Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Hood River
We went to Hood River for one of Iris's soccer games. It was a long ways to go, but beautiful. Sunshine, wind, snow, rain, hail... we had it all. There are a lot of churches in that town.
Finch Nest
A pair of house finches is building a nest -- well, to be accurate, SHE is building the nest while he spends all day singing -- just outside the north kitchen window.
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The photo won't load... there will be others.
MFO's Band
We went to the Old Market Pub Friday night (where I used to rent space to make salsa -- for nine years!). Matt "F*n" Osborn was hosting a birthday party for his lovely wife Suzy. Matt and his band played. We had fun.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Nixon and Bikes
Saturday afternoon we were out at Delta Park for a soccer game. It was a sunny day and warm. Before the game Cleo and Amy and I walked around a little. Near the softball diamonds two boys about 9 or 10 years old went whizzing by on their bikes.
The kid in front briefly went hands-free, tossed his hands up and flashed the peace/V-for-victory sign with both hands. He shouted back to his friend, "Look, I'm Richard Nixon!"
That's weird enough, that a kid that age would be mentioning Richard Nixon. But then Cleo and I were both surprised by the kid in the back, who shouted back: "No, Nixon was a REPUBLICAN, he didn't like bikes!"
Ha!
I came home and looked up inside the internets to see if it was true that Nixon didn't like bikes. It didn't take very long to find this piece of evidence from what I consider to be a pretty reliable coloring book:
So... it turns out those kids were liars, because here you can plainly see Nixon telling the astronauts that he likes bikes. Even Nixon would not lie to an astronaut.
The kid in front briefly went hands-free, tossed his hands up and flashed the peace/V-for-victory sign with both hands. He shouted back to his friend, "Look, I'm Richard Nixon!"
That's weird enough, that a kid that age would be mentioning Richard Nixon. But then Cleo and I were both surprised by the kid in the back, who shouted back: "No, Nixon was a REPUBLICAN, he didn't like bikes!"
Ha!
I came home and looked up inside the internets to see if it was true that Nixon didn't like bikes. It didn't take very long to find this piece of evidence from what I consider to be a pretty reliable coloring book:
So... it turns out those kids were liars, because here you can plainly see Nixon telling the astronauts that he likes bikes. Even Nixon would not lie to an astronaut.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Terry and the Pirates
Last week I bought the first two volumes of the complete Terry and the Pirates comics, by Milton Caniff.
Coincidentally, my pal Fritz Holznagel posted an entry this morning at the Who2 Blog about Mr. Caniff and his comics.
Coincidentally, my pal Fritz Holznagel posted an entry this morning at the Who2 Blog about Mr. Caniff and his comics.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Philip K. Dick Book Covers
I posted a public Picasa gallery of paperback covers here:
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| Covers of Philip K. Dick Books |
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Where Have I Been All Week?
It was Spring Break, and Amy and I took the week off. The kids went to Timberline Lodge with their cousins and their cousins' cousins. Here's the week in pictures:
Aunt Audrey turned 80 in Eugene:
Carrie told us to come over for Easter:
We stayed at a hotel downtown while the kids were gone:
We did a lot of napping:
We took a trip up to the wildlife refuge in Ridgefield, Washington:
There are more photos in a public gallery called "March 2008" -- and Cleo and Iris's photos of their ski trip, at this place.
Aunt Audrey turned 80 in Eugene:
Carrie told us to come over for Easter:
We stayed at a hotel downtown while the kids were gone:
We did a lot of napping:
We took a trip up to the wildlife refuge in Ridgefield, Washington:
There are more photos in a public gallery called "March 2008" -- and Cleo and Iris's photos of their ski trip, at this place.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
Iris and Honor Win Video Contest
Honor and Iris entered a video contest about new state requirements for schoolchildren... and they won! You can go here to see the video, as well as the other videos that either won or got Honorable Mention. Congratulations to Iris and Honor! We're told they won $1,000!!
Washougaled!
