Funky Monkey – the Fruit that Bobby Zimmerman Crunches!

I sat my monkey on a log
And ordered him to do the dog
He wagged his tail and shook his head
And went and did the cat instead
He’s a weird monkey
Very funky…

Via Bob Dylan – “I shall be Free No. 10″

Giant Poodle digs Street Art: Haunted Euth – Beware Wolf!

Jam the Giant Poodle digging on public poster art by Haunted Euth. From and/or for Beware Wolf music video with Hampton Beats. Sight seen on Polk Street in San Francisco. Woof!

Strange Leftovers: Dead Straight Bro’s Throw-Away Cum Rag…

“Get it off after getting it off” – so reads the slogan. Market that thing! Among the oddities of my heterosexual brother’s recent worldly remains: a throw-away cum rag, intended (as the publicity stresses) to clean up love’s messy moments…huh…heir to a personal wipe. Ok. His license plate read G.M.S.H. That didn’t stand for “Green Miata So Hot” – which is what he told the DMV. No, it meant “Give Me Some Head.”

He was Fred and now he’s dead. From a character to a case number just like that…cremation number 39342. Conveniently packaged for easy transportation. Resting in pieces. Goodbye, my brother.

Happy New Years Brunch! From Rocco’s Cafe

Rocco’s Cafe 1131 Folsom Street in San Francisco’s South of Market district. Gay and Leather friendly. Good food. Cute waiters. One of our regular spots. Try it; you’ll like it.

Wild! PETA Versus the Outlaw Bikers: new Cali Manga from JoJo Mendoco. NSFW!

This shocking tale was making the innerweb rounds as a true story. It’s not. It’s just a meme joke. Sometimes though it’s more important that a story be interesting than that it be strictly true. Such with this satirical drawing illustrating the invented scene – from JoJo Mendoco.

Please Help! (Happy Birthday, Big Gay Al…)

Sometimes the line between needy and greedy is thin. Sometimes, it’s thick. Happy Birthday to pal of this site Big Gay Al!

What happens when you win the Rat Race…

You win the rat race; you’re still a rat. But rats are after all successes of evolution. Cockroaches, too. Humans? An evolutionary blip. Hair today. Gone tamale. C’est la vie. C’est la Guerre. Tout le Monde manges pommes de terre. Sight seen at Stanford University. Thanks, A.

Which Pervy Parisian Cafe would YOU prefer?

Thanks to friend of this site Jake Hale, who says he might stop in to visit Calm Papa before making his way to Daddy Whips A Lot. Original Photos by Gerard Koskovich, who adds:

Two cafés just two minutes apart on the rue Pierre-Lescot in the Les Halles district. Le Père Fouettard (Father Whips-a-Lot) is the demon who comes in place of Père Noël (Father Christmas, aka Santa Claus) to punish little girls and boys who have been naughty all year. He’s the French equivalent of the Alpine folk figure Krampus. If that scares you off, you can always have your coffee up the street at Au Père Tranquille (The Calm Father)

Happy Homoerotic Thanksgiving Day …1928!

These two staunch white guys look about ready to eat each other up. Looks like the pilgrim has already started to unwrap the football player. TV didn’t link the holiday to the sport after all. Something seems to be missing from this scenario, though. Where are the First Nation studs? Maybe planning a little dessert entertainment for these two…all in good, clean fun. Of course.

Street Art Haiku

Aware sheep. Free air.
Hopland in Mendocino.
Stickers and harvest soon.