The subject matter is not suitable for some children, nor is it intended for adults ages 18 and over. While visiting 'Ask Ian' we ask participants to please refrain from using discretion, as it will only make matters worse.
You know that feeling you get from your favorite pair of old jeans? That feeling you get when you put them on fresh out of the dryer? That feeling you get sliding them on without wearing panties? Yeah…that was this night. Bobby was in the bar…the room felt like crushed raspberry ice slush…like grape coloured […]
The day had already started off Strange. My friend Armine picked me up. There was no way in Hell that we could spend all day at the Folk Fest because we both knew that iAN + Sun + Alcohol = Passed Out Cold like a Knob. I would have missed Spindrift’s show that was going […]
In Los Angeles in a parking lot i sit in an obscure car I look at those Palm trees..those tiny redextrious light blood headed flowers..there is a crow bending on the wind and celestial sonic women asking me for zippo fire There are birds in yellow and Ocean dressed girls..the sounds of strawberries sugar cutting […]
Jesus Christ man, the jobs I’ve had. I worked with two young flaming lips named Eric & Logan…our boss was the lead singer of black gasoline and he loved it when with my help we forged money from the till to have drankin’ money…E & R saved my sorry ass when i was too hung […]
i remember when I was a little kid and I was off to my first day in school. i had a little red box chok full of pencils, crayons and what not…and a little dog rug to nap on… I loved the smell of gasoline, I thought Abe Lincoln was the man I saw at […]