Monday, March 31, 2008

This Didn't Happen, but

an impression from my trip to Florida ten days ago

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Not that Dumm

Do they think I live in India? Last week I was contacted by Wiley Publishers to tech edit the latest version of Flash for Dummies. I've tech edited the last two editions.

"... I wondered if you would be interested in tech reviewing this book? The payment for this job is $750. I estimate that I will need a tech reviewer available starting when the
beta is available and continuing for four months (or so) after that."

Each chapter takes four hours to a full day to properly edit and test all the examples. Typically there are 20 chapters. Do the math.

Wiley is the biggest publisher in the world according to a financial report Jon read.

This was my reply:

"...Thanks for the inquiry. I love tech editing, and have edited the last two or three versions of "Flash for Dummies". I'm really quick on the turnaround.

However, the money is so low, it works out to less than minimum wage. I'd be willing to do it for $1200. So let me know if that's agreeable- otherwise I'll have to turn it down.

In the past, when Macromedia produced Flash, the software would remain permanently on your computer so that was a perk, but with Adobe there are built in time fixes that cause the software to expire, and then you have to buy a copy..."

Anyway, they told me they couldn't pay any more and would look for another tech editor. geez!

About six years ago I did a lot of tech editing for a company called friends of ed, which was a very hot publisher of tech books at the time. The writers were actually good. But they overextended themselves with titles and went belly up owing many writers and tech editors LOTS of money. I lost about $1200, others much more. The company has resurfaced, publishing again, claims it bears no relation to the old company and its debts.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

McArthur Park is Melting

Jon's brother and family are coming for dinner tonight. We haven't seen them in quite a while. They live in Chicago.

"I don't think that I can take it, cause it took so long to make it-"

eek, got going on that torte I've made about five times. But on the back of the box it showed a way to make it extra French. In my addled way, I thought "Yes, More French. It's Alexandra's 16th birthday, and they go to France a lot."

Dum dee dum, I know what I'm doing, (accent dumb.) it came out of the mixing bowl tasting great on the spoon but looking like a French beauty product, stiff and slabby. Then I noticed the measuring cup of milk sitting quietly off at the side, that hadn't joined the French batter party. Had to toss all the batter, and those backyard chicken eggs, I mean oeufs, are what made it so gloriously yellow.

Off to Albertson's, where every store checker is mentally ill, (not to mention the customers.) Back home, trying not to hyperventilate, made the whole thing a la France again. It looks a bit teetery, but as long as it doesn't land on the floor we'll be all right.

Rest of menu:
Fried Chicken (the best thing I cook)
Spare Ribs
Black eyed pea dish (tomatoes, onions, green pepper, celery)
Corn dish (sauteed with red pepper and spicy peppers and onions)
Cole Slaw (trying another recipe, never satisfied with what I get.
Grilled asparagus

When Jon opened the grill to wipe it down a male Black Widow jumped out. We're having troubles with them again this year.

Friday, March 28, 2008

3 nice sites and a Bunny

Veer is an ultra stylish design blog that did a piece on me a while back. I've enjoyed poking through the links and posts.

perfect stars
did this cute illo for me the other day, but now my name's off- should have responded sooner. Nice colorful and loopy style. I haven't had a chance to explore the site yet.

Here's a Flash site for highlander prod that is so much fun to play with. They're an animation company in Israel according to cold hard flash.

Dinah brought this rabbit home for the weekend while her friend Chelsea was away. We put it in the aviary and the chickens all almost died of heart failure. bokbokbokbok

Then Molly panicked that the chickens were in trouble and raced around the aviary as the rabbit streaked around inside the cage.

the bokbokbok continued for a half hour after the rabbit was put in the garage.

This afternoon we got Chester out for a romp on the grass and rooster Elle tried to attack him. The bokbokbok started up so we headed to the other yard.

Rabbits are so soft.

Tomorrow Jon's brother and family will be in town so we've got cooking to do!

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Photoshop Express

Take a look at this new application from Adobe, it's free. When was anything besides a plug-in free from Adobe?

I haven't signed up yet, but I see you get 2 gigs free.

I imagine this is the way software is heading, that it will be at a central server, (jesse help), and you won't need to carry it on your individual computer.

There's a Chocolate in my Oyster!

