When they don’t know the meaning of the word.

I am sure that you are wondering why I am posting Mose Allison today. Especially since Dave Brubeck died yesterday. Please allow me to explain just how weird the world I live in is. There this book called “Been Down So Long it Looks Like Up To Me” written by Richard Farina. The book is about Gnossos Pappadopoulis. You know. The furry Pooh bear, keeper of the flame. Anyway, in the book, he comes in to his apartment and catches his friends listening the Dave Brubeck. He immediately turns the record off, digs in his ruck sack, and produces a copy of “Back Country Suite” by Mose Allison. He then proceeds to blow his friends’s mind with Mose’s mysterious ways. And take a giant opiate dump. I seem to recall his friends saving it. The turd, I mean. Weird, the things I remember.

So, that all said. I am here to be your Gnossos. Stop listening to Dave Brubeck and dig this crazy cat:

I mean, one day, I hope to be this cool.

Moving on.

Today is a crazy day. I would say hectic, but can you really call a day when you are getting a massage, a hectic day? It is going to be busy. That’s for sure. After all of the prep work we did in the letterpress shop yesterday, the open house this afternoon (from 2-5pm) should be pretty awesome. You should come by and say howdy.

All right. I have to go squeeze a poop out before I run to the bank for Jesus. Maybe I’ll save it for you. Let me know where to deliver it to. I’ll see all of you this afternoon at the open house, sans turd. More soon. ~SC