Update 65

Bipartisanism at Its Finest

http://www.jibjab.com/thisland.html

Submitted by Todd Payne

7.24.04 10:25pmpst



Update 64

The Cubby Creatures and the greater Cubby collective are excited to announce the completion of Missalette #16, the TV Missalette, edited by BK and designed by Alissa Mach.

This new Missalette will be released into the world Saturday night, July 24, in San Francisco, amid much celebration.

Here are the specs...

TV Missalette Release party:
Saturday July 24, 2004
at the Balazo Gallery
2811 Mission St. (@24th St.) in SF

$5, 9PM

Music by...

The Cubby Creatures
Liesl's Wet Dress
Local Stars
The Clap Band
(not necessarily in that order)

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Also we'd like to encourage you to listen to the current Song of the Month. This month's song comes to you courtesy The Andy Peters Show. Yes, that's right: San Francisco's notorious Andy Peters has a new album out called "Shameless Boobs," and he's been kind enough to let us post his song "Herbal Jazz Cigarettes." For the free download, just click on "Song of the Month" on the Cubby home page.


7.8.04 10:40pmpst, revised 7.21.04 8:36pmpst



Update 63

We love Him because He loves us

Houston - Guatemala City

Arriving at the gate for my plane to Guatemala City, I was surprised to see a bunch of people in lime green T-shirts emblazoned with the words: Guatemala Twenty Oh Four. On the back of the t-shirts, the words "We love Him because He loves us" in both spanish and english surrounded a fish, which I thought was kind-of unfair to God.

The wearers of the t-shirts were part of a young adult group from a church who were going down to an impoverished village in Guatemala to help build a school or evangelist church. They created a party atmosphere at the gate in Houston, and some of the girls were in pajama pants (comfortable clothing for the flight) clutching washable ink-covered pillowcases -- presumably covered with signatures and well wishes from friends -- to their chests.

By the time I got on the plane, two more large groups of people -- including another church group in yellow t-shirts, this time -- were loaded into their seats. I was happily surprised that there was no singing.

But overall, it was an interesting group of people in coach class. Mostly American and French, there were also seniors and twenty-somethings. The hippy-ish guy sitting behind me looked about 22 and was going to translate for some doctors in the k'ich e' language. He told us that he LOVES Guatemala, especially the beans and eggs.

em


7.12.04 1:44pmpst



Update 62

Anxiety Dreams on the Eve of the Day Before The Day I Leave

Three anxiety dreams last night:

My bike, as well as Cyrus's, got stolen from my rehearsal space. It was all my fault. They were locked to each other, but I didn't lock them up in the room, because I was too excited for some reason. I just left them there, and then they both got stolen. It sucked.

I was at a dusty, roadside flea-market in a desert-like place, with a pudgy, pasty man who kept buying hot dogs in liquid and wrapped in plastic, much like a cross between a shrink-wrapped beef jerky and a single packaged pickle. He would say, "OH! I HAVE to have one of THESE!" And his eyes would brighten and get big. And I couldn't stop him.

My little 12-year-old cousin, Danny, had a huge, brightly colored mullet. He had straight, purple bangs that shot out from his head from the top. The hair where bangs are normally cut from was shaved. The back of his hair was really long and straight, and he had the top of it in a ponytail. The hair underneath the ponytail was teased out, and spray-painted blue. He looked pretty much like a peacock. It made me very anxious.

7.9.04 8:55ampst



Update 61

Hello Everyone, It's last minute notice, we know, but we just found out that The Cubby Creatures will be performing a short set of music Saturday night (6/19) at the Cafe Du Nord as part of "Hanging on a Star: A Nick Drake Tribute," presented by Playing in the Fog (http://www.playinginfog.com/).

It's a full bill with nine bands, each performing three songs (with at least one of them a Nick Drake cover). The Cubby Creatures will be performing our rendition of "Fly," which we recorded and released on 7" vinyl about a year and a half ago. Have a look:

http://www.cubby.net/creatures/threesides/index.html.

We'll be playing second, so come early. Here's the show info...

Saturday, June 19, 9:00 PM

Hanging on a Star: A Nick Drake Tribute, featuring...
Damien Jurado
Thee More Shallows
Odessa Chen
Minmae
Ral Partha Vogelbacher
My Life Is on the Line
The Bother
The Cubby Creatures
and Loquat

at Cafe Du Nord
2170 Market St.
San Francisco
$10, 21+

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Just go to the Cubby home page (http://www.cubby.net/) and click on the link in the upper left-hand corner.

