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Sunday, April 29, 2018

where is the tv?

Lady from the mid-west is here with her son.
Every face she makes looks like she is looking at a car accident.
I'm not holding it against her.
She doesn't owe me anything.
We were playing Dungeons and Dragons
 at the livingroom table as she explored the whole house.
She finally came to the table and asked
 "Where is the TV? There isn't a single TV in the house."
We all looked at each other comfortable in the fact that we are fascinating enough.

"Sorry Mam, we're good."

She was the first bad review.
She thought we were loud and had no TV.

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Thursday, April 26, 2018


Perfect freebox season. Hey hustlers. This is the time to hit up those free boxes. 
Portland just started Spring cleaning and treasure abounds. Olive found this nice pile to hide in. 
We got great freeboxes year round but this is the best time because usually all the stuff gets soaked in rain.
 I would be doing this classic hustle but I don't have room for stuff. 
If not I would get several garage sales worth of loot and stow it away for July. We used to do the same thing with giant dumpsterdiving troves. 
No excuse to be broke if ya got some time, space and initiative. 
Rock on Happy Hunting. 

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

You rock Radio cab.

 We had a German newsreader staying with us. 
She managed to befriend Olive and asked her to help arrange a 4 am cab to the airport. 
She gave Olive all the deets in broken English and Olive made the call. 
Radio cab was so nice to Olive.
 I could hear the radio cab lady telling Olive "4am is only a few hours so get some sleep ok?" Olive said she would and she did. 
Thanks Radio cab
.

Monday, April 9, 2018

We got home today soaked and face melted after rocking a party appearance.

We got home today soaked and face melted after rocking a party appearance. 
We could have worn raincoats but we purposely don't. When folks in traffic see us drenched in bad weather they lose their minds. 
People honk, yell and encourage us the entire commute. Normally they only do that for most of our commute. 
It's a profound delight to make those folks so happy. 
We do pick our moments and do this sparingly. 
The gear and threads can only take so many torrents. 
Also this is how George Washington died. 
He got sick after a long horse ride in the rain. We ain't going down like that. 
All warm and dry now. 
Hope you are too.





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Leaving the house is always fun when my boy is around.

He is 12. Old enough to be home alone.
I tell him,
 "Olive and I are going to the hardware store, Be back soon. You are in charge."
 Then I give him extended instructions.
 "Guard the house with your life, if you die, 
then my bike is in charge, 
if the tallbike perishes then my guitar is third in command." 
By now he is grinning as he asks what if the guitar dies. 
"No problem, We will be back by then Sport, thanks for looking out." 
We take sentry duty real serious around here.

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Thursday, April 5, 2018

Meanwhile...we couldn't make it to a personal appearance. They asked Olive to make them a giant balloon Narwhal instead.







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Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Eavesdropping on my boy

My son is having a sleepover with his fellow 12 year old, a dude called "Skunk"".
Last night they suddenly stopped before ascending the stairs and my boy says "Skunk, do you smell a real skunk?
He replied "I do but the chances of a real skunk being in this house is remote at best. I think it's Marijeewanna. The scent is virtually identical."
They were standing next to my coat.
I wanted to disagree but if it smells like a skunk...