this is not quite an item either but it turns out that a man named tom valtin got 552 votes in the 2008 supe race (won by David Campos) i think its bernal heights and my research shows he is married or at least at that time and is likely still married to the daughter of one of my favorite professors, at Dartmouth, James Melville Cox (1925-2012) who use to joke about his name and the likelihood that — speaking of changing times and mores of decency, I was asking you about “Animal House” also a Dartmouth reference — the famous book “Moby D____” is about… sex.
Tom Valtin and Ellen Cox. Good bless them.
Or as James Melville Cox might say “haHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!”
mbw
former freelancer at the Got Milk people, on California Street
and I got about 900 votes in Palo Alto city wide about a year later and about 8,000 (XXX) all in whereas I needed about 9,000 all at once to be seated and was fixing to run again but pulled out so to speak when my mother died and I am planning a memorial Oct. 28 at Beth Am. Am to!
Before they came up with “Got Milk” they considered “Am to” to save on the letters. What we called “kernin'” As in, “the m ilk is kernin’. ”
i am not making this up
this is a music blog, dagnabbit:
vaulting to the fore:
Im actually looking for an indie local band who used as their monikker the subtitle of the epic “Or, The Whale” I met one night about KZSU at their load-out and also I spoke to Chop Keenan the landlubber who said he named his new erection 550 High because it wounded like a rock band.
And also on the naughty Cal theme there is a piece by Tim Hawkinson at Pace of Palo Alto of a bath tub that the artist kneebody looks like Orca. I will try to swede in later. I might alreadies like be in my hand-hold.
as in on my way to this i did vault over a modest mouse jam with 2M views but I cannot just from the title recall the memory.
which I found thanks to zookeeper at stanford and the search-injun.
and so now, with this 2009 Modest Mouser, there are four music bits here so that is a very masculine and respectable finish for Plastic Alto here today (minus the IOU on the visual bath tub thingy — its his KNEE people)
a tiny bit phallic tim hawkinson thingy — and there was a hawkinson taught math at gunn for many years possibly the father of tim —

self portraint in latex
or the whale
he will probably never speak to me again but i am tempted not tempered or tempura to send to young Matt Jaffe the Yale whose moby I knew kinda sorta in Hanover.
edit to add:
this part is both too plastic and too alto but according to — and I recalled this from my gray natter — the leading crowd-sourced website Robert DiNero his child hood nick name was “Bobby Milk” because of his “pallor”. Italic joke.
And1:
If I was better at what I do I would be writing about Alice Cooper at the San Jose civic versus panic at the disco at the sharks hockey arena both tonight where as I’m sitting home eating stale corn chips and watching baseball on the boob tube can we still see a boob tube or is that going to get me in hot water with the boob tube Nazis?