THE JO-TEL …believes some of what Nathaniel and John say, but believes England is still our sovreign

Exiting my office building to go to lunch, I notice the air seems dry and warm and reminds me being young on summer vacation. I just filed two motions in a construction defect case involving 28 single-family residences in the Santa Rosa area. The motions were pretty pointless and I didn’t enjoy drafting them. […]

To keep with the album cover theme, this is the cover to Hip E.’s big comeback rap album.

photo courtesy of Thaa Cannon.
West Coast!

HIP E.:
rapping to himself while drinking a Red Bull upon returning to the car after a pit stop
First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim
West Side when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys, niggas fucked for life
Plus, Puffy wanna […]

After eight months, the commute to and from Windsor finally wore me down, and for the last month or so I’ve been looking for a place to live in Petaluma (I’ll address that bombshell in a second). Well it finally happened: yesterday I signed the lease on The No-Tel (né Jo-Tel North). I’m […]

Whistling pretty much should just stop. Now by “pretty much”, I’m leaving room for good whistling: namely, whistling employed well in a musical context, and whistling deployed to mock whistling. So I’m not going to tell Otis Redding to not whistle during the last portion of “Sitting By the Dock of the Bay”, […]

This Network Moments comes on the heels of Turd Ferugson’s decidedly dubious slight on early Beatles songs…
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HIP E.: Any statement about not getting into the beatles should be followed by “yet.” I’m jealous of anybody who still gets to look forward to getting into the Beatles, the best band ever.
TURD FERGUSON: Sorry dood, they’re […]

If Patsy, Mini-Shark and I were in a band called, say, The Reindeers, this would be the cover to our second-best album.

It would be called Here Come the Reindeers. And it would suck.
-Shark

I have no reliable criterion for what a pang of conscience is: from what one hears about it, a pang of conscience seems to me unworthy of respect… I would not want to abandon an action after the event; I would prefer to leave the bad outcome, the consequence out of the question of value […]

Summer breeze touches you before you die
Crayons and metal outside your window
Before you die the sky opens up at afternoon
I’m not trying to forget you I just like to be
There on the lanai outside your bedroom
The sun on the papers that will kill you
You your hands on the railing and sky
Opening up the clouds parting […]

On the walk over to The Independent I found myself behind this women walking home from work. I walked behind her for about nine blocks, with turns, and she was acting like she was a little afraid I was stalking here even though it just so happened that we had the same route. […]