I bought this 1972 Datsun 240Z in the late 70s while playing in the band, Rubicon.
I had a can of leftover Emron auto paint which I used on my 1962 Strat with a gray primer undercoat
Over a million miles traveling the 🌍 with that 🎸
(don’t even get me started on my hair!)
It remains my hope that one day you will stop publicly smearing archaeologists. You've been doing so for 30 years. Hope is slim
We've politely answered your emails, given you site tours, and debated you (at your request). In response, hostility & accusations from you & your fans
@jtlewis_arch It remains my hope that I will meet more archaeologists who are "open to other possibilities". That, instead of sneering scorn and knee-jerk dismissals of "extraordinary ideas", is all I ask of the archaeological profession
Over the past few days something has become very apparent to me.
Everyone claims to want truth, transparency, and disclosure, unless they aren’t a part of it. And if they are not a part of it, they will stop at nothing to try and destroy everything you’ve ever done, no matter how much good ,or how much truth, their ego will consume their entire mind and eventually their entire existence. Humanity is in a sad state.
“On the 12th Day of Christmas, you’re favourite beach comber gave onto thee…” 🎶
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and be sure to be good to your local waterways🐟🐊🦆🦈🐙🦝🦭
Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays, y’all. Hope all is well on your end🎄
Not the warmest day on record for an outdoor performance but here’s “O Come All Ye Faithful” on the 2018 JazzMaster through a 1992 “Teal Striped” Peavy 112
Season's greetings to all. Grateful to those who choose to comment after rather than before watching the full 38 minutes of this video.
https://t.co/sz0vbC7HQe
Watch till the end for a really ironic addition to this grisly riverside graveyard for vehicles. Will the new cars from the modern car carrier also wind up in this watery tomb?
#rainyday