Anti fun

I am in trouble; there is presently a one month gap between taking pictures and posting pictures.

This is the mural about dinosaurs and food we are facilitating at the health center.

I think I previously mentioned it's close resemblance to dragons = Harry Potter = Witches = Satan.

We started out with a few more volunteers.

Wow! This toy looks like the antithesis of fun.

It's a hard call on which of these toys is more un-fun.

While this may not be an actual injury, I think it is worth noting, as it has made my life more difficult.

Much like this cup of coffee that was ruined through my not checking the creams expiry date.

Busking

I would say that this guy is a busker, however there is so little chance of anyone passing him, let alone giving him money.

Picking up where the hippies left off

Two cupcakes and and a hipster craft magazine. The breakfast of the next generation (look out you Baby Boomers', we don't care about our diets and our craft projects are much tougher than yours.)

Blythe and Chris were lovely hosts. Here is Blythe. Chris had left early in the morning for some sort of outdoor excursion.

We met up with Lexingberg, Stephenawitz and Meganstien at Portland's Jewish deli.

Here I am ready for a breakfast of gefilte fish and Manischewitz (the Manischewitz web site (where tradition is the new trend) has a page devoted to gefilte fish where they list facts, including the fact that gefilte fish is not a species of fish but a loaf of fish! Hooray!)

Troubling indeed. If I need to explain it, you wouldn't have thought the joke was funny anyway.

Woe is Steve.

We were discussing peoples willingness or un-willingness to have their pictures taken.

Is one camera more intrusive/annoying than the other.

Steve took the awsomecam to see at what point it's presence became irritating.

Unfortunately, I don't have a whole lot to say about this particular sequence of pictures.

Just think of it as a dizzying adventure in outdoor breakfast.

Steve.

Megan.

Megan.

Steve again.

Gabriel.

I think this is the point at which we want it all to stop. Or at least Lexi does.

Megan's finger has started turning green from her skull ring.

Here is an avant-rock trio outside Macy's

I keep telling Megan not to take sideways pictures because it means more work for me. But does she listen...

While I have very little to say about this Thai restaurant; I like this picture of the three soup samples they brought us.

On that note, we will leave Portland

A colection

Over time; these pictures seem to be becoming more "painterly". Especially if by "painterly" one means "more yellow".

Marie gave me a box of records.

I didn't realize that Niel Diamond had so many albums.

Here we have Barbara Streisand in an extra sexy double layer of soft focus. I think that I may have actually taken pictures of this album before. I don't know, maybe I have a thing for Barbara Streisand's sexy yet creepy album covers, I HAVE had her picture on my fridge for over four years now.

This is a plastic bird in a tree.

It is either guerrilla art or some sort of satanic offering.

At dinner Lindsey was going on about how much she hates body builders and how she thinks that they are disgusting, deplorable human beings. This other time she argued with Ben for an hour about the validity of Spin class. And yet another time; she argued for an hour about garlic, that was also with Ben.

We went over to Murphy's Tavern.

formerly; Little Brothers.

Now we just call it Little Murphs.

Maggie and Lee Ann were slow to join us as they had befriended a hobo and had taken him out to dinner.

I really don't know what else to say...I've been watching a lot of documentaries lately.

Here are some things I have learned: kimono dragons can grow up to 15 feet long and have been known to eat people.

The Titanic was never actually billed as being "unsinkable"

And; Carl Sagan hates god.

Hippie Music Fair

The gang/part of the gang/a gang went down to Grants Pass, Oregon to help Sam at a hippie music fair.

The festival was held on the Rouge river, but, I forgot my fishing equipment (we will note it has been quite some time since the last time I didn't catch any fish).

Lee Ann was a Jr. Bass Master. We are going to go fishing and we will catch very large fish because she knows what she's doing.

Grants Pass's downtown area has decorated bears throughout. They are like those cows in Chicago.

Me & Lee Ann stopped and got margaritas before heading back to work.

Then we ate some of these mushrooms.

Lee Ann had missed most of her shift.

It was fine though. We played some Frisbee.

This was one of many hippie-jam-bands performing this afternoon.

In front of the stage stood a lone hippie dancer (this is NOT a picture of said dancer).

I have plans for my own hippie-jam-band/death metal band; we will be called Didgeridoom.

A view from the eye of the hippie dance storm.

The band did an encore jam with all of their friends. The jam lasted three hours.

We had all planned to go camping after the fair.

Our car was too tiered to go camping so Maggie & David went out on their own.

On the drive back; Ben and Lindsey argued about "Spin Classes".

We later found out that Maggie & David had ended up camping in a day use area.