Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Originally uploaded by Paul Hehn
From the window of Centaur Guitar, on NE Sandly Blvd. Portland, Oregon.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Corner Dog
Corner Dog, originally uploaded by Paul Hehn.
This dog was patiently waiting outside Tuk Tuk, a Thai restaurant on NE Fremont and 43rd.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
An Accident
Because I don't care that much about my car, it wasn't a terrible thing... so I pulled over so we could mutually discuss the fact that she'd hit my car.
But I pulled over and she didn't. What I remember mostly is that she paused long enough to give me the finger.
When I got home I realized she had damaged my car more than I had thought. I took a snapshot on the fly. Yesterday I wasn't sure I wanted to post it. But here it is. Not because I want to pursue her for hit-and-run... I don't, really. But I was a little concerned that she might report ME, so I'm documenting it here.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Parking Garage
This is another shot from that day I encountered the rat and was sorta, nearly, almost asked to leave the premises.
Monday, December 7, 2009
It's a Crazy, Crazy World We Live In
Thanks to my pal, Salsa, for pointing me to this not-too-long and fascinating article about the politics and money behind the "there ain't no global warming, and even if there was it's just nature, pal!" crowd.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Going Places
This afternoon I went on a walk through the neighborhood (as usual). Although it was cold, it was sunny. I wish I'd left earlier -- I only ended up with about forty minutes of sunset light.
Five or six blocks from here is a new building/garage that will soon house a grocery store, with condos on the top floor and parking in between. I've been in the parking garage before, when they'd just finished it. I'd also been in the first floor -- soon to be Whole Foods, I'm told -- one day while I was walking by the entrance was open, so I went in and took photos like this:
Today I walked over there and went on up into the parking garage, which is open, although you get the sense it's not quite open to everyone. I took photos like this:
A scruffy construction dude in a red li'l truck came driving up through the garage, and I knew he was going to confront me. Right around the same time, I'd heard a noise in a stray garbage can as I'd walked by. I looked in to see a rat. I turned on the flash, poked the camera into the can and snapped a shot.
When I turned around the guy was right there, saying "so...taking pictures, huh?"
"Yeah," I said.
"Whaddya taking pictures of?"
"The sunset. The church."
"What for?"
"Just for fun. I don't mean to cause any problem."
There was an awkward pause. I guess he was trying to decide whether I should be kicked off the property.
I cheerfully changed the subject, pointing to the garbage can and saying, "there's a rat in there."
"A live one?" he asked, with a lot more interest than he'd shown about my taking photos.
"Oh, yeah."
He peeked in the can and so did I, but the rat wasn't visible and wasn't moving, so the guy was skeptical. I said, "I think I have a photo of it. Let's see."
He comfortably leaned over to view the camera screen with me. Sure enough:
Dude was impressed. But he then remembered the reason he met me. He clearly didn't know what to say, so I helped him out with, "would you like me to leave?"
"Uh...well..."
"I don't mind. It's not as if I want to give you any grief on a Friday night."
"Well... uh... just don't use the elevator."
"No problem."
Five or six blocks from here is a new building/garage that will soon house a grocery store, with condos on the top floor and parking in between. I've been in the parking garage before, when they'd just finished it. I'd also been in the first floor -- soon to be Whole Foods, I'm told -- one day while I was walking by the entrance was open, so I went in and took photos like this:
Today I walked over there and went on up into the parking garage, which is open, although you get the sense it's not quite open to everyone. I took photos like this:
A scruffy construction dude in a red li'l truck came driving up through the garage, and I knew he was going to confront me. Right around the same time, I'd heard a noise in a stray garbage can as I'd walked by. I looked in to see a rat. I turned on the flash, poked the camera into the can and snapped a shot.
When I turned around the guy was right there, saying "so...taking pictures, huh?"
"Yeah," I said.
"Whaddya taking pictures of?"
"The sunset. The church."
"What for?"
"Just for fun. I don't mean to cause any problem."
There was an awkward pause. I guess he was trying to decide whether I should be kicked off the property.
I cheerfully changed the subject, pointing to the garbage can and saying, "there's a rat in there."
"A live one?" he asked, with a lot more interest than he'd shown about my taking photos.
"Oh, yeah."
He peeked in the can and so did I, but the rat wasn't visible and wasn't moving, so the guy was skeptical. I said, "I think I have a photo of it. Let's see."
He comfortably leaned over to view the camera screen with me. Sure enough:
Dude was impressed. But he then remembered the reason he met me. He clearly didn't know what to say, so I helped him out with, "would you like me to leave?"
"Uh...well..."
"I don't mind. It's not as if I want to give you any grief on a Friday night."
"Well... uh... just don't use the elevator."
"No problem."
Zombie Trailer
Some of Iris's friends, filming a zombie movie. That's Iris, in zombie make-up and her famous "dragging foot" routine.
Oh, and here's Iris's Flickr page.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Christmas Cactus
We recently got this christmas cactus from Mom and Dad. Planted in 1928, it was a gift from Winnie Edmunds, called "Grandma E." She was a neighbor of ours in Wilsonville, Oregon in the early 1970s.
Grandma E was the widow of Fred Edmunds, and they started Edmunds Roses. She has a rose named after her, a tea rose called rosa wini edmunds. I remember seeing one up at Washington Park. There is a photo of one (from San Jose) here.
The year this cactus was planted, Calvin Coolidge was the president.
Grandma E was the widow of Fred Edmunds, and they started Edmunds Roses. She has a rose named after her, a tea rose called rosa wini edmunds. I remember seeing one up at Washington Park. There is a photo of one (from San Jose) here.
