Sunday August 31, 2003
Oh my, my.
The fruit flies in our kitchen? They were coming from a bag of very colorful and very rotten corn. I boxed it up and mailed it to you.... Keep reading this entry »
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Saturday August 30, 2003
Skunked
Today the wind forcast is suggesting needlepoint. Seriously.... Keep reading this entry »
Wednesday August 27, 2003
deep-fried whuzzat?
Everyone go to the Fair! I think I'm going to cry.... Keep reading this entry »
Tuesday August 26, 2003
'tain't nuttin'
I'm pseudo-taking a week or so off from blogging, here, so don't ya'll fret. This is the week when things start crazying up before winding down in Hood River, and our shop is busy lining up homes for all our... Keep reading this entry »
Thursday August 21, 2003
Best. Idea. Ever.
Meanwhile, back at the farm... Help this man cover Enger Tower in bedsheets. Eight sides, each ten feet wide and 51 feet high. This sounds like a job for the Coolest Club Ever, says 2003 president and founding member Dane... Keep reading this entry »
Thursday August 21, 2003
Surprise is Latin for Rubber Room
Surprises found while cleaning out my car: I went on a 1,600 mile road trip to make my fortune out West and I forgot a tire iron. I really have no idea where it went or how long it has... Keep reading this entry »
Thursday August 21, 2003
Skunk Day
Today looked like it was going to be another skunk day, which would have been a drag because yesterday was also a skunk day. Skunk days have nothing to do with skunks and everything to do with wind. There's an... Keep reading this entry »
Thursday August 21, 2003
Survival
D: So Wayne, are you going to Hatteras with everyone else? W: Yup. D: Who will run the shop? W: You will. D: Oh. Are you going to be in Hood River this winter? W: Hell no, I'm going to... Keep reading this entry »
Tuesday August 19, 2003
Errands
I could tell she was a gypsy by the shape of her nose. She was waiting in the checkout line at Wal-Mart, buying 12 bottles of propane, 24 bottles of Gatorade and 20 gallons of SAE-30 Bar & Chain Oil.... Keep reading this entry »
Sunday August 17, 2003
Slurry Putty
Graugh. I offer the most half-assed apologies for not writing very much. Lately my brain has been a curdled mass of sunburned meat slurry. I have been completely over-stimulated this entire summer and it is a delightful way to live... Keep reading this entry »
Friday August 15, 2003
somethin' go boom
Live in your backyard, die in Rainier's.... Keep reading this entry »
Thursday August 14, 2003
stick that nickle up your
A Leading Online Retailer creeps the hell out of me, and we have developed a sinister and abusive relationship over the past few months. All the computers at work can read my mind and know when I'm browsing their site.... Keep reading this entry »
Wednesday August 13, 2003
junk and crap
Our neighborhood is haunted by country bands. I bought a kite for killboarding, furthering my plot to not survive the summer. Sun Ra: I want to wear an apron. Sun Ra: To the rodeo. Sun Ra: It's gonna say, "My... Keep reading this entry »
Sunday August 10, 2003
Killboarding 101
Yesterday was one of the windiest days we've had in the Gorge this summer, so I decided to go out and learn to killboard. Conventional people call it kiteboarding. Killboarding is typically something reserved for light-wind days when the sand... Keep reading this entry »
Saturday August 9, 2003
Mission to the North Cascades
SATURDAY: Yesterday was one of those days where you can feel the earth's axis shift just a little bit. I don't know how extreme the results will be, whether I'll turn into a Tibetan monk or a Texan high-roller, but... Keep reading this entry »
Saturday August 9, 2003
"It's so big," she said.
Washington Pass, North Cascades National Park, Washington. Keep your eyes on the Photolog for more pictures from last weekend. I still haven't quite decided if I'm going to continue with the Photolog thing, though, or whether I'm going to... Keep reading this entry »
Friday August 8, 2003
get the cool shoeshine
I've been trying to compile an entry on last weekend, but it's going long and suckily. Friday night alone will have to be its own individual post (or would be, if I was willing to divulge the details of Friday... Keep reading this entry »
Wednesday August 6, 2003
state of emergency
Mates of State's new album, Team Boo, comes out September 16th. Geeky keyboard rock with vocals that swirl around each other in an elegant swordfight. Do the nasty over at the album website, download some mp3s, listen to some streams... Keep reading this entry »
Monday August 4, 2003
monday night programming
Bored? Keep an eye on these cars and make sure no one steals them. The red one is a 1988 Dodge Shelby Z and cost $60. The other one? It's definitely a car. Grab a drink and keep watching. Something... Keep reading this entry »
Monday August 4, 2003
stone cold cooking
Today the Chef (aka the Hamburglar, aka the Bulgar, aka Burgs, aka Cornelius Wallaby, aka Eggbert) spent time cheffing to professional wrestling. It was Miho's birthday, so in celebration he made Ellen Zenner's famous Syrup Brownies as Miho and Motoshi... Keep reading this entry »
Saturday August 2, 2003
Uhh... Where's my car?
Looks like it's going to be one of those mornings.... Keep reading this entry »