Friday's Rain

Today's Jumble 9/27

My Extensive Comics Resumé

From a site that keeps track of small-press comics, here's the entry on Paul Hehn.

I was thinking about Top Shelf comics just the other day, when Amy and I were in Powell's Books on Burnside. One of the first issues of TOP SHELF included a really stupid cartoon of mine called "Stinky and Pinky." At Powell's I saw a comic book for sale -- comix in that indie style -- called "Pinky and Stinky." And whaddya know, it was published by Top Shelf Comics!

I'm not under any illusions, mind you... I know that Ben Franklin was the first one to rhyme stinky with pinky, and it's all public domain now.

And anyway, I could be wrong. It could be that MINE was called "Pinky and Stinky" and the new one is called "Stinky and Pinky."

The Van

I met with Greg this morning over at his Hawthorne Street restaurant and we walked from there up and around Mt. Tabor. It was a beautiful morning. Lots of birds, but nothing too unusual.

I took this photo of the van, parked a block up from the Hawthorne Street Fish House. Driving around in it you forget how colorful it is. Inside it's not colorful at all.

Biting Satire (FYI)

Celebrating yet another anniversary of the war in Iraq, America in the year 2052.

Water and Rocks

I took too many photos of our stream this morning.

Today's Jumble

Oh, That CNN

I turned on the TV news to an alert in eastern Texas because some death row inmate escaped and killed a guard on his way out. I didn't have the sound on, but the visuals were amusing. Aerial shots of lone cops on horseback, aerial shots of open fields, long distance shots of the prison the guy broke out of... but no photo of the guy they are hunting. A little bit into it they finally flash the face of a bald guy in a suit, and my first thought was "he doesn't LOOK like a killer." Then I see the small-ish print below the photo -- identifying the guy as CNN's "crime analyst" or something. So it was a photo of the guy they were talking to, not a photo of the subject of the manhunt. Good thing I can read the TV from three feet away, or I'd be nervously looking at all bald guys in suits.

If I were in eastern Texas, I mean.

Or, as some media like to report it, "East Texas," as if it's a separate entity from Texas. Even though you never hear or see a reference to East Idaho (for example). Those Texans, they have a whole differnt way of doing things.

Eastern Promises

Last night we went to see the new David Cronenberg movie, Eastern Promises, starring Viggo Mortensen and Naomi Watts. Mortensen was outstanding, and the nude knife fight scene in the bath house is pretty intense. He's no Borat, of course, but he's a tough-lookin' little cuss, what with them Rooshian tattoos and all.

Sunday