The year this cactus was planted, Calvin Coolidge was the president.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
The Dictionary of American History
My pal Fritz Holznagel alerted to me to this delightful find online.
Here's a screenshot:
Fritz found his, then I searched for mine and got the above result.
Years ago we both wrote several entries for The Dictionary of American History, a ten-volume reference work published by Charles Scribner's Sons. It was an interesting job, although toward then end things got a little crazy because the final edits were happening during the summer when we were in and out of town on vacation.
Anyway, up the street at the local county library they have a set. I went in to see it one time, just to look up my own name. It looked pretty official.
Now you can buy them, for petessakes, as if someone would pay up to $9 for an encyclopedia entry.
Here's a screenshot:
Fritz found his, then I searched for mine and got the above result.
Years ago we both wrote several entries for The Dictionary of American History, a ten-volume reference work published by Charles Scribner's Sons. It was an interesting job, although toward then end things got a little crazy because the final edits were happening during the summer when we were in and out of town on vacation.
Anyway, up the street at the local county library they have a set. I went in to see it one time, just to look up my own name. It looked pretty official.
Now you can buy them, for petessakes, as if someone would pay up to $9 for an encyclopedia entry.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Performance Art, 2009 Version
If you can stomach the first couple of minutes, it gets good after he chokes up the first time.
He goes on with some bizarre metaphor that our nation has been at the "wrong party."
Typically, in this metaphor it is NOT YOUR FAULT -- you were tricked into going to this party!
He longs for a "simpler" time, which presumably means when non-whites, non-straights,
non-cripples and non-males knew that staying quiet and unseen was a virtuous
and rewarding career.
And everyone had more cavities and the infant mortality rate was higher
and you could put any old poison into the river any old time you wanted to
and shoot someone in the belly if they crossed your property line
and punch them in the face if they were wearing a smile you didn't like.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
"After Hours" at Linfield College
Lyle's postcard for an upcoming show with other McMenamins artists.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Wild (?) Birds
These young birds were along the trail near the coast at Lake Sutton, north of Florence, Oregon. At first they were in the bushes, but after I stood still for a couple of minutes they came out. They didn't seem very threatened by me. But then, who is?
Monday, September 14, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Krazy Light Fights
Some photos and video of some wild entertainment in Japan, guys fighting with flourescent light tubes. Go here.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
How To Play Speed
Our instructional video on how to play the card game Speed has so far spawned several comments, some of them a little fierce.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Checking My Sites
I've got this Flickr page for photos. I also have a Picasa gallery, rather randomly organized. And I have photos on my Facebook page, too.
I also have this page for music -- but I also put photos there because at this point I can only upload one mp3 file a day.
I have a A YouTube channel.
I've got this one for comics (stupid, foul-mouthed comics, each drawn in under one minute -- or the occasional newspaper comic spoiled and befouled).
Of course, I have a Twitter account, but it's not very active. As it is I have a hard time keeping up with the Who2 Twitter account.
I probably have other ones that I can't remember. In fact, I'm really listing them here so that I can try to keep track. It's not as if they need daily maintenance, so I tend to forget what's what in between postings.
I also have this page for music -- but I also put photos there because at this point I can only upload one mp3 file a day.
I have a A YouTube channel.
I've got this one for comics (stupid, foul-mouthed comics, each drawn in under one minute -- or the occasional newspaper comic spoiled and befouled).
Of course, I have a Twitter account, but it's not very active. As it is I have a hard time keeping up with the Who2 Twitter account.
I probably have other ones that I can't remember. In fact, I'm really listing them here so that I can try to keep track. It's not as if they need daily maintenance, so I tend to forget what's what in between postings.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Old Newspapers
For the Who2 Blog this month we've started posting bits in celebration of the anniversary of the Apollo 11 mission to the moon.
I dug out the newspaper clippings we saved when we were kids and I scanned parts of them. I made a Picasa gallery here.
Noteworthy: there are an inordinate number of photos of various members of Buzz Aldrin's family -- like this one of his wife, for example:
Then there are all the articles about Ted Kennedy:
The Peanuts strip on the day of the moon landing was no big surprise, not since we see Peanuts reruns every single day anyway. And there was a story about "Minutemen" -- super-patriot nuts arrested in New Mexico with too many guns and explosives. The paper said they described themselves as "the last line of defense against communism." This is from 1969, mind you.
Most of the articles I have are from the Eugene Register-Guard, but some are from The Missoulan. I guess we must have moved to Montana in July of 1969, that's what that means.
I dug out the newspaper clippings we saved when we were kids and I scanned parts of them. I made a Picasa gallery here.
Noteworthy: there are an inordinate number of photos of various members of Buzz Aldrin's family -- like this one of his wife, for example:
Then there are all the articles about Ted Kennedy:
The Peanuts strip on the day of the moon landing was no big surprise, not since we see Peanuts reruns every single day anyway. And there was a story about "Minutemen" -- super-patriot nuts arrested in New Mexico with too many guns and explosives. The paper said they described themselves as "the last line of defense against communism." This is from 1969, mind you.
Most of the articles I have are from the Eugene Register-Guard, but some are from The Missoulan. I guess we must have moved to Montana in July of 1969, that's what that means.
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I took several photos while he remained unperturbed.
Inside was a young guy at the counter, and as I picked up my food I asked if it was his dog. It was. I knew because the guy was saggin', he had a giant hoodie on, he was sporting lots of tats and he had a skinny, fine-tuned little beard. I told him how patient the dog had been.
The guy looked reluctant to be friendly. But he said, "Yeah... he's a good boy."