us foolz

Tailgater karma

 Tailgater karma just happened in front of us. Some donkey was weaving thru traffic and ended up magnificently clipping this silver car in front of us. It cut thru that glass and plastic like butter. Very entertaining sound. It happened because Silver car got break checked and had to stop. Weaver was moving way too close and fast to pass. PIEYOW! It was satisfying seeing an arrogant driver get a black eye but Silver car didn't do anyone any harm. After the collision there was still a lot of road before anyone could pull over. Weaver's grill was broke so it moved really slow so we got to be in that awkward parade for awhile. Glad to be in some kind of parade.

Solved a mystery. hairline illusion

Solved a mystery. Way back during child custody hearing days I lost a lot of hair. Got my kid visitation and it grew back...then different hair fell out ala`nature.

I love all metamorphic changes so I look on it with fascination. I didn't understand why my hairline suddenly looked fuller again much like when I got to see my kids. Olive "Looks like your head has been getting some sun." That's what it was, my scalp was Covid white for a long time. Took a tallbiker riding by to get that perspective I guess. I'm going back inside. I'm fundamentally a night time clown. I react to sunlight the way Olive reacts to spiders "Get it off me!." I loved when my kids were little and the Tehano familia came to visit. Cloudy day at the zoo. As soon as the sun comes out all the Texans get under cover and all the Oreganos go out into the brightest part.

I had an unorthodox way of beating alcoholism

. My kid was 6 or so and was mad at me one morning for how I acted the night before. She had gotten old enough to recognize I didn't have a consistent personality. Her angry face was enough, I stopped that moment. I was grumpy for a year after that but I did have weed, massage, clown house responsibilities, sensual stuff and painting rubber chickens to keep me on track. The biggest thing that cemented me beating the beast was I started bartending. It was in my interest to be sharp. Also every day I would deal with behaviors that I use to inflict on others. I can't recommend that "Program" to anyone. A lot of stars have to align for anyone to follow my track. What are the best ways others quit? My friend asked me to recommend a program for her grown kid here in Ptown. Does anyone know of any secular substance abuse mitigation situations? Asking for a kid of a friend.

Good luck to everyone who strives to be free of chemical bonds. My favorite side effect I noticed from sobriety is still being enthusiastically good friends with everyone I was with romantically. Eliminating really bad decisions and messy break ups does wonders for the later life when all can appreciate one another and embrace as friends.

Workplace anti afternoon slump patrol.

We are up late conniving about how to make a living with our skill set. We came up with sumpin fer da grown ups.

"2 oclock happening" Dig this: It's afternoon in the workplace, everyone had greasy carbs and sugar for lunch. By 2pm heads are starting to wobble but they need to be on their game for the big meeting. What do you do? Call clown patrol. We go in, lead some stretches, hand out water, make out with furniture, wash windows, then quickly leave.

10 min after everyone gets done discussing "What the hell was that?" Their minds will be alert and their productivity will go way up. "Thanks Clown patrol!"

We don't even have to be clowns. We can fake a lover's quarrel somewhere nearby, leaking some salty details and still get the same effect...cuz science. Take that Sleep wake stasis impulse.

Pterodactyls

 What I'm working on right now. I'm finishing up a novella based on a phantasmagorical fantasy wing of the rubber chicken universe. I had this big canvas and I was noticing that earlier paintings I made for other parts of the story had Pterodactyls in the distance. I decided to take a look in on what's going on over there. This scene isn't in the book but I wish it was. I would camp there.

Two devices I stayed away from for years. Vapes and smart phones.

 Two devices I stayed away from for years. Vapes and smart phones. I been in 2 house fires and I'm no fan of fossil fuels. Thus i'm not a fan of anything that plugs in so I try and keep the electronics down to a minimum. I have had activist ties for over 20 years and I never wanted some little tattletale pinging my location off cell towers. That fundamentally breaks security culture. 

The turning point was the Capitol riots. Trump did to his dumbest followers something I was afraid may happen to us. The phones hung those folks out to dry. Trump riled them up, told them he would be with them, used them as crash test dummies, they documented their own crimes and when it was all over 45 pardoned Bannon the guy who was in jail for ripping off Trump supporters. Trump did profound harm to me and my neighborhood but he really screwed his own people over and over again with scam after scam. I feel sorry for them. Now that the Capitol train wreck happened, my apprehension of these phones is highly diminished. I use mine all the time to take pics and post to Instagram. I used to have hundreds of insta-followers but no posts because I didn't have a phone. To be honest I still don't have a phone, this thing doesn't text or make calls. I have never seen the part that actually phones. The vape was a gift from Family. It's nice to give my old windbags a break from puffing them huge chronic jays and breathing apocalyptic forest disaster smoke. I haven't puffed anything since December.

didn't think i was gonna get a cup of coffee.