Remember, if you'd like to submit a song, just get in touch with Cubby web master Brian Weaver at ohcubby@pacbell.net!

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Lastly, when we sent out our last email, reminding you of all the wonderful ways you can participate in the Cubby, we forgot to remind you of the online version of Missalette #14, The Political Issue

(http://www.cubby.net/missalette/missalette14/index.html).

It's the first and only ongoing, neverending missalette, which means that we're always accepting submissions. And we'd love it if you gave us something, anything -- a drawing, a collage, a comic, a poem, a story, a photo, or whatever -- related in any way to the theme of politics. Just write to ohcubby@pacbell.net if you have something you'd like to submit.

Thanks and until next time,
May the Cubby be with you!

6.16.04 12:34ampst



Update 60

There are the most mentally retarded, classist, Caucasian-ist, most privileged motherfuckers protesting a bio-tech conference at the Moscone Center. I hope they all get motherfucking HIV or a big ol' pussy cancer tumor, and have to use motherfucking camomile tea or pot to try motherfucking curing it. Motherfuckers.

And how would I sleep if not for the precious, precious drug companies?

Also, when I walked by the mass of sheepish protestors, I saw a couple of hippie chicks dancing. To reggae. In protest. Great.

bk

6.8.04 12:09pmpst



Update 59

In Memoriam

The nation mourns its fallen leader. The funeral will include the caisson and the riderless horse--symbols of a commander cut down in battle.

From his command center in his BelAir mansion, he valiantly fought the end game of his 55-year struggle with Alzheimer's disease. His battle against the intellectual all but won, his inspiration lives on in his idiot-stepchild G-dubya.

Pol Pot was one of our time's greatest anti-intellectuals. His Khmer Rouge eliminated anyone in Cambodia who had eyeglasses or wristwatches. He died alone in a thatched hut.

Our fallen leader’s first volleys came in dismantling the University of California, and installing his henchmen on it governing body. In a model followed everywhere in the country, universities became places designed to detect and destroy the intellectual—an ambush lying in wait for the minded person seeking refuge. Our leader’s folksy simple-minded lessons taught the average person that they were the real Americans, and that the real enemies were the liberals. And this was a nation ready for his message.

The masses of people who were forever alienated from intelligent conversations had finally found a champion. This movement is now cresting in the Whitehouse as the revenge of the C students has finally sapped the economic strength of the nation and their movement falls of its own weight.

So these two great anti-intellectuals came to very different ends--one in a loathsome jungle, and one riding the crest atop a cruel sea. What shall we say of these things?

--Jim K


6.7.04 2:23pmest



Update 58

Copehagen 2: Electric Bugaloo

My attempt to corrupt the Danes proved fruitful Wednesday night when I managed to snare some innocents by holding fort at the last available table at a very crowed ed bar. The Danish are on the shy side but I did manage to find some very fun ones and we proceeded to close out that bar and 2 others by the time we finished at 5am. Thursday was in the toilet, figuratively if not literally. My cold got the worst of me that day and I decided to stay in bed and sleep.

Two of my new friends, Anna and Ole, took me to Sweden yesterday. We met a very drunk Swed with a rock band and a 10 year old daughter who was over her drunk dad talking to strangers. (His website, if you care to see is 1ton.net, I have yet to look.) After a short stroll through a boring museum we wandered though the college town of Lünd. Anna had to meet her sister so we headed back.

Ole was nice enough to stay on and give me a tour of the city. We went to Parliament and past the state building. Then we headed to Christiana, the hippie commune/city in Copenhagen. Christiana is a old army barracks given to a group of poor homeless people as a social experiment in the early 70s. It considers itself a separate state from Denmark and has no taxes. It's also known for openly selling marijuana and hash from stores in the marketplace. Unfortunately for me, the Danish government has started to crack down on the drug sales and when I came through the giant bricks of hairy stink weed were a mere memory. We wandered through the canals and then headed to Tivoli gardens for a free concert. The park is best at night when all the lanterns are glowing and the north end of the sky never really gets dark. Gorgeous.

Ole and I parted ways from there with the promise that he'd show me more stuff today. I stopped on the way back to the hotel for a quick drink at an Irish pub and ended up there till 4am chatting it up with the bartender Mike and a very goofy chef named Nicoli. Not a bad day in all.

