Bluebird Blvd.

To celebrate our run of storms in Texas, I've made a digital music mix courtesy of the protector and curator of all good music on the internet, worldwide— the Free Music Archives, overseen and co-curated by the oldest long-running independent radio station in the U.S.,…

Oh, poor Monkey! I took this portrait of her when she was still wearing her e-collar, aka cone of shame, aka her ultra high frequency tuner. (It's off now. She's so much happier.)

Uh-uh-uh-uuuuuup! Uuuuuuuuup! Dow-wooow-woooon-ooooown! Dooooooowwn! I totally identify with Bip Bippadotta and his whole oeuvre, you know? Opposite!

After a day like yesterday, I have a rather dark yet familiar feeling that I resemble one of the characters from that popular movie series, The Pink Panther.

Starting today, I will begin my annual reading of Frank Herbert's Dune. It's a celebrated event amongst friends and family. In fact, last year we did a Dune Read-a-Thon. Wanna do it again?

Bluebird Blvd. favorite-favorites The Kleptones created this rich mashup that features, among others, Lulu and The Ting-Tings. Buckle up! Let's get goofy!

When I shot "Prizes," I had just begun to do photography for the first time. I mean— ever. In fact, this photograph is from my very first shoot.

Wanna go from a good mood to a great one? Sing along withThe Mills Brothers fantastic "How'm I Doin'?"— "How'm I doin'? Hey-hey! Twee-twee-twee-twa-twa! "

What if dog cones weren't full of terrible peripheral-vision-blocking shame, but instead held great power and vigor? It's just a thought.

In a moment of a wilderness exposed, is this lack of wisdom better than a charismatic soul?