Rod gives me the shaft.

It’s Rod Stewart, the Rod Stewart, and he’s not happy to say the least that we weasels ‘pretended’ to be with the band and got seated in his VIP lounge. I never pretended to be anything in my life, sir – almost all the times in my mostly lamentable past that I’ve been treated like royalty were usually huge misunderstandings, and not exactly my fault. One person’s unshaven scrimshanker is another person’s rock star flunkey I always say, and the doorman’s mistake, not mine.

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We're planting our flag in Newport.

We're planting our flag in Newport.

Cities have a fantastic opportunity to turn their citizens into literal flag wavers.
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April 02, 2020 — Johnny Mustard
It's all Greek to me.

It's all Greek to me.

Trying hard to decipher the Rosetta Stone and the Corona Virus.
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March 30, 2020 — Johnny Mustard
Laughter is the best medicine.

Laughter is the best medicine.

The cure for cabin fever is sometimes worse than the disease.
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March 22, 2020 — Johnny Mustard

We'd Rather Be( Insta)Grammatically Correct.