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Ruby Montana was originally known as Montana Camp, and was established in the 1870's. In 1909, Julius Andrews (as she was then known) made an application for a post office, and the town oficially received the name of Ruby on April 11, 1912. At one time more than 300 people called Ruby home, and it operated a school and store. The town's mines drew Lead and Gold until 1941.
On the road to Montana, I finally caught up with Boom Ball Squaw, The Sands' tireless ambassador to the most far-flung corners of the world, pictured here in her base camp The Rockway Institute.
Barrelling through the mysterious and sacred Indian grounds of Montana, Rube hit a warp in the space time continuum (Ruby is subject to these things) and was whoosed away to a certain fast food emporium in a certain Midwestern state where she ran into a certain Sander who looks to be all of 14 years old.
While the rest of you idle away by the pool, Sander Peaches Chekouras is hard at work helping OJ find "the real killer." Since his acquittal, OJ has tirelessly scoured golf courses worldwide looking for a one armed man -- no wait, that's someone else -- looking for the real meanie who ruined his life. Peaches never steps onto a golf course without thinking she might encounter the crime of the century, although that's usually her golf partner Joanie's score.
Thanks to cub reporters in the field (Brian Brock and David Staskowski) I found this fabulous photo of Dina Martina in Provincetown for the summer taking the place by storm.
Barry is heading for LA...he packed up his studio on Saturday...he feels the kind of art work he does is greatly appreciated in LA and longs for that audience. We wish he and his wonderful spirit well. One of the nicer guys around. Bye bye Bar...we will miss you, Hon.



When you are feeling sorry for yourself...remember this is Shirley Bassey at 70...cub reporter Stephanie Joret tipped me off...great performance...

Okay, now we're talkin' full blown on both counts.

Run out and see this film immediately. Marian Cottilard is genius. Academy award material here.
Katie and Kristin riding wild noodles and staying cool in Ruby's pool at The Sands...reading a favorite novel.
Sander Beau Jolie celebrates his first Birthday...and takes a break from Blue Ribbons. Dea Holt and Lauren Fortune are the proud sheppards of this ball of energy. What a beauty. I think Beau said he wanted The "They Run With Poodles Don't They" Suite...

Bev ain't no mo. Gee, we loved her. Dig this, it's so true: