Quickie

Here is a reminder for the opening date of my show in Edmonds. OCT 19, 2006. I'll be showing iconic images of americana.

Also, I predict gas prices will go up after the election and the blame will be becasue of the demand of the holiday buying season.

Just to shake it up a bit this year, I'm entertaining ideas for my traditional holiday card. No idea is too weird, believe me.

cheers.

Q and A

I’ll start off with some admissions right up front. Roller skiing is pretty darn goofy. It doesn’t look cool and there aren’t too many of us out there.

That being said, here is a list of actual questions, statements or actions that I encountered last night while skiing around town for about an hour.

“Are you a girl?” “Are you a man or woman?” “Do you crap your pants when you do that?” (Referring to going down hill.) “Are you a professional?” “Do you like that?” “Is it fun?” “Fagot!” The middle finger and horn combo. “You expecting snow?” “Get a car!” “What are those things?” Snickers and pointing from a group of corner standers. Something in Russian that I couldn’t understand. And finally, the male half a of a young couple said nothing, but made it a point to walk directly in front of me mid-block. Oh well.

I’ll address the aforementioned respectively: No. Male. No, but sometimes I feel like it. No, but I hear that there are vast sums of money in the sport and that’s why I’m practicing. Yes. Yes. The Urban Dictionary will help with the over used “faggot” in an attempt to insult skiers, cyclist and even runners. Try to mix it up! What can I say to the middle finger besides, no thank you. I’m not expecting snow, which is why these skiis have wheels. Look you fat turd, I have a car and it’s in the garage. I try to avoid its use for conservation reasons and because an active lifestyle is actually healthy. You might want to think about that and thank me now, because my insurance premiums will be funding your long-term medical care. These are roller skies. You can get a pair for yourself at Gear West. I’m not sure what you folks are snickering about. I learned my lesson and no longer wear the bright red, logo tights around town. Yeah, I know. I already admitted roller skies are goofy, even in Russian. Dude, cross walks were invented for a reason; your safety.

Burger

Greetings. Fall is here, September 11th passed with little more than W. telling us how dangerous the world is, and I have been absent from the keys.

Sitting here on my desk is a nice little brochure from Sound Transit (ST.) You know, the folks that have heaped grief upon themselves, brought bus and overpriced train service to the Puget Sound region and generally managed to survive the fickle Seattle transportation climate. Well, ST is looking for direction in the next phase of the regional transit plan. The options are, conveniently, a small, medium and large expansion of the currently planned system for the respective prices of $.03, $.04, and $.05 on a ten dollar purchase.

Dicks Drive-In Restaurant offers the Cheese, the Special and the Deluxe for the respective prices of $1.30 $1.60 and $2.20.

While all Dick’s burgers are tasty, it’s clear that the Deluxe is just a bigger, better burger. For the money, the Deluxe delivers two big beef patties, cheese and the works, for just 69% more dough than the basic Cheese.

ST claims that their deluxe will deliver the transportation equivalent for just 66% more than the basic cheese based on a ten dollar purchase.

Who doesn’t want a Deluxe?

Save this date....

Please attend the third thursday Edmonds art walk. I'll be showing iconic barbering images like this teaser.

Date: Thursday, October 19, 2006. Where: Edmonds, WA. More specific address info to come later. When: After 5pm.

the little guy

Earlier this evening...oops yesterday, the Crow was just finishing up some errands on the brown Schwinn towny . Of course, Crow was wearing a helmet for those out there who have enquiring minds. To avoid the merciless traffic of Broadway, Crow slides effortlessly through back alleys. On this evening, the Crow happened upon a vagrant denizen in the act of defacing the back wall of Henrys 24 hour doughnut shop with some sort of drunken mindless manifesto. Crow couldn’t believe it so he rode by reeaal slow. Sure enough, graffiti in the act.
Well, Crow rode around the block and back to Henry's where Crow found that Henry was actually an older, really nice asian woman who didn’t speak english so well. After trying unsuccessfully to explain that a camouflage clad ner-do-well was in the process grafting on her back wall, Crow called 911 on his trusty mobile phone. And what do you know? The man descended on that very spot with in two minutes. Imagine that.

The End of Summer

What are you doing this Labor Day weekend?

Remember, it's the organized labor movement that brought you the weekend. That's right, God may have rested on the seventh day, but if given the opportunity, big buisness wouldn't. It was the early unions that helped institute the modern day weekend.

Work is giving an employer your time or life in exchange for currency valued and traded in the market place. In other words, work is an exchange of life for dollars. The question then becomes, is it a fair trade? Something to remember on this weekend of labor remembrance.

This ain't no sugar tablet

Friends, this morality issue keeps cropping up in unusual places, but in particular, the recent debates about the plan-b pill. I heard today on talk-radio that forcing pharmacists to fill scripts, which, they were morally opposed to, was essentials forcing a leftist, liberal morality on the pharmacists. Well, in my humble opinion, a pharmacist's personal morality extends only to what they choose for themselves and maybe their family. When they impose their morality on others through limiting access to a safe medication prescribed by a doctor, then they are raising their morality to be more important than the health of their patients.

Here is a hint pharmacists, DON'T IMPOSE YOUR MORALITY on your patients.

If you don't like the plan-b pill because you donÂ’t think is moral, then don't put it in your mouth. If you can't handle prescribing the pill, then chose another profession, perhaps Entomology.

If you don't think abortion is moral, why then, don't get pregnant and if you do, then don't go out and have an abortion.

If you think praying to Allah, Christ, Buddha or the Great Grass God is moral that is wonderful. But, don't feed your clients the line of crap that (insert moral compass here) won't allow you to fill this a particular prescription.

Morality is up to you. What you choose for yourself is just that, for yourself. Forcing your values on me or others is not moral, it's just wrong.