kingskottie

hullo. LONELY is the key word of late. it's not easy kinda just staring out the window thinking about ... um... you'd like someone to talk to. The mountains are nice..(and NO... not ripped off again...got security system)...but fuck! i'm virtually a hermit. Funny thing... i'd be the same Travis Bickle type guy if i was in the city surrounded by millions...so maybe it's borderline depression...or maybe realization...i'm just destined to stare blankly out rain streaked windows. BTW...it rained all weekend.

CHILDHOOD RECOUNTING


scanned this in. i was the king of the 3rd grade that next mutha fuckin' day.



anyone know about Captain 20?

OR...this..



Bill Jackson's Cartoon Town. Channel 32 WFLD... chicago. The Lemon Joke Kid...one of his villian puppets...scares me til this day.
We're talking 1969. 3 yrs old... this was the way cartoons were shown...on a UHF station...at 4pm.

HOPING FOR SEX WITH...



i don't who this is... but i want a woman who loves 60's Kinks and Kerouac. French New Wave films. Books about Punk Rock....and is this fucking groovy.