Tuesday, December 30, 2008


this is a piece of a watercolor i did some time ago. it's large, and i have a few more that are a quarter of large watercolor paper i will be scanning.

have no idea of news lately, but armeggedon outa here. it's a setup. we've been pillaged, robbed, threatened and intimidated. i worked hard to get obama elected. but now it's time to stand up, speak up. we've been robbed and it was an inside job. the political must be transfomed or else.

Monday, December 29, 2008

Microsoft files pay-per-use PC patent | Tech News on ZDNet
"Microsoft's patent application does acknowledge that a per-use model of computing would probably increase the cost of ownership over the PC's lifetime."

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Friday, December 26, 2008


very pleasant xmas day, slow and uneventful. spent afternoon at tom and erin's where i snagged the above foto. early to bed.

Thursday, December 25, 2008


if someone, somewhere, greeted me in the appropriate season with "happy haj" would i be insulted or offended?

no.

if they greeted me with "happy" anything it would be ok with me.

"it's dark out here, i can't find tomorrow"
john mellancamp

"i got a pain in my side but i keep travelin on"
john mellancamp

"it's not dark yet but it's getting there"
dylan

"there's no room to be anywhere"
dylan

memes and topoi. another new now.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008


there was a science fiction short story written in the 30's by two writers whose names i forget. a projection into the future, it featured a world in which a tiny minority enjoyed the privilege of time because they were not compelled to buy anything. the rest of the populace had to rush madly about in order to consume.

why do i bring it up now? to point out that the meltdown that blew in with no warning a month or so ago was always in the story, entirely visible and almost palpable for 2 or 3 generations.

who felt like they lived in a house of cards back then? or now? do you?

Tuesday, December 23, 2008


back in aville, the vortexes are quiet. too quiet. i intend to stop the contentless prose of the daily posts the last day of the year.
foto from back yard of eap.

if i had anything to say it is that the so called bad guys, republicans, are not the bad guys. the thugs, vandals and heistmeisters have made no mistakes the last 20 years or so. the last eight at least. they have robbed you, intimidated you, and gotten away with it. revenge is not productive, so where does that leave you?

whatcha gonna do?

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Free Will Astrology : Aquarius Horoscope:
"Aquarius (January 20-February 19)
Would you like to consistently be in the right place at the right time in the coming weeks? Personally, I'd love you to have that knack. It would make my job more enjoyable, since I could fall asleep each night with the comforting thought that you are meeting your dates with destiny while you're at the height of your powers. So what IS the best way to ensure that you will have impeccable intuition and a great sense of timing? Here's what I say: Set aside all expectations about what the past implies and what the future may bring. Instead, cultivate a desire to recognize and respond to the raw truth of each new moment."

Thursday, December 11, 2008


nice overnight camp w/ good folks, charley and moriah's, including her dad and susie, lot's of rain.

image above from the waterfall.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

good morning. headed for the hills. i'll be at charlie and moriah's where cousin bob and susie are visiting. back friday. if the creek don't rise.

Monday, December 8, 2008

photo removed. richard said it looked like a power plant. it did. first time-exposure i tried w/ digital. first time i have removed a picture. it was richard and debbie's house last nite.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

posting to let all know i'm still kicking. and shed some light on house of cards (tip of sombraro to sr. jeff)

> Subject: FW: Why we're in financial trouble
>
> Young Chuck moved to Texas and bought a donkey from a
> farmer for $100. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey
> the next day.
> The next day he drove up and said, 'Sorry son, but I
> have some bad news, the donkey died.
> Chuck replied, 'Well, then just give me my money
> back.'
> The farmer said, 'Can't do that. I went and spent
> it already.'
> Chuck said, 'Ok, then, just bring me the dead
> donkey.'
> The farmer asked, 'What ya gonna do with him?'
> Chuck said, 'I'm going to raffle him off.'
> The farmer said, 'You can't raffle off a
> dead donkey!'
> Chuck said, 'Sure I can. Watch me. I just won't
> tell anybody he's dead.'
> A month later, the farmer me t up w ith Chuck
> and asked, 'What happened with that dead donkey?'
> Chuck said, 'I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at
> two dollars a piece and made a profit of $998.'
> The farmer said, 'Didn't anyone complain?'
> Chuck said, 'Just the guy who won. So I gave him his
> two dollars back.'
> Chuck now works for Goldman Sachs.
>
>

Thursday, December 4, 2008

winter... like everything, it's not what it used to be.

when i lived with my wife and children on big ridge in s. jackson county i noticed a yearly shift the 3d or 4th week of december. already very cold, it was like something flipped a switch and then it got cold. very cold. the topography, the earth itself became ice-cold. a real change.

wonder if it still happens?

Monday, December 1, 2008

tip of the hat to jeff in nm for the following:

> Subject: FW: Why we're in financial trouble
>
> Young Chuck moved to Texas and bought a donkey from a
> farmer for $100. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey
> the next day.
> The next day he drove up and said, 'Sorry son, but I
> have some bad news, the donkey died.
> Chuck replied, 'Well, then just give me my money
> back.'
> The farmer said, 'Can't do that. I went and spent
> it already.'
> Chuck said, 'Ok, then, just bring me the dead
> donkey.'
> The farmer asked, 'What ya gonna do with him?'
> Chuck said, 'I'm going to raffle him off.'
> The farmer said, 'You can't raffle off a
> dead donkey!'
> Chuck said, 'Sure I can. Watch me. I just won't
> tell anybody he's dead.'
> A month later, the farmer me t up w ith Chuck
> and asked, 'What happened with that dead donkey?'
> Chuck said, 'I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at
> two dollars a piece and made a profit of $998.'
> The farmer said, 'Didn't anyone complain?'
> Chuck said, 'Just the guy who won. So I gave him his
> two dollars back.'
> Chuck now works for Goldman Sachs.
>