KILJO

Margaret.
Jackson.

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Bloggy Picorama

Let's start this off with a little Iggy and some quality balding.
Watt.
This is a chair hucked onstage by the guy next to me. All captured in digital beauty by my brother.
It has been a long time since I last posted something.
My brother takes plenty of photographs. Some include my ugly mug.

Walking in Portugal. I miss the warmer weather.
Jorge of Africa.
A clink of the glass. Aguardente. Only the brave.
This is one of the World's Best Photos of Dodgeball. Hold 'em when you throw 'em.
A clink of the chocolate. And the ginja.
wolfsoja. He also makes art.
Langford. Great name. See her art.
Go see Jay.
Poor Devin. Go make him feel better.
Not Jacob. But Jacob likes.
Jacob.
Marsea.

Go see Ed.
Jim.
Vegan. Not vegan. Tofu scramble burrito for breakfast.
Go see Deanna.
I told you to go see Deanna.
Love.


Sometimes you may not even know when you have become legendary. Or maybe just a douche.

Funny Face Training

El Destructo is becoming known on both coasts as a master of the Funny Face.
He has a new one every day.
He also has mastered the art of the fake passing of the gas for a laugh.
It is difficult to discipline a born comedian.

Let's Not Get Too Carried Away

Read about a boy and his sporky thingy here.

In Search Of...Zoo Edition

A day at the zoo. Not that I get all psyched up for depressed animals trapped in unnatural habitats, but for the little man it was totally exciting. He got to see a polar bear for the first time. But it was the "AGUA!" that was in the polar bear cubby that was all the more special. He also got to feed some sheep, a goat, and a very happy alpaca.
But it was at the very end of the day that there occurred a most excellent event. The roundup of the roaming bunnies in the Children's Zoo by this man...
He appeared as the closing began, heralded by a woman in zoo garb telling us to leave.
Out from the door of a small barn, bunny ears on his smooth pate, this gentleman weaved through the foliage rustling up the hares. He was kind enough to allow Squirty a few petting sessions as he passed us during the completion of his work.

What a cool guy. By far my best moment at the zoo (not including any Dada moments). If you are expected to bring the rabbits to safety at the end of their day spent escaping the outstretched arms of children you might as well dress the part.
Rock on bunny dude.

Brendan Fowler

RiverWolf TV interviewed Brendan almost two years ago and we now finally posted the darn thing. Sometimes the process is slow and projects that you are aching to complete get pushed ahead of you in the shopping cart of life. This was one of 'em. We love Brendan and this video can only barely skim the surface of his art and mind.

Make Mine A Chocolate Chip Birch

This guy is smelling a tree because it smells like cookies.
For real. It smells like cookies.
It's a Ponderosa pine tree and I want one in whatever yard I may be in always.
I think this poor tree was made fun of by his peers for weeks after this shot was taken.

Grandpa's Tribute to Farrah

Back in May of this year (pre-MJ/Fawcett combo passing and subsequent relentess tributes) we were in Portugal spending some time in the kitchen when Avo Joaquim busted out this beauty of a tee.
I could not believe my eyes. This was no pseudo-retro shirt. This was genuine '70s issue.
He is the greatest. Worn without irony. Just a man and his Farrah.

You Are A Maraca

Squirty rocks the maracas any chance he gets.
Amazingly, even raw sugar packets in a restaurant become musical instruments in seconds.
Don't ever stand in the way of the man and his music.
It could get ugly.

Dash Snow R.I.P.

You Must Eat My Sandy Cookie

Have you ever been force-fed a biscuit at the beach?

I have.

It's kinda funny and crunchy.

And not funny at all.

Thanks big guy.

Daddy not so hungry.

Random Win Paint Drawing From The Archive

I just can't seem to help myself. Poop is still funny.

Enter Hurricane

Nothing Specific, Don't Cry About It. I Just Think Everyone Should Know About The Comas.

The Comas are great.
A few years back Andy turned me on to a brew known affectionately as a tripel. When that ran out a sweet Belgian treat finished the job. Life has never been the same since.

Listen to his latest project Electric Owls.

Toothless Book Reviews

Squirty has insisted on taking a more active role in these postings. He is quite enthusiastic so I opened the floor to some of his ideas.

He has suggested that every so often he review a book for this blog.

I do not know exactly how he will do this as he cannot formally read as of yet. He enjoys turning the pages, looking at the pictures, and drooling.

Maybe slapping a page now and again when something is exciting.

I guess he does review them without much fanfare. This book is usually tossed aside very quickly. Low drool volume and no slaps.

He has promised to be an unbiased critic and call out the fakers. Look at this serious post-review mug.

This may work out well after all.