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Ugly is Only Skin-Deep

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A real Souvenir of a Fictitious Place

A real souvenir of a fictitious place! What could be cooler, or at least, as confusing as that? The Brazen Husky is the archetypal Alaska bar. A place where red-cheeked sourdoughs gather round a roaring stove fueled with Blazo and sing the Alaska State Flag Song on one of those freezing July days. It's a chance to relive all those wild times of your misspent youth, and invent better ones! Just $25 bucks at my online store http://www.redbubble.com/shop/brazen+husky+t-shirts Order yours today, or I'll be forced to remind you that Christmas is just around the corner from Thanksgiving, which is just around the corner. And nobody wants that.

Ernie Enraged

Where are they now? Child star Ernie, once a Sesame Street mainstay, is now one of the beloved show's most vehement critics. " Know what I'm making in salary and residuals, share of merchandise bearing my likeness, etc. etc? Count, what's the number?" "ZERO! Aah-ha-ha-ha!" "Sure I started out as a puppet made of felt and hot glue, but who can imagine Sesame Street without me and the other Muppets? After more than three decades I don't even have eyebrows fer cryin' out loud! Bob is driving a Maserati, Luis has a stable of racing ponies, Maria has houses on the Costa Del Sol, and the Upper West Side. Meanwhile Oscar is still living where? In a GARBAGE CAN! Cookie Monster needs bariatric surgery, who's gonna pay for that? One of these things is not like the other, and that ain't right! Sesame Street is brought to you today by the word "screwed" and the letters "S. O. and L !"

Breaking Bert

Former child actor brings his unibrow (glimpsed in this recent selfie) to the role of villain in the next "Iron Man".

Back in the Day: A Look at the Brazen Husky from the Late 70's

Exterior Shot of The Brazen Husky at the old location near 31st and Spenard, 1977. February, about minus 11, with windchill. The doorman in this photo looks like Otto B. an Albanian transplant by way of Bethel. They had to let Otto go soon after he was hired because of a sudden and disastrous drop in revenue shortly after he was brought on. They thought he was stealing, but found out the problem was he had such a high standard he wouldn't let anyone in the club. When Otto wasn't on the door, me, my brother, Dave L. and a few other music fiends from our High School would try to sneak in. We saw Roy Buchanon, Rory Gallagher, The Holy Modal Rounders and Van Morrison on the stage there. All in one night. We also saw a three-headed bull moose with forked lightning for antlers on the way home, so it's possible that we were a bit addled by the bar smoke, which was so thick you couldn't cut it with a circular saw.