The Catshit Café sprung up one summer in the front yard of John and Cleveland. Entirely unsanctioned by the Public Health Department, Fire Department or any other Arcata government agency and named after the abundantly fertilized front lawn also know as the dining terrace, one could stop by during the day, order a meal from the inventive, always changing menu, be served on the wooden picnic table out front and pay whatever price you wanted.
On the front porch of the Catshit with its two proprietors.
Directions.
Attentive service and never a bad meal at the Catshit Cafe. Just watch where you step.
The good old days.
The late great Horace Tapscott commissioned my dear friend Heather Benton to take a series of portraits. He used one for this poster. Heather has taken photos of a number of jazz greats.
A knitting explosion hit Arcata one year spearheaded by Judith. Invitations to join the revolution were often left at my front door. Despite the intimidating and often strong-arm tactics of this shadowy knitting cult, I managed to avoid indoctrination.
Knitting enthusiast Judith, 2nd from left, practices her craft during a performance of her band Judy and the Loadies. Notice the zombie-like carriage and blank stares of the well-dressed subordinates to her left, obviously helplessly held in thrall by the mechanical rhythm of knitting needles ritualistically clicking together—an ancient dark art of mind control known to and mastered by only a small clandestine cadre of practitioners.
The allure of world-domination is an enticing one
Great flyer. Two great artists.
Flyer Aaron made for this seminal cassette compilation he put together.
Dishwasher Pete, an aficionado of Mac and Cheese and frugal diner, exhibited his collection of boxes nationwide. The first showings were conceived in Arcata.
Flyer for the second exhibition.
Luke Batten poses in front of the Mac and Cheese wall of fame. This photo was a precursor of things to come as later, Luke started a bicycling blog that eventually became a business.
