Everyone has their "top ten" lists, so I thought I'd come out with my own list of satisfaction. It's a random compilation of things that have stood out in the last thirty-seven or so days. Some of the items are good and others are those nagging things that just kind of made you laugh for no apparent reason... Here you go, in no particular order...

Aamerican Tenants from LA
I've come to a point lately where all the music I've heard has been completely predictable and almost always a complete turn-off. About a week ago an anonymous package came in the mail containing a band's record and e.p. I was thinking "pretty mysterious" and popped it on into my record player. Lw and behold I listened to it three times through its entirety before placing it back into its sheath. This was the first time in months that I'd come across a band that got the wheels in my head churning again and got my mind off of the humdrum of the days. Uner the name, the Aamerican Tenants, their sound is reminiscent to the early days of King Missile with hints of the Flaming Lips washed up in there. It's definitetly got a mellow edge but it leaves you feeling a little whimsical. My latest music turn-on, and I didn't even have to go out looking for it.

 

Pork buns at Kwan's
Ever wonder what those mysterious white puffy rolls Jackie Chan was popping into his mouth again and
again in Drunken Master were? Pork buns. Now if you say it again, ...pork buns, it can sound either really good or kind of revolting. Depending on what you're depicting visually. Personally, I think anyone
who isn't vegan ought to try to them. Basically its sweetened steamed dough surrrounding marinated pork.
It ends up being a puffy delicacy resembling a cloud. You can get the best pork buns and personal service in town at Kwan's down on fifth st in Eureka. Only 60 cents a piece and it fills your gut. But hurry they're closing the business soon!

Spending quality time alone in the dark...
Private time is sacred, and I recommend getting at least a good half an hour of peaceful bliss of solitude
alone in the dark once a day. Stop being so critical and analytical and drumming your fingers on every thing that makes noise. Let your hair down and slack off for a few hours.

Discount Outlet
Baby heads, doll parts, cheap candy, appliances, and plastic religious paraphanalia galore overwhelm you at this store. Coloring books where you can color Jesus in your spare time and items for holiday lover hay days. A bargain bin of a shop often overlooked down on 2nd St in Old Town Eureka. Look for their "NEW SHIPMENT" sign on their window because that's the craze days when odds and ends come together.

MR. T
As of late it seems like Mr. T is creeping up behind us all the time or hiding in the bushes waiting to jump out and exclaim gruffly, "I pity the fool" and then vanish into thin air. He's everywhere. On TV dialing 1- 800-collect or on Conan declaring that the T in his name stands for tuna. Or he's down in LA at the T-zone or riding a pony in a coloring book lying on the street corner. (Recently, a mysterious MR. T coloring book was found on the way to the Shanty.) It seems to be one of the prime
comebacks of now, something I would totally praise in a comical sort of way but now I'm about to overload
on T-ness.

Passions
Witchcraft, a talking doll named Timmy, a girl who thinks hell is in her closet, and all the other secrets and lies that come with daytime television are ensconced in Passions. If you're looking for a laugh, flip on channel 3 at 2pm and you're in for some of the worst quality viewing of your life. It's the latest rage in soaps and is even starting to have an effect on locals in Humboldt County. (I hear the Shanty has Passions' drink specials at 2pm every day now.)

Cometbus #47, Lanky
Lanky, the latest works from Aaron Cometbus led me down into a self-reflecting tunnel, bringing old
memories, both bitter and sweet to mind. Cometbus' writing gets you thinking and wanting again, which is rare to find. Whether or not you relate to his angles and views, you see the world in a new perspective. He's a kaleidoscope for writers. I recommend picking up your own personal copy so I won't delve into the secrets of this issue.

Pick-up line from Sly
People are taking some odd approaches out there when it comes to the dating game. Recently when I was down at Al's Bar in LA, a guy came up to me and said, "My name's Sly, short for Sylvester... as in Stallone, I just wanted to say that you're looking mighty sexy in your outfit tonight. By any chance would you like to go out and karaoke with me?" I've never really considered going out on the town and actually looking for a great karaoke bar (whatever that constitutes as?)....So I had to decline...

Sin of Nora Moran
A film from the 1930's about a woman sentenced to the electric chair. It's a chilling tale laced with dark humor that's beautifully filmed in its experimental oddities as the director takes you through a constant
web of flashbacks throughout the story. Definitely, a classic film for its time as it challenges many morals of that era.