I’m looking outside my living room window, and I see spring. It’s nice, even with the gray rainy vibe. It’s warm out, going to soon be warmer. Go team. I might watch the oscars. Which tells ya sething.

Check out this bird, Agitant Stork.  Crazy cools.   I’m not really going to do your research, and find some photo for you.  I”m just not really into that at the moment.  Jerry Rice in Richard Dent out?  That is wack.  Someone that is not wack is Freeway. He and Jake One have a new record out, its nice.  What’s up with Toyota having a car commercial where the slogan is repeated over and over, Moving Forward.   Not so sure about that, with the forward moving issues they are actually having.  A couple weeks ago I caught a funny ass SNL.  One line stuck with me from that episode, “Ski your ass back to Belgium”  French Hip Hop Star  Jean K Jean, played by Kenan Thompson said it.  It’s a bit late for this, but I miss the dressing that was being sold at the local mega lame store Dominicks, it was almost Mama Susie level.  Ok, not at all actually.  I just miss her, and that dressing came a little close.  Here is another random group of words I heard together, these were found in the local ABC news, the phrase Back Scatter to Ohare, was uttered in regards to slow traffic.  Back Scatter, don’t cats do that?  There is always the History Channel for good word grouping, Mega Lake.   Another dope band name.  The Sahara Desert is currently where a mega lake once was.   

Today I checked my facebook, and the first thing I see is that Darrell Woodall has passed away.  This is my first form of death notification with facebook.  Very weird, very sad, very out there for all to comment on.  And by all, I mean Darrell’s friends, posting their feelings.  My simple R.I.P felt small in comparison, but the point of it all is that life is short.  Please live well today, enjoy all the many many tiny moments that make up this strange trip.

It’s yellow, mostly black pen, a little red felt tip.  I’m about to start scanning flyers from the past from Beats By Otter, but I found this and I”m amazed by the bands I was seemingly into when I was a little pop lover.  Looks like I was into the NY Mets as well.

no particular order.

Fine Young Cannibals

Moden English

R.E.M.

Midnight Oil

Eurogliders

U2

Beastie Boys (written many many times over, must have been my favorite)

Talk Talk

Echo and the Bunnymen

Brian Ferry

The Fixx

Violent Femmes

Dream Academy

The New York Mets (written about 10 times)

Big Audio Dynamite

Bob Marley

Combo Audio

The Cure

Last Gentlemen

Public Image Limited

Ozzie (which would have  been for Ozzie Smith)

and last but not least, the word Otter over and over and over….

The party was fine, the food, the infused booze.  The people were great, the space was nice.  When it was time to visit the front porch for some air, it was also time to borrow some shoes, mine were far away.  These were the shoes I rocked.  The slipper look of the backs being pushed down was the deciding factor.

Borrowed the scanner from the job, and man is my head spinning.  I was that kid taking photos back in the 4th grade, middle school, high school, college,  now, and all time between.  Going through the three photo albums and three boxes of regular photos, and two of Polaroids.  Super sneaking up onto peoples Facebook pages with some blastos from the pastos.  Fun.  Childhood backyards,  old apartments, school photos, my favorite car ever, friends from the past I haven’t seen in 15 years, friends from the past I’m still tight with.  It has all been crazy, crazy nice.  Olympia was super represented, Amsterdam, Paris, and Antwerp, making me want to get out of the country,   Been almost 10 years.  Brett Peratt, man that was my big brother back in the early 80’s.   Malin, the senior year in high school Swedish exchange student that I was so in love with, I mean… age 18 love.  Natalia, the woman I had the hardest time getting over, the looks of happiness and togetherness.  Really makes me want to live life and not worry about saying the wrong things.  I think when one love you, you have to listen to that, you have to ask yourself, what the fuck are you waiting on?  That was me.  Always looking for something better, not wanting to get locked down.  Fools Gold.  So yeah, I”m going to maybe watch some Olympics and try to get my head back to to 2010.  The above photo will show you my most favorite halloween costume  of all time, at least that is the way I remember it, but now looking at this… wows.

head on train crash…. Rest in Space.

I was watching the University of Illinois Men’s hoop team play Ohio

State.  State won.  Then I was noticing that that Blackhawks were

playing the Blue Jackets.  This got me thinking.

The post office vs Jack in The Box

Damen vs  Springfield Ave

Tigers vs Hummingbirds

Pancakes vs Apples

Spiral Notebooks vs Ferns

Ceramics vs Roller Coasters

Peppermint Tea vs Boiled Potato Water with a Squeeze of Lemon

Lps vs Foo Dogs

River Birch Tree vs Skateboards

Cars vs Scuba Gear

Fire Belly Newts vs The Rolling Stones

Sidewalks vs Clouds

Boxing Day vs Clay

Eames vs Chuck Taylors

Darts vs Puddles

New York vs Wheat Grass

Sacre Torte vs Pebbles

Friends vs Curtains

Rivers vs Ice Cube Trays

Hipsters vs Jerked Chicken

Dwell Magazine vs Bamboo

Shipping Containers vs Small Children

Borders Books vs Speakers

Jelly vs Jellyfish

Nectar vs Meteors

Cell Phones vs Berlin

Shoes vs Menards

Chevy vs Astro Turf

Guns vs Dandelions

Ragu vs Dirt Roads

Organs vs Bats

Amps vs Boomerangs

Glass vs Umbrellas

Art vs Candy Canes

Kites vs Black Holes

Resin vs Chevy Chase

Books vs Time

Sears vs Mirrors

Baths vs Ice Cream

Butterflies vs Kanye

Turntables vs Mardi Gras

Burritos vs Lake Michican

yeah… that should do for the moment.

I”m going to go into a world of scanning some images into the machine.  Should be some more photos coming about.  Though these boxes of photos have kinda make me sad.  I miss my friend Nat, I miss feeling like I could just travel whenever I needed to, I miss feeling a bit less urban.  Valentines Day, even that keeps things funny.  Life is good though, no hate, no pain.  Mostly goodness.

with this sun that is shining into the window this morning, I think i’m out of the eating meat business.   I”m like Jerry Rice with this hall of fame idea, which makes meat, and all the crap they put into these animals, out like Richard Dent.