3-19-1996

On Saturday I went to a bunch of furniture stores and antique shops looking for good stuff for the house. I found a really cool Saba cabinet radio/ turntable from the 50s. It still works and they only want 55 bucks for it. I think I’ll pick it up next weekend. I also uncovered a pristine condition 40s era floor fan– can’t remember the brand.

Although I plan to have a wide variety of furniture styles in my hut, the main feel will be Thunderbird Shaker. Sleek and clean lines with no frills. Today Ben and I went to an unfinished wood store on Main St and I found a dresser I might get but I’m waiting on word from a few other stores.

Gonna go with charcoal and natural in the bedrooms and the rest of the house muted primary colors. Sort of a Pee Wee’s Playhouse on prozac look. [WTF? I can’t tell if I’m joking or not. Glad that never happened.]

When we were at the antique store I bought mom a dressmaker image ink stamp and gave it to her when Ben and I went over to check out the engine in his Jeep. He’s got it all together and painted up real ‘charp, well.

It’s 12:07am and this is a boring blab so I’m out of here. Oh yeah, this morning I had a great idea come to me while having a squat on the cosmic utensil. (I think Zappa meant the toilet when he said that, right?) Anyway, it’s top secret for now but look out for sketches– later.

3-26-1996

Ladies and gentlemen, if you’ll kindly turn your attention to the top right-hand corner of the page, you’ll see the infamous Marshal Law custom leather jacket I plan on making some day– damn straight, Jerky!

Also on this page is one of the first sketches of “The King’s Throne.” (Where Elvis did his business… and Death did his.) I’m gonna paint it on the toilet lid in the new house. Yeah, I’ve got plenty of ideas, I just never do ‘em! After it’s painted, I’m gonna get one of those fluffy lid covers and cut the center out and use it for a frame. Probably a big furry red one.

Oh and by the way, I’m blastin’ The Best of Motörhead. Ace of Spades, Iron Fist and Killed by Death– gotta love it.

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