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The Grammys: 2012. 1. When was the last time Brian Wilson and Paul McCartney were in the same building? That was pretty darn cool. A nice moment for all of us in the geezer gallery. Hope they got a chance to hang out backstage, smoke a doob, and shoot the shit. Yeah, sure they did. 2. Adele and Kelly Clarkson—living proof you don’t HAVE to be an ultra skanky ultra-babe to be a female singing star these days. Which is nice. 3. The guys doing the sets stole the freakin’ show. The technical production for the performances was insanely brilliant and brain-boggling. Wow. 4. Never has a musical genre been so dependent on its fans being totally high than dubstep. Just sayin’ …

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Yes, I still think the Mittster is gonna get the call to take on Barack, but obviously Rick Santorum ain’t done yet after his recent Tuesday Trifecta in Minnesota, Missouri and Colorado. So it’s still fair to note what Santorum said recently about contraception in America. “Many of the Christian faith have said, well, it’s OK, contraception is OK. It’s not OK. It’s a license to do things in a sexual realm that is counter to how things are supposed to be.”

OK, Rick. Fine. Way to get that Neo-Puritan thing revved up. But I’m guessing you just kissed that tantric yoga vote goodbye, amigo.

Please, Republicans. Please nominate this guy. Please?

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The Burnal Equinox approacheth, the B.E. being the day from which it’s six months until the first day of B-Man. This year’s B.E. is Feb. 27 and the massive ticket c.f. is now in full swing. What can one do?

Well, the first thing one can do is nothing. Don’t flip out. There’s plenty of time for that. And by all means, don’t bend over and flash the Visa on Ebay, Stubhub, Vivid and the like. Those fiends are already charging $700 to $2,000 for a ticket, so you might as well take a deep breath, kick back, and see how this all plays out.

One thing for sure is that the B-Man folks are just as distraught, embarrassed, and weirded out about all of this as you are. They will earnestly try like hell to make lemonade out of this Dumpster full of lemons. A Dumpster that was created, ironically enough, by the new lottery system that was supposed to be a solution, not a problem. I mean, way to double demand for an event that’s gonna be a sellout anyway!

Oh, well. Hindsight and all that. But the bizarre truth is every major theme camp of Black Rock City is now running around with its thongs/skivvies/boxers around its ankles and a wad of glow sticks stuck up the tailpipe of its $65,000 art car. Oops! Next week, a look at some ideas of repair that are sure to be ignored. For example, say “never mind!” and declare a do-over. More to come, so stay stuned.