Meanwhile in Kitsap… The Humane Society rescues more than 50 dogs, pups, cats, kittens & a pig… Federal funding comes in for road construction to raise portions of Bay Street to help prevent seasonal flooding… $15M federal dollars for a Kitsap Transit Bus Driver Training Facility near the airport… State dollars for another PCHS dentist clinic on Kitsap Way… PLUS… Art smashed at Tacoma Museum of Glass last month… All lanes I-5 North closed indefinitely near Bellingham… 16K trees planted locally by GPC this winter, more in ‘Brem City Music’ news, and…

So here I am, checking out the websites to see when the local drive-ins are going to open this spring when I come across an announcement from one saying it had a ‘limited number of FM radios’ to rent out so to make sure your battery is charged properly or plan accordingly. Which got me thinking: Do new electric cars even have FM radios?

from there, the tape runs something like an hour and forty-five minutes spliced together over multiple locations and states of consciousness, talking about everything from recording a ska band on an analogue four track in the 90’s to the Autocratic$ new record, to Andrew’s other bands, to all the bands he’s been in and all the bands he has cataloged as a DIY punk rock recording engineer over the past twenty plus years at his studio 321 Bremerton…

I figured if I played my scissors right, my box could have no borders. That was my dream, and that was my way out of Bremerton! At the time there was a beauty school in downtown Bremerton. I was a poor kid, with a single working parent so some people at my mom’s church passed around a box, and helped us pay for my schooling. My senior year I took half a day at Bremerton High School, and half day at the beauty school.

“I’m sorry, sir. Do you think–” she stammered. “Do you think–could I put this with your stuff?” Alex looked around the rest of the grocery store, at the rows upon rows of food that would be thrown away if not sold on time, at the shiny tiles glimmering beneath the harsh white overhead lights. He couldn’t have told her no if he wanted to–and he didn’t want to.

I find myself thinking this is why our grandparents held on to all that stuff. ‘May need that some day’. What the hell is it? I’d Google it. But I can’t afford everything the world tells me I need. I’m sure there’s an app for that. They used to say the Devil’s in the T.V. … Affordable anarchy.

Unburdened by the hang-ups or cringe or oversaturation felt by those in the late Carter/early Reagan times, we can find some gold amongst the pyrite. Or at least we can shine up the pyrite and enjoy it on its own merits. Sometimes, however, a bargain crate has a recent quality piece that for whatever reason ended up in the right place at the right time (for us crate diggers, anyway). Such was the case on a chilly (post-Hilly) day at Bainbridge Island’s Back Street Beat.

‘Johnee in a happier time… Mini Vintage Guitar Show’

What is a gourd, you ask? What a great question! A gourd is a type of winter squash that grows on a vine. Most gourds are not edible, for the fact that they are not bred for flavor but for decorative purposes. Birdhouse gourds are the same, but…

Water signs: Use this to fuel your passions… Air signs: It’s ok to not know everything… Earth signs: You may feel an uprush… Fire signs: ‘not right now’ needn’t be a ‘not ever again.’