Cadavre exquis: candy-shark-Freemason

This is a licorice peppermint candy.

It left a funny taste in my mouth.

This is my new green sweater.

I am a fan.

Obviously.

Here is the shark belt buckle with it's super hero belt.

Feel the power.

Here is the moose + Freemason belt buckle.

Or maybe it's an elk.

I can't really say, as I am not a scientist.

Get a shirt

I think someone assassinated the Rotary duck.

Paramedics and the fire department were quick to the scene.

Thankfully, the duck was saved.

I don't know what it is about Roseburg and people walking around, in public, without shirts.

This appears to be an overhead transparency for someones class. The nice part is the inclusion of "Do not hit people". p.s. I found this in the yard

And, boy, are my arms tired

This is my Summer Arts Festival costume.

Here I am driving a "rig". (Note: in the "country"; all vehicles are called "rigs")

I managed to injure myself while using a knife improperly. I am a good example to the kids who were assisting me.

Here is Sarah. She sang some songs and did a little dance.

While we all kind of wanted to go joy-riding in the four wheel thing; we had to come up with valid reasons to do so. And just for the record: chasing/honking at fair-goers was NOT on the list of valid uses.

Here is my assistant.

He's a special boy...

These are some sunglasses I stole from one of the kids.

I think they look pretty sweet.

Tomorrow: I am going to, seriously, rethink my choice in footwear.

Finding new friends

You know; we WERE supposed to have a Spring...

Mad As Hell.

Tonight we had a gallery opening.

I worked the door; greeting some and ejecting the ne'er-do-wells.

This man came to the opening with his wife and 6+ progeny, he was wearing a pair of suspenders that read Lumberjack. He is my new hero.

I wanted to steal his suspenders and appropriate them for evil/ironic purposes.

This was supposed to be a picture of the delicious cauliflower seviche that Shawn made. Instead it is a picture of a gross red apple.

This is our new friend Megan, this is a picture of her as she, loudly, told a story about genital warts.

Did I mention we had met her four minutes earlier?

This post has nothing to do with Ozzy Osborne

I assume there's a large fiberglass chicken on top of this resturant.

I went to the Beverly Center in search of H&M, as I mentioned before, my favorite store.

I got coffee at a coffee stand. I was asked if I wanted it for here or to go. I was confused and asked why it mattered.

She ignored me.

This was some sort of lounge area where people, disinterested in feeding our struggling economy, could sit and watch sporting events. In this case it was boxing.

I eventually found H&M. I got futuristic underpants and a blazer. I win.

Look it's Libby!

These are Libby's pet fish. They seemed nice, Libby claimed that they liked me...I don't really know how one can tell.

This is an awesome chicken that Libby had. I am totally jealous.

This is the Greystone mansion. It's quite scenic, one might even say romantic.

This is a fake lily pad. It's held in place by a metal rod. Well I thought it was funny.

I think that's where Cher lives.

Here is an exterior shot of the mansion. In principle, you can go inside, but I think it is usually being used for weddings and movies and such.

Libby knew all sorts of things about the mansion. I bet she could be a tour guide, if she wanted.

This was the yellow brick road from the Wizard of Oz and subsequently the Wiz.

We can thank Libby for these powerful facts.

There was supposed to be a picture of the courtyard where the wedding scene in the Guns & Roses video November Rain was shot.

Such is life.

We hoped to spot some celebrities at Hamburger Hamlet.

I guess celebrities don't generally eat dinner at 4:45.

This is a sculpture celebrating doctors. I think the feet sticking out are a nice touch.

I think I see a pack of wild celebrities off in the distance.