In which an old journal entry is transformed into some bad poetry. And this probably won't be the last time this happens.
There is just way too much happening in this photo.
'Dirty Work'. It's no 'Let It Bleed'.
Memories of cousin Mike as a toddler.
My first favorite rock star is 75 today!
A picture may be worth 1,000 words, but here at 'The Dichotomy of the Dog', we'll settle for 217 a day.
