O&D rubber chicken paintings 2020

Dead Kennedys - Kinky sex Makes the World go Round

The box.

Someone who lives a our house bought a painting from a clown on the other side of the country (whom we have never heard of) . When it arrived we all were delighted that the painting I needed to mail out of state fits perfectly and already has confetti. I just mailed it out. Also the person who bought our painting was a clown and The clown who put all those groovy punk rock basslines in the Pepto Dizmal band. So the box came from a clown, was used by another clown and then shipped to a clown. Big thanks to the superfan housemate who buys things from clowns. It's the clownee circle of life. Thanks for keeping all our wheels on the ground patrons!

Mythology.

For a long time I have been studying how history treats the heroes and villains of old. How twisted will the current players stories be? The Captain of the Titanic had songs about him saving babies before going down with the ship but no songs about how he drove the ship almost at full speed while ignoring over 100 iceberg warnings. HAHAHA! I wouldn't want to write that song, that's depressing. "Women and children first" Fun fact: About as many men from first class (54) survived as children (55) in third class didn't survive. But that could be because they were at the bottom of the boat. I used the Titanic as a punchline during some of our kid shows a few years ago. Olive griped me out a bit for mentioning that disaster in front of the kids. I was so delighted she gave me the chance to legitimately ask "Too soon?" That was delicious.

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Strange bedfellows.

Chilly wakening today. I love it. Fall is great weather for the cuddling game. But before my eyes opened, before my tentacles found her tentacles,

I was reminded of waking up decades ago in the Gulf Coast where I'm from. That is my country and I melt into that environment easily.

I was remembering one morning waking up somewhere off I-10 in Louisiana. I had been hitchhiking to nowhere in particular (looking for Portland but didn't know where or what Portland was).

I woke to a chilly misty morning in the bayou: wonderful trees and smells, very little traffic, and alligators were all around me.

There were zero alligators when I put my sleeping bag on the ground the night before.

Now, there were two on one side of me and another behind me near the road. None of them had breakfast tacos for me and due to their blood needing to warm up, I luckily wasn't a breakfast burrito for them. I slowly gathered my things, wished them a good morning and happy hunting, then bailed. After that my strategy was all about finding buildings and rest stops and sleeping on the rooves.

It took a long time to trade up from cuddling a gator to cuddling a fox.

Croptober report: We just gave Karl a haircut.

 Croptober report: We just gave Karl a haircut. 

I was just gonna start lopping but then realized this is a job for the Rootbeer. 

She doesn't partake but she loved the process. She is great with details and she notices everything.

 Big thanks to James and Jessica who gifted me this plant I named Karl (after Kamakazi Karl.) 

J&J gave me 4 plants. Two I passed on to others and one became a male so that left me with good ol Karl. I love posting this stuff because I get great info. In the comments of an earlier post I learned that it's not necessary to wash the buds after they lived in those fire conditions of last month. I also learned from Kyle 

"You didnt upcut/lollipop that hard, you could just cut all the colas out and give it 2 more weeks for the popcorn to fatten up a bit"  so that's what we did. Thanks Farmer Jay, Kyle and everyone else who shares the cultivation information.  :)

I got invited to a "U pick" ganja harvest.

It was a riot filling my bike up and riding home thru sePortland. Everyone was rocking masks but still could tell some weed was afoot. It smells divine. We spent a couple of hr.s trimming and hanging buds like laundry. Happy Croptober

I was an undocumented taxpayer for a long time.

 I have always been a citizen but I spent a decade hitch hiking around the country with no ID. I would get jobs in towns and work them until someone got tired of asking for my ID. Instead of getting ID I would just vanish to another town. All the info was correct I just paid but never collected. I would have to ask fellow employees to deposit my check and give me the money. Often I couldn't have gotten mail anyway. I stayed in squats and even a drainage culvert. Good times.

made a friend. This person bought a painting from us. :)

We haven't put clown paint on for a long time. It's great to be able to use white towels again but our clownistry is where our heart is.

Can't wait to get back to crowds.

We still get to make folks happy, just one at a time. lol.

We used to pay the bills with performing/busking supplemented by selling rubber chicken paintings.

Now we shifted to paintings and sewing projects keeping our tires on the road. Rubber chicken paintings started out as something for Dingo to do with his hands after quitting drinking in 2004.

Nobody was more surprised than he when folks started buying and collecting them.

Now there are hundreds of them all over the country from Alaska to Florida.

This morning we got to meet someone as she picked up our latest painting.

It was swell trading life stories.

Lots of folks asked us to make a book of Rubber chicken paintings. We don't know anyone in the publishing business and can't cover a self publish that would do it justice. Someday. Till then we are more than happy to visit our characters and patrons. :)

The painting. Red Riding Regulator, Operation "Goodies interdiction" : It's a few years later. The ancestors of the Big Bad Wolf have started a trucking company.

Deep in the back paths of the Forgotten Forest Lupus Logistics transport goodies on giant gastropods. The beasts don't need to be steered because they can never leave the path. For giant snails they move very quickly. They have bioluminescent patches on their necks that serve as headlights but actually see through eye stocks.

An ancestor of Red Riding hood has gone into civil service stopping and inspecting traffic. Occasionally the wolves are stopped and checked for contraband goodies from Grandmas house. The last thing any wolf wants to do is be caught with Granny Goods. :)

 

I just finished this. "Red Riding Regulator"

it was fun to paint and it sold in only 30 min. Now I'm hanging out with it because sometimes it sucks to pass on a painting before it's even dry. Making rent $ sure works a treat to get over it. :)

rubber chiggin romp by Dingo Dizmal and the respirators

prez got rona

 Did anyone besides President Superspreader say he has the covid virus? 

He is such a liar I would expect him to claim he is sick just to avoid having to do town hall debates.