Thursday, June 7, 2012

Mojo Risin'

How 'bout a little breakfast with the Doors?

“Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs.”

“I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!" Then- whoosh, and I'm gone...and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me- ever.” 

He was even badass toddler: overalls, leather jacket with fringe detail and a sombrero.