Even at Lake Balboa there are odd treasures to be found. This morning I found a mussel shell, still wet on the inside, on the grass. We're 20 miles from the ocean, but a bird must have carried and dropped it here. Molly tried to eat it, the inside was still so fresh. It had mollusks(?) on it, so I don't think it was a freshwater mussel, though I've seen them other places.

Later I found the chocolate eggs in the grass, on the big field where Molly and I play tennis ball chuckit, and I couldn't resist putting one in the shell. The only time I was ever in New Orleans, I went to an oyster bar and found a pearl in my oyster. For years I carried it around. I don't think anyone believed me.

Also this morning, saw a Nuttall's woodpecker a-tapping, (a really small woodpecker), a vermillion flycatcher, (I think) and Molly was bit on the tail by a goose when I wasn't looking. (switch those words around and it will sound like the Florida conference!)

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

10 Year Old Beatnik

ah the beret, the sweatshirt, the sea urchin quill on a string.

Get me Jack Kerouac.

The weird thing about this picture is that it was taken at an event both Jon and I attended, though we didn't meet until twenty years later.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Digital Etiquette Lesson #1

When taking posed pictures of people who are older, fatter, or more compromised than they'd like to imagine:

Don't linger, regarding the picture taken, with that look of intense disappointment that we seem to always see.

Just smile, turn around, and take someone else's ugly mug.

Am I right or am I right?

Monday, March 24, 2008

Aromatic Wonderland

When you walk in our backyard right now you feel like swooning. The lilacs are in bloom, (and they're hard to grow in Los Angeles), a vine named abelia is in bloom and has taken over every wall with the most exquisite freesia like fragrance, but lighter. On top of that the citrus are all blooming-- it's orange blossom time.

Here's the picture that has been on Dinah's wall since she was little. It was a photo poster, a kind of diorama of weird knicknacks with intense color. I had it laminated years ago and it was hard to photograph. Linda Davick's posted her childhood wall picture, which certainly relates to her work, and so does Namowal's.

I don't think this has influenced Dinah at all. I don't see a horse in it anywhere.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

going home

The talk went well- the technology worked for the most part, and the crowd was really friendly and responsive. Many had never seen my work so that was fun, getting their response, and some crossed over into the sesame street generation.

They all seemed to especially enjoy when I read some random whinsey logs, since that applied to the sex topic of the conference best. I need to put a clean log up (in more ways than one) but the current log, all 135 + pages of it, is here
(reader beware)

Since there are no dates or ids and no privacy anymore, what the heck?

Afterwards we went out for a very jolly dinner at a fancy Thai restaurant with 25 people at a long table. It was sponsored by Alternative Comics and the publisher was there, a very handsome and kind looking guy I never really got to speak to.

All in all an excellent trip and now I'm headed home where it's supposed to be 90 degrees, and Dinah's back for the week.

Saturday, March 22, 2008


Just a couple of sketches from the lectures yesterday. Some were quite interesting. It helped when they used Powerpoint, even though starting Powerpoint was a trial for many. I don't plan on using Powerpoint.

This person didn't have any visuals so I didn't know what the heck she was talking about. Later I got information from her on manga titles and will be ordering stuff from amazon. My typing is calmer and more sensible today because I'm not using the tablet handwriting feature. Instead I'm about to practice with the remote control that's just bigger than a matchbook which will select the films I want to show and talk about. I've always had issues with remote controls. At home I can't turn on the tv by myself.

I also have to be careful not to say anything sassy since I might accidentally click on this blog. Everyone has been very nice to me. Most of the people here are really smart and articulate too, so I know I'm not in the San Fernando Valley. The keynote talk last night was exceptionally grim, which isn't my favorite category. (about murders, especially in Mexico). I discovered I could take a photo== not easily-- with my laptop, so here's the view of Lake Alligator from my porch here. (Don't know it's real name.) Time to practice- bye

Thursday, March 20, 2008

for LINDA & Stray G !

