I can only guess that this mural is from early summer of 1990. It involves Staci as a mouse, Sean as a crow, Kirstin as an evil beast, and contains a guest appearance from Andrea, who seems to be much more interested in the Monkees that anything else. Go figure.

This, so far as I am aware, is the last of the big murals. There is one more, though– a mural drawn on fan-fold computer paper. As soon as I work out the details of scanning that one, I’ll put it up here.

I’m not really sure what to say– another found mural. So far as I know, this one is the first one. Because it is in such disrepair, I have reproduced the credits below.

The “New” Craig and Sean Mural!

With:

Sean MC as The Captain, and Gene Shalit, too
Craig as The Mind Tripper Robert Smith
Andrea as The Bitch with the Dick in her Side Mouth
Psycho-Bunny as Lassie
Alvin The Chipmunk as Matt E.
Tiffany as The Vampire Go-Go Dancer
-and-
Kourt as Dumbo, the Boy Who Could Fly
-not to mention-
Vicar (so we won’t)

This is fairly large (9MB) PDF file, but I thought I should let you all see this gem… a mural Gerry, Craig and I did back in December of 1989 (so the date says). I had it in a tube for several years, and then back in my framing frenzy, I dry-mounted this and a couple other of the murals and framed them (sans glass). The plan was to ship them all to Craig, but I never did get around to that. So they sat in my Dad’s garage in a box for, oh, twelve years.

When he made me get rid of all of my stuff still in his garage, I looked at them and noticed how bad some of them had deteriorated, and decided I had to do something. So I un-drymounted them (not an easy feat) and took them into work and used the industrial scanner on them.

I particularly love “Rudolph El Reno Psichotico” as well as the Smiths and Morrissey lyric references.

Okay, people, it’s time I come clean on the REAL reason I hate forwards. It’s not because I’m tired of seeing cheating spouses get what they deserve, seeing pictures of wet cats*, announcements telling me not to buy gas on a certain day (which, by the way, won’t work) or even people telling me to put my cell phone on a no-call list.

It’s because the Forwarders of the World (FW:) don’t realize the damage they do when they To: or CC: everyone in their address book.

Let me back up. When I give you my email address, I trust you not to give it to a spammer. I trust you to use it to communicate with me.

But when you send a forwarded message to everyone in your Address Book, you are effectively broadcasting your email Address Book to everyone. And when one of your friends forwards the message to everyone that they know, they are sending my email address to places I never wanted it to be.

And sooner or later, a spammer gets hold of the list. And because of this forward, all of us get crap-loads of spam. All because of a dumb picture of a wet cat.

So, Forwarders of the World, here is the solution:

You can send me all the silly forwards that you want, but you must do three things:

1) in the To: field, put your own name.
2) in the BCC: field, put everyone you want to send this message to.
3) if there are a bunch of other email addresses in the message, delete them. Don’t spread other people’s email addresses.

This way, no one gets hurt and we can all enjoy a funny picture or two.

Thank you.

*okay, I really am tired of seeing wet cats

Lemon, Skatea and I went to Stephenville this weekend and on our way there… it started SNOWING. OMFG! I was actually driving in snow, in Texas, in April! And this was good, real snow, the kind you can make into a good snowball and peg your brother with. Or sister-in-law. (or vice-versa) It didn’t stick around long, but it was definitely fun while it lasted. And it may be the only time you can actually throw something at your mother-in-law and get away with it…

We had a blast, and if I wasn’t so damn lazy, I’d post some pictures of it, like all the ice on the front of my truck, or the bluebonnets and the cactus half-buried in snow. Wild.

This of course begs the question– if Al Gore is so damn worried about global warming, why does he look like he’s planning for an extended winter hibernation? Or is his weight gain just an “inconvenient truth”?

Are refractory periods required in between sarcasms?

Here are somethings I still need to “flesh out” that have been written down on various notepads for so long, I figured, hell, it’s time just to put it up here and let the blogosphere sort it out.

So here it is:

1) Red Cedar Place Episode Titles:

The Greatest American Zero
Jumping the Snark
Absolut Madness
Mecha-Lecha-Hi-Make-A-Brian-Heien-E-Go
…Rupturing
Get Down With The Thickness
Pachouli Nutrageous
Under The Music
Regional Freak Magnet
I Am Not A Pepper
Essenes and Ninjesuits

2) Unfortunate Name: Ponch from Chips

3) Really, why is there Braille on the ATM Drive-Thru?

4) Links I might want to put up here: Slashdot, Neurotically Yours

5) John Denver - Colorado or West Virginia?

Jinny votes CO, since he’s “Rocky Mountain High,” and his last name, of course, is the capital. Plus, he might have broken up with his WV “Mountain Mama.”

6) Hot spots -

Las Vegas
Times Square
French Quarter
Moxie’s Back

7) Random Quote: “Scabs on the bloody wounds of society”

8) When Heart sings “Barracuda” are they only two-chambered?

9) Overheard:

Jinny: “You see a butt-”
Garrett: “Yeah! Yeah…”
Sean: “You know Garrett, they poop out of those.”
Garrett: “Uh hunh…”
Garrett looks wistfully at the girl’s butt again.

10) My father - the man who never took his family on a multiday trip for 15 years, is now the CHAIRMAN of the Trip Coordination board for the Over-50 Club.

Because of space constraints and good behavior, Sean “Haggis” Loyless and Tom Cruise have both been removed from the board.

Haggis, anything you ever did in the past pales in comparison to the cretins on my board now. Welcome back!

As for Tom, well, you are still a Xenu-believin’ motha’ f4c2er*, but I ran out of space.

*”Num Lock” cypher - (type normal, but turn on the Num Lock on a laptop).

I’m starting a contest to see who can come up with the best reply to this email. Can’t wait to read the responses!

From: Sean MC
Sent: Wednesday, March 28, 2007 5:33 PM
To: stacimc@gmail.com
Subject: The real question is…

Did you even take your wedding ring off before you gave Adam a hand job, you f*cking c*nt?

From: stacimc@gmail.com
Sent: Wednesday, March 28, 2007 5:41 PM
To: Sean MC
Subject: Re: The real question is…

You don’t know anything about it, me, or my marriage.

Grow the f*ck up.