LAST NIGHT IN AMERICA, WE WERE SUPPOSED TO PUT OUR CLOCKS SOMEWHERE. I PUT MINE IN THE MICROWAVE.

MARS IS VISIBLE
http://www.space.com/spacewatch/051028_mars_close.html

"Reality, I suggested, might be merely what each one of us says it is. Does that idea make you feel lonely, Mr. Cornelius?" - Michael Moorcock

ALL OUR YESTERDAYS 1
I had said that I would shut up about the fate of the alternative press for the moment but synchronicity don’t play that. In my web wanderings I discover this feature from Playboy, August 1967, when the bunnymag discovered the underground press and marveled at it.
http://www.trussel.com/lyman/brackman.htm

ALL OUR YESTERDAY’S 2
Feeling that I should be even au courant on coming plagues and pestilence, I was reading up on chicken flu and learned there was a "pandemic" in 1968. Damn me, but I didn’t notice. I mean, I recall the shootings of Bobby Kennedy and Martin Luther King, and the Chicago riots, and even the Deviants making disposable, but I somehow missed the pandemic. Too loaded? Or maybe a combo of meth, reefer, whiskey and cigarettes are just the perfect innoculation?

A BRACE OF MUSIC RELATED BLOGS/SITES PRESENTED WITHOUT COMMENT...
http://theworldsamess.blogspot.com/
http://thepiratebay.org/details.php?id=3375718

The secret word is Unnatural