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- Multi-Functional
- Do You Have One's with Smiley Faces?
- Good Morning
- Gifts from the Bilenky Gang
- Snappy Action
- View from Snappy Land
- Hilarious
- My Vote for Best in Show
- The Circle in Indy
- Preppin'
- Nate's breakfast
- Progress
- Snappy Caps: Booth 353 at NAHBS.
- More Than I Could Chew
- Uh Oh, Gus...
- Happy Thursday
- Captured
- Gumby
- Two Part Gravel, One Part Snow, One Part Mental De...
- Well Now... It Seems I am Excited.
- Speaking of "getting the job done"
- Vanilla Valentine
- Game Changer?
- Assorted Snobbery: Demolition
- Lunch on the Road
- R.I.P. Lux Interior
- Signposts to the Season of Hate
- Near Death by Cliche
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2 comments:
true story. I saw the Cramps back in '94 at the Barrymore in Madison WI and by the end of the show I was so buzzed, so sweat soaked so filled with the spirit of mayhem that I had walked half way home before I realised I had forgotten my coat back at the Barrymore. It was the middle of winter.
Jesus, I had no idea until he was dead until I saw it on your blog. I had biked past Glendale Memorial Hospital where he died on the day he died, totally oblivious. R.I.P. shit up in hell, Lux.
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