
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
Happy Birthday to The Coral Sands Experience; Rock On, Blog Nation

It was twenty years ago today!
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It was one year ago today that Peaches Chekouras and Ruby Montana sat down at the Green Formica table and launched the blog you are reading now. Here's the first post for you sentimental types (hi, David!):

This is the kitchen clock at The Coral Sands. You'll find most of the after hours action in the kitchen of The Sands at the Green Formica table.
C'mon in!
C'mon in!
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Ain't it the truth. Of course, we quickly posted photos of Lola and Dusty, Ruby's dad Mel. From there we followed the shenannigans of Ruby and her many pussy posses, boy toys, heroes, winos, artists, gods, and madmen. It's been a fabulous year with over 17,000 visits to the blog thus far and it looks like we'll scream past the 20K mark before 2007 yields to the New Year.
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The blog is, of course, thrilled to be a Scorpio, following in the foot steps of several notable Sanders, including our own Ruth Warren, Margaret "Peaches' Sister" Morwood, a certain Mr. Staskowski and many, many more.
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Thank you for being readers, cub reporters, R U Hip game players, contributors of photos, and, most of all, THANK YOU FOR BEING SANDERS. My world is empty without you, babe.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Dr. Montana, I Presume?

On this day in history, November 10th, 1871, journalist and explorer Henry Stanley found Dr. David Livingstone in the heart of darkest Africa--deep in the Congo. Dr. Livingstone's European colleagues had not seen or heard from him in years; not since he walked into the jungle seeking the source of the Nile. Five years later, Mr. Stanley found the doctor and introduced himself with the now famous remark, Dr. Livingstone, I presume?
In the picture above, intrepid explorer Peaches Chekouras catches up with Dr. Ruby Montana deep in the Paris Metro system. Using the famous "one arm" approach to photography, Peaches captures the good doctor on her way to Pere Lachaise Cemetery--a trip of its own.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Happy Birthday Joni, give us all the courage

This Place
by Joni Mitchell
Sparkle on the ocean
Eagle at the top of a tree
Those crazy crows always making a commotion
This land is home to me.
I was talking to my neighbor
He said, "When I get to heaven, if it is not like this,
I'll just hop a cloud and I'm coming right back down here
Back to this heavenly bliss."
You see those lovely hills
They won't be there for long
They're gonna tear 'em down
And sell them to California
Here come the toxic spills
Miners poking all around
When this place looks like a moonscape
Don't say I didn't warn ya...
Money, money, money...
Money makes the trees come down
It makes mountains into molehills
Big money kicks the wide wide world around.
Black bear in the orchard
At night he's in my garbage cans
He's getting so bold but no one wants to shoot him
He's got a right to roam this land.
I feel like Geronimo
I used to be as trusting as Cochise
But the white eyes lies
He's out of whack with nature
And look how far his weapons reach!
Spirit of the water
Give us all the courage and the grace
To make genius of this tragedy unfolding
The genius to save this place.
Copyright © 2007; Crazy Crow Music
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