Just two days left to soak up more sights and Danish beer.

--Rhachel
rhachel@sbcglobal.net


5.22.04 1:45pmpst



Update 57

SF Happening

Wanted to let it be known that I am reading at the Make Out Room on Friday, May 28, at 7:30 pm. I helped edit a journal that my friend Marti started and so now we're having a reading to celebrate the release of Absomaly, Vol 1, No 1. If you're familiar with the local poetry scene at all you might recognize some of the other folks who are reading:

Marti Stephen
Elizabeth Robinson
Glori Simmons
Hugh Steinberg
Christina Hutchins
Alice Jones
Caryn Scotto d'Luzia

I believe I'm the only one reading fiction.

It would be great to get folks in there boozing it up and showing the Make Out Room that they're right to host readings! (Thanks for the suggestion Tomàs!)

If ya can't make that maybe I see you over the grill at our barbecue on Sat 29. Please feel free to forward this to anyone you think might be interested.

Liz Costello


5.18.04 4:09pmpst



Update 56

Copenhagen update

So I had this dream that I was in San Francisco, only it was windier than usual and all the buildings were shorter and older. Actually it wasn't California because everyone was smoking and obeying traffic laws.Every one was speaking gibberish, but it didn't really matter because they were all really pretty,tall blonds. The people there seem to have removed the legs of their babies and bolted the top halves to prams, replaced they're hair with little blue caps, and apparently removed their tongues, because I didn't heard one baby cry. This keeps them humble and obedient, until at which time the parents decide that they are well trained, all missing parts are given back to them as a reward. They people who lived there like to eat bacon, they just don't like to cook it. And everything they make is stylish and sexy. From chairs to luggage carts, ever thing has a cool and stylish exterior, just like the people. I'm not even sure if I'm awake while writing this. Either that or I'm in Copenhagen.

Had a bit of a rough start. Been sick the last few days but I think I had the worst of it yesterday. I didn't sleep for two days before I left or on the plane over. I got in at 8 in the morning and couldn't check in to my hotel until like 5:30. I aimlessly walked around all day yesterday and hit the wall when I developed an ear ache from my congested head. Sleep deprived, sick, and apparently walking around with tip of a staple in my shoe all day (I felt it digging into the ball of my foot but didn't figure out what it was till this morning), bed never felt so good.

Today has been an improvement for sure. Tonight I hit the town and look for Danes to corrupt.

xoxo

Rhachel
rhachel@sbcglobal.net


5.19.04 8:24ampst



Update 55

jenna from "survivor"

tonight jenna from "survivor amazon" (she won, after having been starved down to like 90 pounds) will be on the all-star show wearing a neighborhoodie. i'm excited because i helped put it together. it says "outlast this" in drty letters. cbs, 8pm.

--jol


5.13.04 7:54pmest



Update 54

This is just a soft-eject-gentle reminder that if anyone wants to submit anything for the TV edition of the Cubby Missalette, send them in now. No, now. (And if you're looking for television inspiration, tune into NBC's Starting Over, the new soap opera/reality show that has consumed my life. Will it consume yours?) But if you insist on thinking outside the box by ignoring the Missalette's theme of TV, please send me a piece that's pro-Israeli or pro-life.

Oh, you can send submissions to brochtrup@hotmail.com with "TV submission" in the subject line.

bk


5.3.04 2:04pmpst



Update 53

ebay's customer service: a recipe for madness

ebay is run by a bunch of morons. I am so sick of trying to fix my account's email on their stupid website, which is a problem not solved by their various help links/FAQs. ebay lists no contact numbers, just a series of links leading me further into the bell jar. I don't want all of you to go through the hell I went through, which concluded with the sullying of my previously stellar, perfect-score rating as a buyer (long, uninteresting story).

ebay actually has a customer service line, which is 1-800-322-9266 or 1-888-749-3229. They try to keep these numbers on the down-low, but I'm giving you a WORLD EXCLUSIVE.

Oh, but don't call after 2 pm Pacific time, because god forbid they should give a shit about its customers on the West (or as I call it, "best") coast. And once you actually do get through, don't be surprised that you're talking to someone from a call center in India whose only "customer service" job is to give you an email address to write to regarding your problem. Don't you just love 21st century customer service?

--AM


5.1.04 12:21ampst