Bremerton 1992

‘This thing is a Thneed.
A Thneed’s a Fine-Something-That-All-People-Need!’ – Ted to the Lorax

Driving while listening to Danny Bonaduce on the radio is not for the faint of heart.  Not because Danny’s scary, mean, or says fuck a lot. It’s more that he’s not selling doughnuts with Kim Kardashian at Top Pot — on 5th Ave. — just past Blanchard.

A wise woman once said, “you can’t tune in to Bonaduce and expect an Al Roker.”
No truer words have ever been misinterpreted.

So I tuned my radio in to the BJ Shea Morning Experience!  It was like searching for Al Roker…and all I found was Bonaduce.

So I tuned my radio to Bob Rivers, Joe, and Spike.  It’s true what God and Maura Gallucci once should have said…we can’t all be Ricker, but we can all be a bit like Bonaduce.

So I turned off the FM radio and turned the Soundgarden on.
Head banging like I was in Bremerton-1992 again.
Troubles ignored.
The wars, momentarily re-forgotten.
Your bills unpaid
Are mine.

Evidently, it would seem, that Bonaduce isn’t so much the problem.

The Thneed’s need knitting…so knit them we will.