i wish god were alive to see this

Shelve Your Western Plans.

Five hours at the greatest place on Earth aka the Natural History Museum.

This place had everything.

Jane Goodall was there.

If I could decorate my house in a dream come true style, all these taxidermied guys would be there.

Everyday the whole family gathers around the artery and drains a cup of the good stuff.

Gang Gang Dance?

Sexy cavewoman.

God was totally there. Look at him. It's God.

This is basically what Rene looked like when I first met him. Except for no lip disc, and a homemade Psychic TV necklace.

I'm glad that there aren't ceiling sharks everywhere.

I'm rooting for the giant squid.

The manatee is truly my spirit animal.

We were slowing down. 4 floors of diaramas!

The owl wall wins the best wall ever prize.

Moosasaur.

Look at those choppers.

So long, New York.

I Need A Vacation From My Vacation.

You might have puked your own self if this guy below was your Tenement tour guide.

There was no question asked that he didn't start off answering, "That is an EXCELLENT question." Also, while I was very interested to go on the Tenement tour, and I've been watching documentarys on slums and reading books on the 5 points, once inside I was not shocked at the conditions the immigrants lived in, rather I was suprised to see apartments that looked like most of the ones I rented up until a few years ago.

What a library!

Oh To Be 26 Forever!

Happy Birthday Betsy Adams.

New York Telephone Conversation.

10th and Broadway.

It's been between 65 and 70 for three days. It's perfect.

Mark and Lauren took us tp Peasant where there are platters of the stinkiest cheese and olives. They have been excellent hosts.

Funeral wreath for Das Oath.

Betsy and I went for this long walk in the morning and the computer ate the pictures. We passed three kids. probably between 8 and 10 years old, and they were trying to climb up this scaffolding. One of them lookied wistfully up at the top bar and said very seriously , "DAAAMN. I would love to hang from that shit!"

I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire. I Just Want To Start A Fire In Your Heart.

The new Barr single on PPM is my official jam of the month. The first great jam of Fall.

I was shocked by it's honesty. I listened to it 5 times in a row.

It inspired me to do something great! I looked all around the house to utilize it and to make something awesome. I spent an hour cutting up vegetables and peppers and made the most awesome vegetarian dinner I think i've ever made. An inspiration dinner!

Tomorrow we are going to NY. I am going to eat at as many of your recommended spots as possible. I am so excited, I haven't been to NY as a tourist in 10 years. I probably go there four times a year, but never as just a tourist.

Empire State Building, here I come!

Truly You Are Like No Other.

We went on an eating adventure last night. Me and my girlfriend. I love my girlfriend.

See that far away look in her eyes? She is thinking about PHYSICS. Such is her mania.

"Angular momentum. Impulse. Moment of inertia..."

Honk Honk Bonk.

Lynn Price. If you need your record cover printed, Lynn and Dorado press are going to do it right. I approved this Soiled Mattress proof, and she showed me the White Magic covers that they just printed. Lynn's husband said he wasn't so into the Soiled Mattress artwork. He grabbed the Brutal Truth cover and told me "Now THIS is artwork!" It's a half man half raging gorilla!

These records will be done this week. In the meantime I made a special edition of 50 that you can buy at Amoeba in LA and at aNYthing in NYC.

Oh yeah, Betsy and I are going to celebrate her birthday in New York next week. Where should we eat?

New Values.

David Scott Stone.

And Joe Preston. This was some low end noise, boy. It's great to see Dave work this out. I first met him in the early days of Jabberjaw. The zygote days. When we were babies.

Someone should tell that kid in the Le Shok shirt that it's 2006.

Watching No Age FEELS great.

There's been a good feeling in the air. No Age is part of that good feeling. Pay attention. You don't want to miss it.

Some kids tried to sell me acid out in the alley. Acid! Can you imagine?

If you missed Fast Forward you fucked up. It was, as usual, menacing and uncomfortable and right on. Look at the pictures and figure it out.

Red hoods.

There wasn't too much blood.

No Accident.

Tonight @ The Smell.

Fast Forward, No Age, and David Stone.

Teenage Treats.

Labor Day! Woodland Hills!

Jonah the amazing swimming dog.

The dive of a newly married man.

Labor Dogs.

This pool is at Anton's parent's house. The first time I came here was 19 years ago. Anton was a skinhead and his room was covered in graffiti. I think at the time his Mom wished we would all just melt away and leave her son alone.

Later on in the day Anton and I went to get some burritos on the corner. There was a young couple sitting in front of the Baja Fresh. She wore tons of make up and a bright green Ramones shirt, he had flat ironed hair and stretch jeans. As we walked past he whispered knowingly to her, "Fags.".

Ah the Valley!

Cry Later.

Lucky Me.

Baby Gus came to visit. He woke me up at 5:45am. He lays on his stomach and sticks his butt up in the air and lets out a slow and constant groan for about an hour, then he stands up and looks at me and says "Mama?".

I am not Mama, no.

Does Mama give you onion bagels? Does Mama give you bottle after bottle of delicious juice? Well Uncle Mike does! Ah Baby Gus, you look so good. I wish you could stay over once a week.