Not quite raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens....but our favorite things still mean something special to us, each for a very different reason.

Purple smoke has appeared from the chimney of Pickled Priest's home office, which can mean only one thing: Habemus Mixtapum! We have a new mixtape!!

So you thought you were better at wasting time than the Pickled Priest, eh? Think again.

Ah, 1974! Another shit show year from our glorious past! Of course, that applied to almost everything but the music. The music was...