Yesterday I was in Camas, Washington. It looks like this:
I went down to the Washougal River by way of a little park area that started at the bowling alley on the eastern outskirts of town.
I went down to the Washougal River by way of a little park area that started at the bowling alley on the eastern outskirts of town.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Mug Shot Goodness
Father and son in Florida... they like their tattoos out there for you to see! Mugshot courtesy of The Smoking Gun.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
2 Quick Movie Reviews
This past weekend we saw two movies at the cinema.
Saturday, at Lloyd Cinemas, we saw 10,000 B.C.. We figured it would be dumb, and it was. We arrived late and missed the first ten minutes, so there's a chance we missed out on a key scene that made the rest of the movie un-dumber. But there are some cool big-screen kind of effects, and that's good.
There's also some kind of impossible geography that has our heroic tribe venturing from snow-capped mountains, across deserts and through tropical jungles to get to the Egypt that's not really Egypt. Along the way they seem to meet African warriors from the Congo, Amazonian tribesmen, Australian bushmen, Native Americans and a few frat boys from a Pac 10 school on the eastern seaboard. Here's a frame from the movie, with dialog as best I remember:
Sunday we saw Girls Rock, the documentary about Portland's Rock Camp for Girls, at the Hollywood Theater, up the street. It was good, although a little long-ish in the middle. It was also a little sadder than I expected.
And it was maybe a little heavy-handed on the message, as if the (male) filmmakers wanted to make sure and impress the gals at the camp with how committed they are to feminism. Maybe that's too harsh a criticism. Men my age are 77% more likely to be harshly critical than our animal counterparts (spirit animals).
Turns out I used to know the parents of one of the girls profiled in the movie. I was surprised by that.
It was a better movie than 10,000 B.C., but both experiences were equally good.
Saturday, at Lloyd Cinemas, we saw 10,000 B.C.. We figured it would be dumb, and it was. We arrived late and missed the first ten minutes, so there's a chance we missed out on a key scene that made the rest of the movie un-dumber. But there are some cool big-screen kind of effects, and that's good.
There's also some kind of impossible geography that has our heroic tribe venturing from snow-capped mountains, across deserts and through tropical jungles to get to the Egypt that's not really Egypt. Along the way they seem to meet African warriors from the Congo, Amazonian tribesmen, Australian bushmen, Native Americans and a few frat boys from a Pac 10 school on the eastern seaboard. Here's a frame from the movie, with dialog as best I remember:
Sunday we saw Girls Rock, the documentary about Portland's Rock Camp for Girls, at the Hollywood Theater, up the street. It was good, although a little long-ish in the middle. It was also a little sadder than I expected.
And it was maybe a little heavy-handed on the message, as if the (male) filmmakers wanted to make sure and impress the gals at the camp with how committed they are to feminism. Maybe that's too harsh a criticism. Men my age are 77% more likely to be harshly critical than our animal counterparts (spirit animals).
Turns out I used to know the parents of one of the girls profiled in the movie. I was surprised by that.
It was a better movie than 10,000 B.C., but both experiences were equally good.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Guy Hehn Day in Silverton, Oregon
9 March 2008. Guy Hehn Day is 12 March, but is traditionally celebrated within three weeks either side of that.
Guest of Honor, Guy Hehn.
Flashmob outside the restaurant.
In the back alley, rug deals are made out of the back of a mini-van. The mean streets of Silverton.
Party Planning Committee member, Wanda Hehn.
Finally, Silverton's signature dessert, fried bananas. In honor of the thousands of banana trees they chopped down to found the town in 1861. Now the bananas have to be imported.
Guest of Honor, Guy Hehn.
Flashmob outside the restaurant.
In the back alley, rug deals are made out of the back of a mini-van. The mean streets of Silverton.
Party Planning Committee member, Wanda Hehn.
Finally, Silverton's signature dessert, fried bananas. In honor of the thousands of banana trees they chopped down to found the town in 1861. Now the bananas have to be imported.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
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