Monday, March 30, 2015

Going down the road we hear "Hey Olive and Dingo, come join us!" and without checking to even see who they are we joined them.

 Good move, it came with free Tshirts! It was a ride touring the billboards for The Pedal Powered Talk show. Good times. We had time to go with them through the neighborhood to the next billboard location. Friends were already there with BBQ bikes and vittles to share. I love that it's so easy to find something to do in Puddle town. All ya gotta do is step out the door and put your nose in something. Good luck P.P.T.S. !

Saturday, March 28, 2015

I walked into a cafe before Olive.

 Two lil dudes standing there, one knows me, the other looks at me like I'm exactly what I am A giant real live toon. His buddy let's him off the hook, "Oh that's Dingo,...he knows Santa.". I was dying laughing, I never knew I had North Pole cred.

Just finished "Angler 6" (acrylic on canvas $200 36" X 36")

Friday, March 27, 2015

We were rolling down Powell blvd. when a nice lady popped out of her house. "Wait!!!" She introduced herself and told us...

We were rolling down Powell blvd. when a nice lady popped out of her house. "Wait!!!" She introduced herself and told us...
Posted by Olive Rootbeer and Dingo Productions on Friday, March 27, 2015

Monday, March 23, 2015

Panties in a bunch

We were taking an evening stroll with our little boy.  We noticed one of the local pot clinics has closed. 
Suddenly Olive looked at the window and burst out laughing "someone was so upset they must have literally got their panties in a wad over it.

like what we do?

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Portland's "hot weather" has arrived.

Portland's "hot weather" has arrived.
 I'm not talking temperature somuch, Portland has a phenomenon where folks with bitchin bods (that they worked on all winter) come out in droves on the first nice days and create an epic driving distraction.
 I love living in a town full of confident, happy, healthy, half naked specimens running around but the hazard is real. Road danger quickly felt by tall biking clowns. 
Don't get me wrong, it's a human triumph to have a population so in shape and fine looking that even Grandmas "get some"; but if I see a hottie of any stripe trundling down the sidewalk, my first reaction is "Who else sees this? and are they gonna careen into anyone else." AKA Hot weather.
 Over many years we have learned to yield to out of state plates more for this reason. 
Most locals don't seem to notice. In fact it's a tell that they are from around here; that and standing around in the rain drinking beer.
 Note to the fella's: The sexiest thing you can comment to a lady (you don't know) about her nothing.

Guilty Olive party.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

I was at a burrito truck while Olive was in Village Merchants​ thinking global and shopping local. A little kid I recognized ran up to me. "You are Dingo right? You played my party". I shook her hand and asked where her Mom is and what is she up to. Then she said a phrase that floored me. "I'm busking!". She told me the story of how she wants a pet mouse, her folks told her she had to earn the cash herself. She already made all the bedding but still needed to huck up some scratch to buy the actual rodent. I sat with my food and noticed her Dad watching her from a little way off. I was delighted to hear her stick a pretty good version of B.Marly "Don't worry". I quickly gave her enough for two mice. The pet store is across the street. The way she was selling it, I was starting to think I may need a mouse. Back at the burrito truck the proprietor smiled to hear what was up. She told me it's hard for kids to know how difficult it is to make cash; real hard when it's always just given to them. She didn't have to tell me that. All my money comes from a tip jar as well. Good job kiddo.

Monday, March 09, 2015

Links I'm lookin at this week

planetary health bizzness

Easy answers

Great music for game night

new Bugle podcast is up.

List of folks who needed a suicide watch

a Portland blog

Olive Rootbeer sticker

My favorite  kind of photography

Olive asked if i wanted anything from the grocery store.

 Somehow "Fruitloops" fell out of my face. Later I was surprised when she produced one box of genuine over-processed milk candy. No idea why I asked for it, but not to let food coloring that so many red beetles gave their lives for go to waste, I decided just to eat the entire box in one sitting to time my G.I. tract.
I got the idea watching some French guys pouring dye in a glacial melt off to track where it comes out far below.
They used specialty water marking dye, I used cornmeal, sugar wax and food coloring.

better weather is back!

Saturday, March 07, 2015

Hey,gotta Georgia state quarter?

Ever wonder why the top left corner is cut off? That's Dade county. Before the Civil War Dade got "sick and tard of Georgia's Shillyin and shallyin" about seceding so they seceded from Georgia their damn selves. It didn't help that there is a canyon betwixt Dade and the rest of the state so you had to go through other states just to get to Georgia back then. They took it personal about not being included in the big quarter party but this clown suspects they used antiquated maps and the guva-mint being the gova-mint just didn't catch it. Now you know the one part of the U.S.A. that isn't on a quarter. smile emoticon

Friday, March 06, 2015

Ever wonder what the last play Abraham Lincoln ever saw was about?

 Here it is. We should do it. I wonder if it was good or bad for the theater group to be upstaged so. A cool thing about this play is that it's the first time a woman was allowed to be stage manager and have a genuine career. Before that, show biz was run by the sausage party.

President Carter

Never fired a shot while president. That wasn't weak, it is strength. J.C. was the only prez I ever loved. As a 3rd and 4th grader, (when not into Mad mag, Nat Geo, Penthouse and pop mechanics) I was all about Time and Newsweek and other publications and programs. Peace just broke out all around this guy; like a real life Andy Griffith. He always had 50 other solutions to world conflict rather than one crude one. The others mostly stir the hornets nest and tend to side with what's good for the military industrial complex. I liked President Carter not just because he actually cared about the entire world, not just because he keeps serving his country to this day...I also dig him because he shut the air con off the first day in the White house and served cookies and tea at meetings rather than lavish banquets. He wasn't hip to wasting the people's money on fat cats...and that really made them grumpy. I still remember all that going down so many years ago.