i wish god were alive to see this

White Leine Fever.

Another fine job from Lynn over at Dorado Press. The Sads covers look amazing and they are being printed as I type this. Early January release. Buckle up, partner, and pay attention, this is a very special record.

Signals.

Family breakfast at Roscoes.

Chicken and waffles and grits.

And then you go back home and go to bed.

I Plan On Writing An Epic Poem About This Pie!

Thanksgiving! We woke up early and made, from scratch, punmpkin pies and an apple crisp. They turned out just OK. I need to work on my pastry. We packed up the still hot desserts, and went to Apple and Antons.

Granny.

Joshua Leonard.

Granny is 93. She was an Olympic diver. After dinner she drank a half a glass of wine and had a smoke. She kept trying to get up and dance.

Student. Genius. Professional Sleeper. Girlfriend.

The post dinner Scrabble.

The Einstein Of My Life.

You see that? That's what it looks like when you get a 94 on your big exam in physics. All hail the genius!

Gormet Exellence.

David is back in town. Mind your spelling.

Ghost Town.

I've been going to bed at 10:30 every night. I wake up at 8. I don't even set my alarm. It's 'Fall', but that doesn't seem to matter. It's still 80 degrees everyday.

Anton just sent me this text-

"Aliens are coming to abduct all the good lookin' and sexy people. You will be safe, I'm just texting to say goodbye."

Taste The Rainbow.

What, me worry?

The ever present zucchini and 'Janet Reno' the bear.

Things get pretty hectic in Babel's toy closet.

She has a new song she likes to sing. It's easy to remember. Just four lines.

"Madeline Albright! Madeline Albright! Madeline Albright! Taste the rainboooooww!"

Our Little Baby's All Grows Up.

Little Nate Harrington is 21 yrs old!

Tonight marks the beginning of the end for the big man. He DJs tonight and every Wednesday from here on out at the Cha Cha.

10pm to 2am. Tell him to lay off the herky jerky shit and stick with the hits.

911 Gets You The Cops.

Before dinner.

After dinner.

Give Life To Dust.

When visiting Manhattan be sure and visit the Bamn automat. 2 bucks gets you a deep fried Mac and Cheese tube. From a machine.

Fall. I love Fall. We don't get Fall in LA. Yesterday it was 95 degrees.

It was like a family reunion at aNYthing. I thought Little Nate's head was going to pop from over stimulation.

Rugrat.

Rockers NYC. No one is more lovable than Marcus and Sean.

The Bryan Ray Show.

'Hidden World' from Fucked Up is the soundtrack this season btw.

Hog heaven.

Aaron you are an awesome host. Thank you.

Little Nate called this trip a 'defining moment ' in his young life. Amazing!

Once the blintz is gone, sleep can't be too far.

Home Made Speed.

Sponsored by the Ted Haggard School Of Massage.

Hidden World.

The show at 205 Christie was a total family affair. Soiled Mattress were wildly pumped to get their record. First Nation were amazing. This was a real friendly room.

aNYthing makes the introduction.

Matthew Thurber!

The room was full of happy faces.

"I just want to hold someone, I just want to hold someone."

Barr put out the jam of the Fall Season, 'This Song Is The Single', on PPM records. Get it and be stoked.

Sean Reveron!

No Age were amazing as usual.

Even the Nov. 6th NY Times props No Age. You better get on the bus now, it's pulling out of the station.

Later on, walking down Laffayette trying to hail a cab back to Brooklyn, cold and sleepy I happened to look into a McDonalds and saw PJ Ransone stocking up on burgers, and McNuggets. Fucking PJ. You live in a city with more good food per square mile than any city on Earth, and you get a Big Mac.

I Won The Fight, I Lost The War.

Wrangler Brute.

I just got back from 3 days in NYC, but that will have to wait a minute. I need a moment to re-group. In the meantime, take a look at Andy Coronado on Halloween night.