Shine On, Brother Duffy, Shine On

though it's been two years since we lost our compadre,

agent duffy is still very much in our minds,

and very much in our hearts.

we miss you, my brother...

in a BIG way...

There's A New Bandita In Town

three cheers for Samantha Bandolera who joined the fray on Wednesday, January 18.

sista bojon hopped on the train just after noon and is greatly looking forward to the ride.

mom and bebe are doing great and both were thankful for a relatively smooth delivery.

the little chiquita entered the soiree ready for action with her umbilical cord flung over her shoulder bandoleer style (an occurrence enthusiastically called out by the delivery doc). no shots were fired, but tequilla shots were ordered, and a middle name was inspired.

and the banditos of the world did rejoice...

lady bojon was thrilled to welcome her baby sista and already is making plans for a tropical spring break.

all is well in the kingdom!

Johnny Dangerous Goes Abroad

johnny dangerous and sista robyn spent the last two weeks jet setting through switzerand and spain.

how very bojon of them.

the two adventure seekers sent in the following pics:

snowriding in Lenzerheide, Switzerland...

johhny dangerous on location in Tossa Del Mar...

rockin' robyn and a fort by the sea...

standard issue european church from, like, a long time ago...

POHNDORF! seeking her knight in shining armor...

johhny dangerous posing as that knight...

ms. robyn seeking a city of her own...

agent dangerous: ancient path to bojon was paved in stone...

Bojon Winterland

check out field agent Howie Lonestar surveying the scene in the great northwest.

GPS coordinates had agent lonestar somewhere between bend, oregon and weed, california taking in a view of Mt. Shasta with a killer landscape framing the scene behind him.

rumor has it that this shot was snapped by a topless snowbunny who was somehow able to elude lonestar's grasp, leaving only the camera behind.

better luck next time, my good man. keep fighting the good fight!

A Modest Cub Prawl

not sure if we were crawling to the '05 finish line or crawling to the '06 starting gate, but a cadre of hooligans jumped the gun on new years festivities by stringing together a spirited pub crawl on dec. 30th.

our path took us from the upper haight down into the lower haight spilling into hayes valley and finally ending up south of market.

venues along the way were:

- Murio's Trophy Room
- Hobson's Choice
- Marting Mack's
- Club Deluxe
- Molotov's
- Mad Dog in the Fog
- Rickshaw Stop
- Mr. Smith's

rules were minimal and the timeline for each stop was variable. sometimes we had one brew and split; other times we had three mixed drinks and chilled. sometimes we talked smack to the locals; other times we kept it tight.

the best bar along the way was probably Rickshaw's on Fell. we had our groove pretty well on at that point, and our enthusiasm was well received by the staff. a few gratis rounds later, we were... well, boisterous.

most unique stop went to the impromtu pow wow we had on someone's stoop in the lower haight. not sure what brought it on. or how long we were there. but fun was had.

by the time we rolled into mr. smith's on 7th street, the wheels were getting a bit squirely, and the hinges were loosening.

but this being our last stop, and the collective buzz being strong, we just rode things out. perhaps made a few friends. perhaps lost a few. time elapsed in freeze frames until somebody said last call.

wow, already?

shout out to agent lockwood for conceiving of this merriment. just what the doctor ordered. sort of like the prospect 13. but different...