Saturday, August 30, 2014

One Funny Dude

Usually, unless there's an article by Matt Taibbi inside I leave the Rolling Stone to Jess, we got a subscription and she likes it, so thats that. Maybe a cursory going over or through, that's about it for me though. The latest one has a good picture of Robin Williams on the front, that's it,with his name, Birthday, and Last day here.  Morks mug. Cool hat
He looks tired under it.

  I don't know if or for how long if he did live in The City, but we, we in this instance means everyone in the world that wanted to play or just lay around relaxing and enjoying themselves however, had a volleyball game every Sunday, I think every one, and I used to play for awhile if it was going on when I was walking by I'd play for awhile and then walk on into the great beyond of that magic strip of The City, out to the Tulips,in season, and the windmill, then across Ocean Blvd. to Ocean Beach. One of the many best parts of that walk was that after I got to the beach, I got to walk back through the park to Stanyan Street.
twice while we were whacking the ball at the net, Robin Williams ran , charged up jabbering and jumping up and around in circles and joined in.  5 minutes later the game stopped because everyone was laughing so hard and so much they became handicapped and helpless. Everyone got tagged,around the game, babys, dogs, anything alive there got it even the sqiurrels."Hey you hairy little branch hopping motherfuckers, we got ordinances about begging, get civilized"
"Oh, Jesus" ,he said to me, "Your poor mother, are you an only child, lets fucking pray you are for her and for the rest of our sakes too, how many people live in that hair with you, do they pay rent or just wake you up when your alarm clock fucks up?"
 then on to the next one, it was unreal. Maybe five minutes of utter hilarious fucking madness is how long it took him to tag us all, everyone.
   The next time he showed up he came foaming across the field, yelling "we've had it, I'm the ref, you will be doing exactly what I say for the rest of the game, now everyone,shirts off, just the girls, all you dudes can go now, lets go, get moving, we've got a schedule to keep here hubba hubba.."
     Then he tagged everyone again, "Sweet Jesus not you again, I thought that shit was fatal, there's a special hospital for specimens like you, I'll call an ambulance, maybe it's a medivac situation, did you already start killing dogs with a hammer? It's coming buddy, you poor bastard"
  He ran off back to the walkway and he was walking around with Michael Pritchard and Jane Dornacker, two more hilarious local comedians.

What the fuck do you say to a guy like that?
Rifleshot fast, unrehearsed off the top of his head, just unreal.

He did all kinds of good shit for everyone he could when he could.
He had enough though and decided to go, on his own terms, when he wanted to.
I ain't mad or sad. I'm glad he was here and I was too, at the same time.
So long, man.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Oregonian Saviors

     We got a new dog, Lily . Great dog, 9 years old. Black and big and the sweetest most well behaved dog I ever owned, no kidding, hands down. So we have a route we go on every morning, about 5:30 or later now the suns moving towards fall.
I make her wait until I see all the bats go in the attic, I won't miss it. They have a protocol,  only one can go in at a time so they all line up,not in a line we would be in, in  a bat line. They all swoop around and one at a time, never touching each other or anything else then
 all of a sudden one grabs on with it's bat toes and disappears in the crack there in the facia.
The fucking Air Force is lame next to these guys I'm telling you.
So anyway,we walk up behind the local high school,there's a big green football field which I keep her off of, imagine a dog that can learn to stay off the green grass for gods sake, but she does.
I played football and I can only imagine getting tackled, which is bad enough, and landing in dogshit.
She gets to piss on the goalposts, but only because others  went there before her and it's a powerful dog thing, pissing where the other dog did and I don't want to ruin her.
If you hit the goalpost, the dog piss isn't going to  matter, you'd have much bigger issues to handle than that

This morning there are a couple of kids, the big brother maybe 7 or 8 and his little sister about maybe 5, they like the dog, he's got a styrofoam airplane he's been working on and he asks me if I'll help.
"Well, yeah. Sure." He hands it over and since you can't miss this fucking thing around my neck right now he asks me looking the machinery over,
"Did the Ebolas get you?"
I been around kids, so I know better than to laugh, he's serious as a drowning surfer.
"What makes you think they got me"?, I ask him, being cagey.
"I heard my mom and dad talking that they're coming and will probably get almost everyone."
I took a minute then I told him "I heard on the news the governor got a deal they won't come to Oregon, so don't worry."
"Thats good, will you tell my sister?" I did that.
We got the plane up and me and Lily went home. We saved Oregon.
We did, we saved Oregon.
No charge,motherfuckers

Tuesday, August 26, 2014


-1963 civil rights act
-1965 voting rights act
-1968 fair housing act
          See, these disassembled the Jim Crow Laws
-1964 Malcolm X stepped away from the Honorable Elijah Muhammad squad
Stayed out there non stop, speaking intelligently and clearly about the only logical way his people could handle the furiously  pervasive treatment by another people who would kill or imprison them for just being alive   rascist dogs allowed by law in parts of Amerika to just take what these people owned away from them, just because they wanted to
slavery, a system that prevents millions of Americans from tracing their lineages past some fucking plantation or other
 slavery ,ESTIMATED AT 4 MILLION PEOPLE,"ended" with abolition so the landowners came up with fair practices like sharecropping, no black people allowed on the train, people shot for trying to get away or having a car in their yard
the murdering bastards that resisted abolition stopped for long periods any change that would have honored humanity
Alabama,  Atlanta, Bull Connor and his goddam dogs
 the suckface fucker from Alabama who ran for president on a platform built and held up by ignorant weasels wearing sheets and hiding their names and are still there.  93% of the states voters in 1962 voted for this asshole to be their governor.

1965-we saw the formation of the Black Panther Party for Self Defense
1965- Malcolm is murdered,at a speaking engagement
1969- Fred Hampton and Mark Clark are straight up murdered by Chicago Pigs at 3 am, while in their apartment, sleeping in their beds, no charges are ever filed
1969- almost all the leaders of The Black Panther Party for Self Defense are under indictment and are either dead, in jail, prison or in exile
1971- we learn of cointelpro, the FBIs answer to 1963,1965,1968 that established for all who cared to see that a state of Apartheid had existed in Ameika , supported and enforced by the FBI since 1958, supported and enforced by the Justice Department as back-up for the FBI,as they "fought" for the "civil rights" for a people who had learned to last and generally,by and large, avoid the fate of Native Americans,mostly by keeping their heads down and being quiet.
There's more, lots more, but I don't want to write for seven months listing and cross referencing,
plus I don't have to prove anything
It's right there in the newspaper,
I'm going to throw up