Good Grief!


My living room is home to thousands of obscure and hard hitting funk monsters. There's a section for library records, a section for hoctor/statler records, a section for school band funk . . . But when Monk-One stops by, all he seems to want to hear are piquant waltzes, fox trots and box steps. Who am I to deny this blockhead his fix of Charlie Brown jazz?

MERRY X-MAS