good book sez

Well, well, well....sometimes we are impressed. If not merely by the celluloid itself, by the music. Oh the rock! Take our advice and, if you haven't already, get yourself to G.O.T.G. Preferably a drive-in, if you can find one. (We found one!) You will smile your silly ass off with those tunes alone and for gosh sakes fight the good fight every day. Thanks be to Triumph right here and right now and have a nice effing day...and night! Note: this tune was not in the flick. It'll just put you in an ass-kickin mood for whatever you need to get thru on full speed in your finest hour when you might have to defend your own private galaxy. And you know what I'm sayin.

irr-rashonal, bee-yoo-tee-ful

A little space will do you good. The spaceship that is heading toward a te-ta-te with Pluto next summer, did a little blow-by of Neptune. Cool blue Neppie. Want to know how far it is away? Want the distance? Go to JPL and check it out. Need distances closer to home. Go to distancesonline.com and you'll get the whole enchilada. Now food....what did the hamburgler keep mumbling? and why was he always thefting? Was he running from John Law? Did he suffer from the cravings? Or was he simply a disorder that hadn't been named yet? In the 70s we called you 'mental'. Go Mental. Let's go. Right now. 1-2-3-4 cue the ramones....

One Under The Sun

Someone asked how we find these boffo dirges; but we garner no ego surges; we defer to the gods of song; we merely slide them right along. This one is powerfully lonely and wonderfully, terribly beautiful too; in its sadness and happiness altogether at once for you. "don't save your kisses/just pass them around. who's gonna know that you passed them around, a hundred years from today?" Laugh and Sing, Make Love the Thing, Be Happy While you Make-

like a double agent, both your covers blown

We never took Pluto off planetary status around here. It's still out there. Number nine. Deep. Distant. Faraway. But not without friends. It has five moons. It's got color. And we are sending a ship to visit, reaching it next summer. And Mickey's dog is named after it too. And Scooby-Doo is a dog too. And if you are a Pluto lover then welcome to the club. There!

where are my safety pins? who's got my safety pins?

after fidelity-friday you have to have saturation-saturday and that's what we have with a double dipper of stone cold balls-to-the-wall rock from the ramones live with we're a happy family and the who collage of my generation and by-the-way do you know why space just goes on and on forever out into the vast cosmos with no ending well we do here at the milkshake control center and we are going to lord that secret info over you and not tell you but if we did tell you we would give you a heads up first so be assured of that and now we'll close by saying that this was all said all in one continuous sentence with no punctuation and that's pretty cool yes pretty pretty cool thing to do and not too easily done and just to add a footnote because our feet need noting it was done using the same word at the beginning of the sentence and at the end because when you are done saying all this there is nothing more to say after

you lose a day

Catch the trade winds. Many have. Here are two who did it their own way.

raptures of what deep

Flipper is here and he'll make you feel good. Sing along. And here's what bad boys of the 50s got up to. Sing along. What are raptures of the deep? Tune in next time kiddies. Go flop and grab a nap. It's summer. Be calm. Smile. Take your watch off. Free yourselves from trabajo. And don't look down at the ground so much. Always look up at the stars at night to remind yourself of where you've been! (And where you're going.) See? Raptures of the deeeeeeeeep!!!