 We keep visiting our old spots like some kind of busker's cargo cult. Not crying it's very healing for things to stop. We are stoked to start stuff up again. I remember walking into this packed cafe, I had a gig in 15 min. and didn't think i was gonna get a cup of coffee. It must have been on my face because someone Yelled "Let Dingo through" and the line parted real biblical like. That was awkward. I'm the fool not the king. Another person yelled "Eff that guy" but that turned out to be my own internal monologue making fun of the situation.

Ruby chocolate

 Olive found some Ruby chocolate in the quick sale bin of the grocery mart. We saw it on the British baking show. I been waiting for some to come our way so I could make a Cannabis edible demo. I took a heaping tablespoon of vaped, herb granules, soaked them in cooking oil for two days, filtered the debris and detritus, then whammo, pot juice.The chocolate tasted like candy that's been in Grammas purse with the lipstick and perfume bottle for six years. Yuck. New plan, just dip a cookie in it and call it good.

All the paintings I did related to my novel so far. Writing inspires paintings that inspire writing.

 

My daughter brought me some weed from Montana!

 

My daughter brought me some weed from Montana! 

It's called "Tumble."

So Metal!

I love how all the metal in this yard says "Hide under me during the next lightning storm." Iv'e enjoyed it for years and I never heard tell of it getting struck. Good on em

 

plumber's club

 

1st rule of plumber's club...make sure you know plumbing before messing with some plumbing. 

2nd rule of plumber's club...don't bite your fingernails. 

the eff bees

 A few folks have mentioned to me that a point of contention amid couples and ex couples squabbling is the amount of Facebook friends the other one had. Do you win an argument by having more fb's? I can't test it here because Olive isn't much into fb. I'm not one to lose an opportunity. If you wanna pay me to get you more fb's to win an argument I can make that happen with 50 cat memes. That said, I seem to have quite a few of these FBs. If someone friend requests you and I'm the only mutual I suggest you don't do it or ask me. I don't know all these foos so my face on there shouldn't give a rando any cred.

We got our Fouchi Ouchys!

Originally we weren't s'posed to get um. Olive wasn't eligible but her other character Bumpercrop Betty was because she works for agriculture. Then Olive started poking around and realized if we go to one o them "Keep america great" counties there are so many antivaxers and science deniers there was plenty of room for us. Turns out we have been qualified a long time to get stuck. We went out to the sticks and it paid off. They let us right in. There was hardly anyone around. Our room mate is looking for one of those rural paces too. She had to go to a packed convention center. While in there one of the workers was talking to an elderly woman with a walker "Martha, you get a sticker there and a cookie here and over there are condoms...ya want some condoms Martha? Martha said "What?", "Condoms Martha.", "Condon? oh noooo." Martha laughed, I laughed. Two men beside me were speaking in Farsi I only understood one word they said "Condom."

 

kiddo got gifted a bike so Gramma took it to O&D for some air

 Hilarious. Storytime kiddo got gifted a bike so Gramma took it to O&D for some air and a check up. Front brakes gone but bendex brake works great. Testing it made me miss Zoobombing. Olive was giving a bike ride lesson when from behind us we hear "Fuck YOU!"as a car sped by us with a cyclist angrily riding after him. Everyone was quiet and looking at the kid who was paused with a puzzled expression. Then Gramma says "Welcome to the world little one."

Bank teller tears.

 Bank teller tears. A banker just teared up seeing us. It happened a lot yesterday too. Folks seem to be really glad to see us. We were almost tearing up too but because Olive's purse was stolen a few days ago. Our accout had more fees than money. We went to the bank to deal with losing all our cards and turns out my account was closed anyway because I haven't had any money in a year. We were so thrilled to give the banker an emotional reaction. "It's so good to see you two made it!" She said in a thick Japanese accent. They waived the fees. That was amazing. Olive made some friends in the hours after her purse was lifted. She was riding around 177 and Powell looking in dumpsters and shady places for her purse. That took her deep into some run down "partments. 4 youngsters ages 4-14 were watching her. She could hear them talking about her. "Who is that? What is she doing here?" Then they asked her "Say (they are all black kids) what are you doing here?" She smiled. "I'm looking for something." The kids had a quick huddle and asked another question "What you looking for?" Olive said her purse was stolen. They piped up "We will help you find it!" And with that they all ran to the dumpster. Olive was hollering "Nooo kids, please stay out of the dumpster." They continued prodding the trash until she said "Smell that? That's doo-doo." They began laughing, holding their noses and getting back. She said they still put in a lovely effort looking around. Olive didn't look like a clown but she did look like someone to know so the little girl started telling Olive all about her life and career aspirations. She really wanted Olive to stay with her and forget about all that silly dumpster purse nonsense. The 14 year old pulled out $6 and tried to hand it to Olive. "Keep your money wonderful kid." That made Olive tear up.