Tis better to balance than receive

Do you know the muffin man?

First Verse:
Oh, do you know the muffin man,


The muffin man, the muffin man,


Oh, do you know the muffin man,


That lives on Drury Lane?

Second Verse:


Oh, yes, I know the muffin man,


The muffin man, the muffin man,


Oh, yes, I know the muffin man,


That lives on Drury Lane.

Third Verse:

Peter is the muffin man,

The Muffin Man—THAT'S WHAT I SAID!!!

Peter is the muffin man,

What's THAT THING on his HEAD?!

northern exposure!

caught in the headlights, the peter froze for just a moment before breaking left & disappearing into the santa clarita night... it was an honor to be present for such a close sighting - a once in a lifetime experience treasured by those present.

curses! foiled again!

once again the scent of marlboro lights lured us towards the sasquatch...

but then he spotted us...& made a run for it!!

trek towards oblivion...

after working hard for a former star trek luminary, peter gets illuminated by some serious sugar delivery systems.

gifts for everyone

the bounty of the seasons, made manifest on peter's head.

do note: there was tequila in there. & we didn't drink it. but that explains the odd balancing act...

peter now knows to what he aspires. more than anything else, he wants to be...

a brick balancer.

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mo' money, mo' problems

demand for new, clever head-toppings will soon eclipse peter's ability to do anything but balance things on his head. luckily enough, the click-throughs keep coming - someday soon peter will retire, balancing his riches as he rolls (his office chair) into the sunset.

Happy 3-week B-Day Daily Peter!

Meanwhile back at Peter's penthouse . . .

Radio Raheem (or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Fight the Power)

Let me tell you the story of "Right Hand, Left Hand." It's a tale of good and evil. Hate: It was with this hand that Cane iced his brother. Love: These five fingers, they go straight to the soul of man. The right hand: the hand of love. The story of life is this: Static. One hand is always fighting the other hand; and the left hand is kicking much ass. I mean, it looks like the right hand, Love, is finished. But, hold on, stop the presses, the right hand is coming back. Yeah, he got the left hand on the ropes, now, that's right. Ooh, it's the devastating right and Hate is hurt, he's down. Left-Hand Hate K.O.ed by Love. 

Beverly Hills Sasquatch

This field report is kind of hazy, but it appears to be Peter with something on his head.  Waiter Armondo Ricardo was getting off work at the Beverly Hills Hilton when "I smelled Marlbro Lights, and heard what sounded like a moose call.  I turned saw a real live Peter with something on his head.  I got this shot before he spooked, and went running up Little Santa Monica."

Peter sightings occasionally happen late at night in Beverly Hills where the locals call him "El unico que equilibra las cosas en la cabeza."  Locals often see him Sunday evenings with his family at Nate N Al's.  However recent scientific evidence points to an un-showered Larry King balancing a kishka, and not the Peter of Beverly Hills folklore.

The Daily Peter thanks Armondo for his bravery in documenting this gentle beast in his natural environ.

Peter's been bad (and needs to be punished)

I need my boot back before the Rocky Horror Picture Show starts.  Peter had other plans.  Filthy, filthy Peter.

Peter, you light up my life

When you party like Peter inevitably, by the end of the night, someone ends up with a lampshade on their head.  But few do it with such grace and dignity.  Cheers to you Peter, cheers to you.

Hello Computer

Domo arigato Mr Roboto 

Daily Peter Location Special

So what the fuck IS that on Peter's head?!?!?

He was on his 4th beer when . . .

Strong, Brown, Paper.

Cardboard--Scourge of Recyclers around the world.  Peter's head; no problem.  It even looks more manly when you see it from behind.  That's 5 pounds of corrugated balance.  Believe it!