I wrote this post as a reply to Linda and Sally's matzo trip plansmake that NUTZ o but when I had to insert the wavy text for_verifi- cation the tablet refused. So here goofy Tennessee my reply

Do you know how scared and hysterical ha ha ha this post has made me? Sitting in a slightly chewed but attractive hotel room-writing this on The Tablet -big Southern lake outside the window but all fenced off because of gators - camera battery dead. Nothing worse than seeing people you Know in the audience-actually there's lots worse! -I have inside information that the conference insists on a dress code of underpants only. At least mine are new. 1 m going to read from whinSey, log at the end. printed out a few pages that cracked me up. Bye Goofy Buddies!Not sure How to fix typos. Listening to drag racing guys on adjacent porch.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

One More for the Road

I came upon this weird silkscreen I did my last year in college and thought it deserved a post. I'm packing up, and we'll see if I post from Florida, no telling how that will go.

While looking through papers, I also came upon this amazing line-up from a beach club at Myrtle Beach, summer of 67. As you can see I went there with Bob Kluttz. We saw Marvin Gaye and he was great. Be sure to read the bottom line.

Bot Code (for Jesse) or anyone else who likes code

WARNING: strictly a code post!

Here's the basic code I use for a chatbot in ActionScript 3.0. You can see it's fussy with everything needing to be declared before things get started. It takes the line "Clean the house" and checks it against three different regular expressions. Then it chooses a random answer from a group of answers in the my_ans array.

I'd thought switch/case might make it all cleaner but now I think I'll stick with the system that's working. Flash doesn't have as many features in regular expressions as JavaScript.

var i:int;
var m:int;
var questnum:int=3;
var allquests:Array= new Array();
var my_ans:Array= new Array();

var rg0:RegExp = /goomba/i
var rg1:RegExp = /It is/i
var rg2:RegExp = /clean/i

var testline:String = "Clean the house";

for(i=0;i<questnum;i++) {
allquests.push(this["rg"+i]);//so can access in next line

for(i=0;i<questnum;i++) {
if(i==0){my_ans=["goomba is nice","GOOMBA?","goomba-never"]}
if(i==1){my_ans=["It certainly is","is what?"]}
if(i==2){my_ans=["It's clean already","how clean","cleaner than dirt","like, Mr. Clean?"]}
m = Math.floor(Math.random() * my_ans.length);

The other thing I don't like about this is the answers are far away in the code, from the questions, and it can be a pain adding things. I may try making individual functions for each answer, since there are often qualifying conditions within a reply, as in this example from Whinsey:

if(!=-1){ans=["I have seen the inside of your "+RegExp.lastMatch+" and you should clean it!"]}

else{ans=[righto+ " is my home away from home!"]}

Flash doesn't do RegExp.lastMatch for instance. righto is RegExp.RightContext.

Can you believe I know all this? NUTS!

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Watching the Nerv-o-Meter

Yesterday was our anniversary and I got these gorgeous roses delivered. eeks. tanks!

On Thursday I'm flying to Gainesville for a comics conference, and the nervometer is definitely kicking in. I'm scheduled for a 1 1/2 hour talk. Phoebe Gloeckner will also be there. I loved her "Diary of a Teenage Girl." I also remember her mother. There's a lot of sex talk on the menu at this conference. Good thing I just made "Whinsey on the Phone." I haven't done a presentation since before Dinah was born I think.

Here's a close up from a large etching I did in college. The symbolism is now so clear to me, but at the time a mystery image. Etchings were such a kick, sticking the needle in the thin layer above the plate, everything reversed. Anachronism times ten. Hey are those spotted Chows pulling the egg? (I studied Medieval Art in college-- great backup in life, yeah, but yeah.)

Taking my dear tablet computer along to Florida, just crossing my fingers that it plays the dvds-- otherwise I'll be rambling about, uh, panoramic eggs or something.

Here's a full version of the etching. It's large.

Although I never thought of symbols while creating it, I see it as dealing with my father's death- the egg, the Lincoln like figure, (he looked like Lincoln), the Packard heading towards the egg. My old house is off in far right, and in distance that castle maybe represented Germany, where I was going to spend my junior year. Not sure about the deer, maybe it's the Bambi lost parent thing, and a figure in the distant mountains was related to some saint, Eustace? who saw Jesus in the horns of a stag. If you study medieval art you have to also study Biblical stories because there's so much symbolism.

Happy Easter-2008

I never did find the lovely panoramic egg postcard, but here's some mean looking rabbits with rifles from around 100 years ago. The military imagery is fairly common in Easter cards of the time. I think I printed one last year too.

These are the eggs I'm talking about. (from ebay) They used to have little cardboard worlds inside. Now if you get one the figures are made of poured sugar and don't have that fantasy feeling, as if you could walk around inside if you could just get small enough.

