Sex Without Purity

Sending out the Agattu Island camp back in May.

So, I just bought tickets to a couple of punk shows...Bad Religion, Bouncing Souls, Off With Their Heads, Dead To Me, Cobra Skulls...it's been a long time coming.  I havent seen live music since...um...February.  Lets face it, February was a long time ago.  I would even go so far as to say that it boggles the mind.  Mind.  Boggling.  And what better way to start the fall on a positive note to go see one of the best punk rock bands of all time?  That band being, of course, Bad Religion...why, the very thought of it makes my heart go pitter-patter.

Man, its kind of a bummer to go months without getting to nerd out on bands with anybody.  Paul, who was on Buldir for two weeks, had a deep and intense love for The Clash, but other than some of our conversations most of my nerdness that Ive indulged in over the year has been firmly in the vein of birds.

Right.  I'm still kind of decompressing from the whirlwind of the last few months.  Jesus....I don't even know where to begin, really....so we'll just take it as it comes I suppose.  My underlings at the BB&B headquarters have not gotten back to their old form yet, and The Great Ornithologist Felonious Jive is always off drinking whiskey somewhere, so it will take a while.  But its great to be back!

Crested and Least Auklets loitering at Buldir Island's Main Talus, dreading the thought of being swallowed by a Glaucous-winged Gull.