack at the same time, so naturally I woke up at 4:30 AM with my heart pounding out of my chest, unable to breathe, and not sure if I was really  having a coronary or simply a panic attack from no sleep and not enough food.  I managed to climb over a comatose Gary and made my way downstairs for some cold water, where my panic attack bloomed into something full fledged and I wrapped myself in a blanket and sat shaking on the sofa until around 6AM.  Mercifully, I fell asleep until around 8, when Julie came downstairs.

The pressure was on me big time to sleep last night, and you would think I would have, but refer to the word, "pressure"...

So, here I am at work, trying to focus with only a couple hours sleep since Thursday night, but hey, at least I can never say my life is dull.

Let's see, what else.  I know I've talked about how Gary turned into this amazing vegetarian/vegan chef...he felt so bad for me last night he cooked me my favorite restorative meal - made from scratch minestrone.  I took a pic, because that's what I do, and gosh, I wish I could just go back to posting about music and food like I did before November 8, 2016, but life as we know it has been forever altered...sigh...

Check out what he puts in there - fresh spinach, corn, beans, zucchini, tomatoes, carrots, celery, basil and oregano that he grows in our little ghetto garden...Gary is the man.

Finally, Facebook gave me a couple of flashback photos from last year- this same date last year in fact - of my beautiful family so I think I'll post them, too, because I really need to be able to come back here and smile later...I have a bad feeling about trade wars and Singapore etc. :(  One more thing about that - I read something about how the (not my) President is able to get away with everything and never alienate his idiot base, even though he is a racist and homophobe.  It's because this whole thing is not about him - it's about getting under the skin of liberals.  His basket of deplorables are so thrilled to their rotting cores that we are all stroking out that it's really all their limited intelligence can soak in and they just want it to go on.  I mean, seriously, can you imagine being stupid enough to listen to Fox News and people like Hannity, Limbaugh, Beck, Carlson, etc.? I mean, can you really have that much shit for brains?  Or, are you simply interested in hating those who are smarter, believe in religious freedom, and have better educations? 

Sorry, I just can't handle stupidity.

Okay, back to pics of my family.  Below is Julie and me, same date last year, getting ready to go out for cocktails.  Below that, is Gary, Julie and me, following her gig at the Ardmore Music Hall last May, and finally, also same time last year, Eric, Julie, Gary and me following what has become (sob) a very rare dinner out together.  Have I mentioned how much I love these guys?

Okay, that's a wrap for now.  Stay strong, stay sane.  And start making plans to take to the streets.


Thursday, June 07, 2018

This Saturday, June 9, 2018, it's NATALIE PRASS ON CBS THIS MORNING

Yep,Natalie Prass, my pick for best record by a singer/songwriter in 2018, will be performing on CBS This Morning on Saturday - I believe the music part of the program is in the last half hour of the show, or in the 8:30 a.m. portion, but just to be safe, I am up at dawn anway and will be watching from the onset at 7:00 a.m.  If she comes on earlier, I'll tweet it out.

This is exciting stuff.

Also, I would be remiss if I did not tell you that daughter, Julie, is currently gigging with Adrian Belew at the Iridium in New York City.  Their first show was last night, and tonight's will be live streamed!!!!  Here's the link:  She's got four shows total, with the finale on Saturday night, and Gary and I are driving to New York to see the show and bring her home for a bit before she takes off for Spain again.  Actually, she has another gig with Adrian at the end of June - don't know if I can spill the details yet so I'll stay quiet.  For now.

Eric is on tour with Dr. Dog right now - tonight he has a show in Oakland, CA and tomorrow he's in Portland, OR, that lucky dude.  All I know is, I can't wait for the Dr. Dog gig at Festival Pier in Philadelphia on June 23.  Their new record is hot!

Speaking of new records, I heard a  new cut yesterday from Buddy Guy which features Jeff Beck and Keith Richards.  Do you think I was blown away just a little bit?  Ha!  Here - have a listen and you decide how freaking good this is:

So yeah, music is how I'm getting through the grotesque Trump era.  But then again, music is how I get through everything.  That, and some good vegetarian fare.  I can't believe how Gary has adapted - he became a five star vegetarian/vegan chef.  I'm laughing because I remember how scared I was to tell him, after coming off a five week tour with the kids in 2009 when Eric still played in the Adrian Belew Power Trio, that I had decided to join Julie and Eric, who were already vegetarians for a few years, and had spent the last five weeks meat free.  I think at the time, Gary just rolled his eyes and probably thought, "There goes my wife again with one of her madcap schemes....this will probably only last a week or two...I'll just humor her for now."  So not only did just the opposite happen, but Gary, who was a lifetime carnivore, has slowly joined our team over the past few years.  He eats vegetarian every evening, and his only dive into meat world is a boneless chicken breast he cuts into a salad he makes himself for lunch a couple of times a week.  The vegetable meals that man has invented for me over the past several years should be in a cookbook and hmm...I think I'm gonna do it. Stay tuned.   But man, the benefits of eating this way - I haven't been above a size eight in seven years, Gary looks like he's 45 years old, and unlike most people our age, we don't have any aches and pains or major disorders.  KNOCK WOOD.

I just giggled to myself, guessing that there are no vegetarian Trump supporters.  They all look like they secrete pig juice.  Sorry for that, I'm tired of being nice.  Every time I say something against (not my) President Imbecile, one of his supporters comes back and says something to me like, "You're ugly and a c*nt."  I never attack them, I just attack their boy.  But, my gloves are off now.  And I see I've already made a mistake.  I should have said, one of them says something to me like, "Your ugly and a c*nt."   :)


And on that note, I'm outta here for now.


Wednesday, June 06, 2018

Ladies and Gentlemen, the President of the United States...

Tuesday, June 05, 2018