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Sam’s is a popular burger joint in San Francisco, the owner’s name is not Sam, and it was established in 1966. I read this review from 2013 and decided to include a visit to Sam’s on my bucket list.
Then I found this. Apparently owner Mike Shawa (nephew of the founder) passed away recently at the age of 70. Damn. That’s still young these days. The place survived the opening of a Carl’s Jr. down the street, so I expect it will survive this setback, too.
And it’s still on my bucket list.
[Some images above were found in here via here; others from here. Somewhat related post here.]

Epic Cat is still epic.
84 year old shows his stuff at Muscle Beach.
Weaponized Victimhood: “This is not a grand battle against institutionalised injustice. This is an addiction to indignation.”
The MiniMoog made music history. Here are Parts 1 & 2 of an interesting (but flat) documentary.
Remember Walter Carlos? He flipped the switch years ago, and nobody cared. Why does anyone care about that Bruce guy?
The Ramones 31 December1977 London. Very cool, but they didn’t play Sheena.
Canadian cities in the 1950s in watercolor.
Cussing in the carnival photobooth.
Incarcerated for his opinions in the United States of America, Dinesh D’Souza has a new film out.
FWIW, The Blogmocracy had trouble migrating their blog. Their new address is http://www.blogmocracy.com so update your bookmarks.
[Top image from here, with the caption:
“Already struggling with an impeachment challenge, the worst recession in a century and the biggest corruption scandal in Brazil’s history, the Workers Party leader was given another reason to doubt she will complete her four-year term.”
Something sounds familiar.]
This magnificent feat was engineered with slide rules, and it amounted to blasting a giant bullet containing a human into the sky, then recovering both it and Alan Shepard intact [via]. Those early astronauts had big brass ones, and the creepy music made it even better. (John Glenn appears at 04:15.)
Speaking of Great Balls of Fire, here’s the next best thing to The Killer. Jason D. Williams pounds the ivories with Sticks McGhee‘s 1947 classic “Drinkin’ Wine Spo-dee-o-dee.”
Spodiodi was street slang for chipping in for a cheap bottle of fortified wine in a brown paper bag and sharing it with your buddies. Urban Dictionary says “Spodiodi” is a glass of wine spiked with bourbon. Nah.
BTW, Sticks McGhee was the brother of Brownie McGhee, who partnered with harmonica player Sonny Terry known for his harmonica whooping. “Key to the Highway” was covered by many, including what’s his name. That famous British guy. You know. That guy.
Here’s some Easy-On-The-Ear-Holes stuff from The Yonder Mountain String Band. They need some authentic whooping in my opinion. Maybe even some eefin.
Have a great weekend, folks, and be glad that you’re not in Turkey.

Electric eel leaping out of a tank to shock a fake alligator head [via].
Woman from San Diego has been banned from visiting over 21% of America.
Riding the Strandbeest bike [via].
Classic P.J. O’Rourke heresy. (Don’t get any ideas, kids.)
PNBHS Haka for Mr. Tamatea’s Funeral Service is still an excellent tribute.
“100 Years” is a movie scheduled for release in 2115. The idea is to purchase metal tickets and pass them on to your descendants.
“…We can be rich in cotton and mining metals, and silk worms, and we can make things, things cars, the machine can make it for us; and we can have the community, and city, in San Francisco; and we can make things and put them in the store. On the East Coast they have slaves and believe in slavery and made in China…” She has it all figured out.

When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
Read it in its entirety, and then read it to your children.
Big Daddy‘s take on Springsteen’s “Dancing in the Dark” is pure awesome. Check out their mashup of the Beatles’ Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band – you’ll love it. You might even be able to find a clean download somewhere before it’s gone (hint hint nudge nudge).
Then there’s this Big Daddy I never heard of. Pure brilliance happens within the first 60 seconds. See how long you can stand it before you click on
this. The Big Bad Voodoo Daddy Mugs mug too much, but their music is retrohot.
Nice drivin’ acoustic blues by Big Daddy Wilson, live at the Bluesmoose Café 14 March 2012, featuring
Big Daddy Wilson – vocal & percussion
Roberto Morbioli – Guitar
Detlef Blanke – Bass.
Whoa Mama! There’s a long weekend coming up. Have a great one, and be back here tomorrow if only because we told you to.

[Found at the University of California website.]