We gotta be clowns even when couple are in a bad way.

Downstairs a couple are having a gnarly argument. 
The two Canadians in the other room left early. We woke to the tell-tale sounds of a bitchfest complete with door slamming and banging around.
Olive came up from downstairs with a decadent smile. 
She whispered,  "That couple are bicker fighting, it's heated."
Then it became the fun challenge. 
How do we put our clown drag on while a couple who are not having a good vacation are having it out in the same hallway?
I wish we had time to get involved. 
That would be entertaining but we gotta go to work.
After stalling as long as possible we went downstairs to face the music.
They decided to do the hiding thing.
That's cool.
We could hear them but we still have no idea what they look like or anything about them.
They were gone when we got home so I guess we will never know what the big deal was.

The first couple I met here a while back had a similar situation ...but... different.
They were up from the Bay Area for a wedding.
I got home from clowning and went to the backyard for some good old  "4:20 safety meeting."
The couple joined me.
I warned them that it's strong.
As we get to know each other I see the effects are effecting them. They were giggling less and looking at me suspiciously.
I have a crazy high tolerance so I was fine. They however, were realizing that they were smoking out with a clown.
They looked creeped out as they dashed off to their room.

20 min. later I'm in the brekky nook, wiping out some fruity pebbles. I heard muffled shouting but that would be none of my beezwax. Pebble on!
Suddenly the dude walks out and asks, "Did Jacky come by here?"
I did seem to see a blurred flash go by between slurps of my milk candy.
 I looked out the window, motioning for him to look. 
Across the street his GF was standing there crying by the neighbor's garbage can.
As he sees her his phone starts ringing.
It's her.
He walks to the edge of our driveway and has a lovely argument on the phone... with her standing across the street.

I was rivited, watching the nature documentary.
They had it out, looking right at each other still on the phones.

I'm sorry they were having a hard time but the visuals of the scene were very comical.
It would have been so dramatic had there been traffic.
There wasn't any traffic.
Vacations aren't all gravy.
They got it together and soon joined me in the back for round two, and three etc.
I'm here to help.

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Owner of the house next door is a total tool.

The family renting next door has moved away.  The little boy who lived there said he would be very sad moving away from the clowns. That is hilarious because in the year we been here he has never said a word to us.

We hear the owner of the place was not so pleasant and we found that out when he came over and demanded we remove all gardening-ness from his property. That means everything to the right (in his mind) had to go. The reality is that he has a crappy slightly fallen fence that he refuses to take down even tho mother nature has partly done that job for him. This fence only lines up a few feet from his house. So there's an argument to be made that our garden is still on our side... 

Nonetheless we are happy to chat with his grumpy self and he won't have it. 

I gave him the stinkeye because he was rude to the Inn Keeper here.

This guy was playing with fire in that respect.

Olive and I guard the Inn Keeper fiercely.

His plan, now that the fam moved out, is to fix the house up and sell it so he can go bring his version of sunshine to Arizona. 

(Sorry Arizona. I know your state is already packed with total tools).

Looks like this fence is about to go after all. Anyway, let's keep trying to get along y'all. Tear down the fences! 

cannabis safari

Having my morning coffee and doobie tonight on the porch. 
A couple from Japan who are staying at our place just walked up from an evening on the town.
I felt a bit self conscious stinking up the place. 
We hadn't met and I know the pot is highly illegal in Japan. 
They quickly put me at ease. 
Dude gives me the slow smile and nod then pulls out a spliff of his own. 
They are here for a cannabis safari. 
LOL. 
I hear they got a few Portland themed shops over in Japanistan. My new friends are all loaded up with Kush, Voodoo donuts, and coffee fun.

garden girl!

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