While driving to an awful Thai restaurant in Northridge today, I suddenly remembered a song I used to sing with my grandmother:

"Bring Them in,
Bring Them in,
Bring Them in from the Fields of Sin."

(Her parents died when she was little and was raised by her uncle, a Methodist minister.)

The fields of sin? You mean like this?

Whinsey and Anita in an alternate universe!

Meanwhile I'm struggling with this code:

var tester:RegExp = /lunch/i
var testline:String = "It is time for lunch";
var rg1:RegExp=/goomba/i
var rg2:RegExp=/It is/i
var rg3:RegExp=/fun/i
//if(!=-1){trace("YOU DUMB CluucK")}//true
function medumb(){
switch (tester[0]) {

case rg1:
case rg2:
case rg3:
trace(testline);// that's what comes up.

Sometimes code is not fun at all.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Don't Look Back

I was actually looking for an old panoramic egg postcard that I can remember so well, but when you have a couple of thousand cards to look through it's easy to get distracted, as I did here.

That's the most teetery rock I think I've seen. What do you suppose their relationship was? Is this one of those old Berkeley lady/sherpa romances from 100 years ago? I like how the rock resembles the hats.

You'd think I would have turned it over to read the message! Well I did that today, and it's not South of the Border, it's Garden of the Gods in Colorado, with this message, June 13, 1910,:
"Sunday Morning
Affived in Salt Lake yesterday afternoon. Have not been out enough to see how the city looks. Going out to take dinner with Prof. Davis and his wife today. This picture was taken in the Gareden of the Gods, Colorado Springs. I hope to hear from you soon.

Lovingly, Harriet"

According to Sally G.'s cousin, who lives nearby and was asked if the rock was still there:
"It sure is! The people are gone, tho."

Sunday, March 16, 2008


This is the first panel of the only comic strip I ever did, in 1975, for Arcade, a comic mag of the time which Bill Griffith and Art Spiegelmann were publishing. I was really nervous about the lettering, and it shows. It was never in color. Click on the picture to see the whole page. It was originally horizontal composition, two layers, but I rearranged it just fower yew.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Mary McCarthy: THE GROUP

Last week I reread Mary McCarthy's THE GROUP, which follows a group of Vassar Graduates (class of 31) in the 30's and into the war. It was a bestseller when released in 1963, then a very popular movie in 1967, and now mostly forgotten. When I searched the library database, there were about five copies of this book in the entire Los Angeles library system. I bought the last copy at Borders.

It's a great book, fascinating in the observations and boldness of subjects covered, from communism to breast feeding to homosexuality and canned food. Having gone to a similar college forty years later probably added to the appeal.

Then last night we ran a 16mm print of the movie, THE GROUP. It was directed extremely well by Sidney Lumet in 1966. Imagine keeping eight waspy girls straight when they all have long hair and are the same age. The screenwriter followed the dialog very closely, and condensed a huge book into one movie with great style. Candice Bergen is the best known of the cast, but was actually the worst one in it.

Here's a choice short biography of Mary McCarthy, with several outrageous quotes, including this one:

In a taped interview with Dick Cavett, first aired in 1980, McCarthy said about Lillian Helman, with only slight hyperbole, that "every word she writes is a lie, including and and the." Hellman's defamation suit against McCarthy was dropped after Hellman's death. ''If someone had told me, don't say anything about Lillian Hellman because she'll sue you, it wouldn't have stopped me. It might have spurred me on. I didn't want her to die. I wanted her to lose in court. I wanted her around for that.''

Friday, March 14, 2008

Joe Weizenbaum Father of Eliza and A.I.

This morning I stumbled upon the obituary of the man who can be credited, I think, as the father of Artificial Intelligence. Joe Weizenbaum was 85, and died in Germany, a country he fled from in the Nazi era.

In the 1960's he developed the computer program Eliza, the very first chatbot, or personality who responds to what you type, just like my cartoon horse Whinsey does. It's mind boggling to me that this was developed in 1966. When I first discovered Eliza in the late 90's I was critical of her because she seemed sort of stiff, not realizing the history there. Eliza played the role of a psychotherapist to the person hooked up with her. From
I picked up this sample dialog:

"Men are all alike," the patient states.
"In what way," asks the computer-therapist?
"They're always bugging us about something."
"Can you think of a specific example?"
"Well, my boyfriend made me come here."
"Your boyfriend made you come here?"
"He says I'm depressed much of the time."
"I'm sorry to hear you are depressed."
"It's true."

