Major updates to my Gallery, including some new Vegas images.
But I’m most excited to share the first few shots from our road trip to Tulsa this summer. Right now, I have Eastbound California, Eastbound Arizona and Eastbound New Mexico completed. I hope to have the remaining Eastbound galleries completed by the end of the week.
UPDATE: The direct links to the roadtrip and vegas aren’t resolving correctly. Thanks go to Tim, who pointed out it was the trailing slash in the URL that made it resolve incorrectly.
I asked some nija monkeys to beat up the server until they *do* work. In the mean time, you can still see the new pics by following the links on the main gallery page. Sorry ’bout that.
Here is a funny Fark Photoshop featuring yours truly to make the pain go away.

I just read that bOING bOING dot nET hit their 10,000th link today.
Congrats to, Cory, Xeni, and everyone else who makes bOING bOING teh rock.

I’ve done a lot of interesting things in my life. I’ve seen a lot of interesting places. I’ve made out with Ashley Judd. But something was always missing . . .
On Wednesday night, that all changed.
You see, on Wednesday night, I got to ride in the Munster Koach. To a Big Hollywood Screening. With Leonard Stone, Marilyn Monroe, George Barris and Screech.
Don’t worry. I had to read that twice myself. Take a minute to let that sink in. go ahead, get up, rub your head, and try to get a mental picture. Maybe these will help.
The whole thing was put together by my friend Wally to promote a pilot he did called Uncle Davver’s Really Scary Movie Show.
See, for years, Wally has held these parties over at the Silent Movie Theatre on Fairfax, where he screens cool old movies and puts on a bit of a show for all his friends. (About two years ago, I was asked to play Santa Claus at his Xmas show . . . but I was the worst Santa ever. The only gift I brought was one jar of Sauerkraut, and everyone had to share it.)
Most of Wally’s friends are incredibly talented performers. Many of them are improvisers, so the screenings quickly turned into a mixture of MST3K and Rocky Horror, and people started showing up more to listen to the audience even more than to watch the films.
Because we live in Hollywood, this super-fun party was, of course, turned into a TV concept: Wally plays this character “Uncle Davver” (pronounced like a-cadaver) who gathers his friends together to watch really scary (and awful) movies, and hilarity ensues. It’s shot just like one of those campy old Saturday Afternoon Horrorfests that you’d see on UHF back in the early ’80s, complete with awful puns like “Drew SCARYmore” and “Boys and GHOULS.”
I hear there are some Uncle Davver bootlegs already floating around the ‘net . . . if you see one, grab it. It’s hilarious.

He travelled back in time to make the past safe for . . . TEH FUTAR!!!1

Dear Grady Little,
Don’t worry about leaving your starter in when he’s clearly finished. Even if he blows the lead. Silly things like playing “by the book” are overrated.
See you on the golf course next week!
Signed,
Dusty Baker