Albuquerque lost one of its greatest artists on Friday when R.K. Sloane passed away in a Los Angeles hospital. His distinctive eye for the creepy earned him millions of fans worldwide.

I never got to know Rick super well, but he was always nice to me when I saw him. I was in a psychedelic band (the Crawling Walls) back in the mid-80’s. Rick and his wife Teri made all of our posters for us.

Once I saw him at a gallery opening where he was sort of lurking in the shadows with dark glasses on. When I talked to him he carefully kept one side of his face turned away from me, but from the glimpses I caught I could tell he had been beaten badly. Later in the night, he let me in on the joke: a visiting friend who did special effects in Hollywood had done his face up. Rick was just playing the part... perfectly.

Seriously: what goes through your mind when you’re leaving the house? "I think I’ll wear that crazy fucking Civil War hat today," might be one man’s answer.

I went to Costco today. In the back of the store, by the meat section, there was a woman passing out samples of pork roast that they prepare on site. She cut me off a little hunk, plopped it in a plastic cup and drizzled some dark liquid over it.

"What's that sauce you're putting on it?" I asked.

"Oh, it doesn't have a name. There's not a word for it. They just make it back there in the kitchen."

So, next time you're in Costco, be sure to ask for something.

I also tried out their dazzling array of massaging chairs and, just for fun, acted like one of them caused me great physical pain. In truth, I didn''t enjoy that freaky chair digging into my back. The concerned attendant asked me what I did for a living. I told her that I sat at a computer and sometimes had to talk to people. I didn't bring up the firecrackers or the plastic owl. The last chair on the left was great, though, and sent a pleasant buzzing vibration into my gooch and ball sack. A chair like that could turn into trouble.

Finally, I saw a guy wearing a weird little Civil War hat. I think he might have been a Time Traveler.

Seriously: what goes through your mind when you're leaving the house? "I think I'll wear that crazy fucking Civil War hat today," might be one man's answer. Hey, why not dress up like a pirate, or a cave man? It's only Costco, for Pete's sake.

 

It's official. They've discovered a new lobster-thing: [link]Ã

Sasquatch!

In 1982, I had a Class B Bigfoot sighting while fishing in the Jemez Mountains. To be more precise, my brother and I heard two loud coughing snorts echo through the canyon at sunset. Yeah, I know.

Anyway, there have been a surprising number of Bigfoot sightings in New Mexico. For example, an experienced elk hunter reported frightening growls in the same county where I heard my frightening snorts: [link]

Contrary to popular belief, the famous "Patterson Footage" has never been conclusively debunked. Modern computer paranoia offers you the frame by frame footage without camera jitters here: [link]

To see the latest film footage of Bigfoot click here:

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I think I left my bong behind that bush.

In other cryptozoological news, a squadron of underpaid scientists recently invaded some hidden jungles in the mountains of Jakarta and discovered 12 trillion new species: [link]

One frog that died under observation reportedly spoke English and had an important message for mankind.

In 1966 I saw the Easter Bunny.

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Check out these fun stories about the real-life Dracula: [link]

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We've run aground on dry land! Pearl's Dive, the popular downtown eatery and watering hole, has reluctantly relinquished its leased liquor license back to the licence's owner. The owner will bestow it upon his new tenant, the Carom Club, in the newly remodeled space at Third and Central. Pearl will continue to serve her amazing and affordable cuisine while hunting up a replacement license. It shouldn't take too long, but fans of the Dive should show extra support in the interim. Pearl's food is truly fantastic and I found, today, that an iced tea cuts the heat of her hot wings better than beer. I'd never have known otherwise. Pearl remains philosophical and wishes the best to the other parties involved. In the meantime, let's keep Pearl's busy come hell or high water.

• What next in this backwater burg? (alibi) [ Sat Feb 4 2006 10:41 AM ]