Drinking Beer From Acorn Cups All Day Long - Huzzah!

Bardo Pond - Dose: The Singles (1994-96)

The blue-eyed cat peered curiously from out of the vivid yellow rose bush, white fur sleek in the hot sun. It was fat and content and well-fed and chose to ignore the taunting of the squirrels, who had organized a polka-masquerade in the far corner of the garden. The squirrels were spiteful creatures, the cat knew; they hated polka.