Illustration ©1992 Jay Lynch
It’s been a stretch since I last mewled at you all. Meow. I didn’t think it could be possible, but things have gotten crazier since then, right? Alabama. Jerusalem. Wild fires in California. Our current president, TRUMP. North Korea. The new Fancy Feast® roasted salmon in primavera sauce, chunkier is better. It is so good. I have been known to beg for more. MATT LAUER. Pitch Perfect 3.
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As 2017 comes to a rapid end, so concludes the 50th anniversary of the release of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. I was hoping to celebrate this occasion by mashing up every song by the year’s end. That is not going to happen, so in the words of the jolly man down the street, better late than never.
A gam, or potpourri of Cubans.
In 1959, he was a legally registered full-fledged lesbian. Sung Kim was a man out of place and time, amongst many other things. Did you know that he loved bebop more than his family? It’s true. Get to know him.
A fluent-Chinese speaking Korean man living in Cuba was a statement all in itself.
The Varnisher at 24 years of age.
He was The Varnisher. He was exhausted. He could barely sit up. On top of that, he was immensely stoned. You would be too, if you sniffed as much varnish as he did. Technically, he was not a crime fighter, unless you consider exposed wood a crime. He was better defined as one who corrected in order to beautify, than he was a vigilante. His heart was in the right place.