Weizenbaum ultimately turned against the whole idea of A.I., seems as if he regarded it as trickery. In my own experience writing a JavaScript chatbot it is indeed entirely trickery, but at the same time I feel that the vast power of google is creating its own hive like brain.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Animal Action

Monday morning we met with the scent trainers and learned basics on how to teach a dog to follow a scent. With Molly's police dog background, (ma and pa) she figured it out really fast. It involved hiding a tennis ball in one of many boxes, then switching them all around like a shell game while I held Molly back. She gets released and has to find the ball. Because she has such high ball drive, as you can see in this picture, she really wanted to find the ball. I'm looking forward to further training. The trainers were very friendly and explained things clearly.

That night Molly started agility up again, and ran all around the course eagerly. She slept well that night. I didn't. The day was too exciting.

The next day we went to see Pepper. In addition to his usual stash of bananas and apples he got sugar cubes, carrots and even a Persian cucumber. He looked a little out of it. Molly was locked in the car.

The stable owner and a young woman were about to wrangle a very ornery and enormous one week old colt who had already kicked his new owner twice. The colt had a skin infection on his butt, (scours?) that needed to be wiped clean. I said I could help if they needed help. They said come on in. (3 women, one colt.)

He'd never had a halter on and was in a big paddock with his mother. The young woman, Rachel, had a plan to get him by the fence and pin him there while the stable manager, who's older than I am, would wipe him.

She got him by the fence, pressed all her body against him and grabbed his tail straight up. He made an unworldly noise, like a pig from hell, which then set off all the stable dogs who were lunging in towards the colt. The mare (mom) was very upset.

I got a halter on her and pulled her away. She kept lifting one front leg and then the other stretched as high as she could. Rachel lost control of the colt. He ran off to the other side. I let the mare join him. We tried again. I held one of the dogs too. This time Rachel repeated it all, and held him longer, and we all petted him a little. By the end, he wasn't fighting, but he was trembling.

Sounds awful, but that owner should be awfully grateful to Rachel, because you need to handle these babies right away or it just gets harder and harder, especially with little studs like this one.

Too bad the camera was in the car with Molly. Pepper and his bud watched the whole thing.

Another action shot at Lake Balboa:

and a dopey "honey, stand by that cherry tree" shot, happening simultaneously all around Lake Balboa this week.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Hooray for Richard Spooner

This past weekend Richard Spooner won both Grand Prix out at Thermal, the big multi week winter horse show in the California Desert, an event ignored by the L.A. Times but huge in the horse world.

During his winter campaign, Richard broke the 100 record for Grand Prix won by a single rider. He's now up to 103. He's based at the Los Angeles Equestrian Center. The local crowds roar when he enters the ring, and he's really nice to his fans, always the first one to the autograph table afterwards. The Olympic team seems to ignore him, making me think that must be very political and insider. Traditionally East Coast riders have considered themselves far superior.

A Grand Prix involves a set of 12 fences (approx) set at heights over five feet with ridiculous twists and turns. After a first round, only the horses that have jumped clean and within a time limit, come back for a second round, the jump-off, where speed and accuracy determine the winner. On Richard's site he's called "the master of faster." (His site could use some work though.) After the Grand Prix is over, the top horses take a victory gallop around the ring which is a treat to watch.

But here's the wonderful thing about Richard Spooner. He rose to his great success aboard a small white horse named Robinson. I've seen him win on Robinson for years, doing some amazing things on courses. Richard calls Robinson his very best friend. Now Robinson's about 20, and mostly retired.

But I just read this morning, that at every Grand Prix win in Thermal, Richard's gotten on Robinson for his victory gallop, and that's Robinson in the picture above. How lovely is that?

The big Grand Prix of the season, the finale, is next Sunday. I'd like to go there, but it's a 3-4 hour drive each way.

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Orly Draw a Story 1996!

After all the recent talk about avant garde hats, I started thinking first,
that I better learn ActionScript 3 sometime soon,
and second,
that I should take another look at a CD-Rom from 1996, Orly Draw a Story.

