Blowing Smoke in Portland

Everyone has a story...

Made Up Dreams

Hard to believe

that after all this time

and after all this I'm

still me

No one wants to hear

what you dreamt about

unless you dreamt about

them

Don't let that stop you

tell them any way

and you can make it up as you go

It takes a lot to make you crazy

and a lot is always going on

DM

America and Mexico Border

A poor end to a great country...

Floral Happiness

With so many thoughts going through the  mind at once, happiness is as fleeting as the wind.

I knew he was around, somewhere.

Jesus hides in a cemetery in Yuma

Sweaty Campground

 112 Degrees. Is a pillow still a pillow when it is soaking wet with beer ridden sweat? Even in the shade of night, one couldn't escape the humidity. Discomfort, loathing, and the unabashed longing for something known not known before.

Friendly Campground

Salvation Army

Funny thing was, I wanted the same pair of shoes this old guy was admiring. He obviously had first dibs.

Guns, Guns, Guns

During America's economic crisis, a "CLOSED" sign in the storefront window of many well known businesses is becoming commonplace. Yet, the answer to surviving such a time may be in the ethics of supply and demand. How many people need, and how much money can one company make, on one dollar electronic chords? Obviously the owner of this corporation is on to something. Especially if your clientele enjoys shooting things rather than creating them.

Spectacles, Testicles, Wallet, and Watch

Some dress for the weather, some dress for fads. And some just simply dress the way they have their whole lives. The stairs of life seem to meld with each days labyrinth of choices.  

Duelo de Titanes

This little friend didn't chase the car, nor did he bark. But his stare made me feel like the outsider I was.

Craters of the Moon...

 I once heard Judy Garland is the mother of Liza Minnelli. It happened to be true, and cost me a favorable sum. I couldn't quite grasp why the poor girl would ever leave OZ. I guess out-of-season times were not as promising...

 As opposed to writing the year we graduated on our mountain (or hill as it was), my friends and I manicured a giant penis. Along with the words "SWEATY BALL SACK" in their respective positions. The next day at school, every car arriving to the campus from either direction was privy to the amazing artwork. 

My Own Private...

 "I once had a dog, who ran from his home. But that wasn't even close, to your cold heart of stone."            

       - Frank Black

Central CA

Why be sweet, why be careful, why be kind?
A man has only one thing on his mind
Why ask politely, why go lightly,
Why say please?
They only want to get you on your knees
There are a few things I never could believe
A woman when she weeps
A merchant when he swears
A thief who says he'll pay
A lawyer when he cares
A snake when he is sleeping
A drunkard when he prays
I don't believe you go to heaven
When you're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway...

- Tom Waits

NY

Biker Pirate

 Traveling along the ferry from Seattle to Bainbridge Island, I found a man with intentions much more mysterious then my own. I imagined his soul had been kept safe since the days of Peter Puget or the likes, kept inside a new type of pirate.