In this game a Jamaican girl and her frog friend can have various adventures, but you have to draw parts of the story. It's brilliant. The five slabs on the wall are story choices.
The animation goes over your drawing, the paint features stay within the drawn line exactly. There's music, dancing, funny comments about what you're drawing and the color you've just chosen.

I had a hard time getting the program to play, because it was designed for Windows 95. It's a Broderbund production, more than ten years old. I actually worked/consulted on a joint project that went nowhere, around 1997, with one or more of the people responsible for this great production. Wow, I would love to get a chance to work with them now. Did any of you ever see this cd rom?

The stories were funny and the characters strong. Great music too.

You could choose the pencil or paint, colors from a silly panorama of paint pots, or textures. It was so easy to make sense of it all. Dinah was only 7 at the time and loved it too. Of course she was the target audience.

sorry it's blurry, but look how well it integrates into the scene.

I had the sound turned off when I drew this one, so I thought it was supposed to be just a head, not the whole monster. At the outset just the eyes and mouth were there on the blank paper.

For some reason print screen didn't work for this, so I had to take camera pix while it was playing out. It must have been built in Director.

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Advanced Obedience

We met at the Encino Town Centre mall and practiced heeling through outdoor cafes, indoor parking lots, tight spaces, twisting stairs and lots of rich people.

We even all squeezed in a skinny elevator with one glass wall. That's Karen the trainer holding Molly. She's great. We're all having fun but a little incredulous that it's working. A number of the dogs started the training with "issues." There are seven dogs in this elevator.

When they were all totally exhausted we crossed Ventura Blvd. to eat lunch at Quincy's. It looks as if I'm eating from a dog bowl but it was actually a nice tri tip sandwich with cole slaw.

Just like the cool dogs in Telluride!

Friday, March 07, 2008

Incredible Shrinking Cartoon Budgets

Aka: I may have no business sense but I ain't this dumb.

A very nice person contacted me about doing some two minute animated songs for a commercial tv show. Total creative freedom and total buyout of any characters created. The budget was so darn low it took my breath away, and I said no thanks.

The graph above is not adjusted for inflation. It shows how the price paid for a minute of animation has dropped from $60,000 to $2,000. If you broke that to an hourly you'd be wishing you had that McDonald's job!

The figures represent commercials at Snazelle Films in the 1970's, Ruthless People main titles in the 80's, typical Sesame Street budget in the 90's, a movie title I did a year ago, and the current offer. Admittedly there are no cels involved, but there's still ideas and work to do!

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Moon over Northridge

no, wait!

That's the little soap I took a bite out of in Santa Fe! I looked at it in the soap dish this morning and saw it had turned into the man in the moon, or maybe Saint Whatshername.

I put it in the scanner, and then in the picture!

Could this be the holy soap that stupid people are waiting to buy on ebay?

Tuesday, March 04, 2008


At the Vent Haven Museum in Fort Mitchell, Ky, you can enter a room where every seat is taken by a ventrilloquist dummy. Sounds rather creepy.

This picture fell out of a folder today. I'm going to be giving a speech and presentation in a few weeks and I thought I should review some notes from when I used to do this sort of thing.

I found one letter I'd written in 1991 which was definitely classic psychic Sal.

"Animation is an intriguing medium; the idea of making your drawings move is irresistible. I think in the future there will be an electronic medium not yet devised in which animation will play a prominent role.

Avant garde? Sometimes I think a.g. is the desire of a group of young people to meet in strange places and wear strange hats and feel bad and inspired and as if they're the only ones who really know."

Must have been taking the smart pills that day!

Monday, March 03, 2008

Walking Around the World

Having made some funny money at the racetrack, I couldn't resist looking at ebay for old postcards. I used to be quite a collector, and still have several hundred in various closets. I almost never succumb to the collecting urge anymore. For a year or two (or three), I sold postcards on ebay, but it seemed too much like selling pencils from a cup and I stopped doing that. Not a confidence builder.

I'm not bidding on this amazing card, ($49.95 opening bid!), but I loved the story, which is told and retold in many places on the web, about a scam or true adventure in which the masked man set out to walk the world with his head in that nutzo helmet. The baby carriage is filled with postcards which the two intend to sell on their odyssey. The second man is along to keep the first man straight.

Sunday, March 02, 2008

Breakfast Club

all this action for a baggy of chicken mash! this morning, 6:10 am.