Friday, January 23, 2015

It started out as a conversation about hot sauce.

We were talking about how I  turned a corner about hot sauce after trying my friend Shane's Ghost Pepper sauce..

" So you're Spanish but don't like hot sauce?"
"I'm not Spanish, I never been to Spain."

"Do you speak Spanish?"
"Not much, you would only really hear it if I was kicking you're ass, saving your ass or ordering Mexican food. I grew up talki'n regaler "Merican English."

"Then you are Mexican?"
""Nope, my time in Mexico can only be measured in hours, none of which were spent being born."

You must be Latino?"
"No, I'm terrified and fascinated with ancient Rome but I'm not Latin."

"So do you call yourself Hispanic?"
"I already told you I have nothing to do with Spain, I'm from Texas."

"Oh.. you are a...a.. Taquito?"
"Are you trying to say Tejano?"
"Yes Tejano, Like Selena the Tejano star."
" Correct, but I think The Tejano Star may have been the name of my high school newspaper, funny you know who Selena is."

"Texan huh? Did you have a horse?"
" I had a BMX bike and a surfboard (but if it makes you feel better I named them both Trigger).
"A surf board in Texas?wtf??"
"Yes Texas is situated next to a little thing we like to call...the ocean."
"Ha! Dingo surfs it up huh?"
" Ha yup, 20 years ago. I didn't say I was great at it but I did put my hours in doing dawn patrol."
"Wow, it's like I don't know you."
"We don't know each other, but it was nice talking to you."

Then we spent 10 min. in awkward silence until we came to my bus stop and I got off.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

picking my brain.

Ghost Pepper #17 good stuff

We got a care package from Shane and Amy Bugbee all the way from the Astoria of Oregon. Among the goodies (including zines, stickers and even some high end vanilla) was this hot sauce "Ghost Pepper #17".
 I don't like hot sauce but I love the Bugbees, so instead of waiting to use it for polishing pennies (yeah that's a thing) I decided to tuff up, make some damn tacos and try it out. It was so hot I could see tracers but it was also very good.
 The flavor had three tones the last one being the heat. It was like eating a lit cigarette and somehow enjoying it fully.
Now I'm hip to hot sauce...who woulda thunk it? 
Thanks S&A B! I'm still chomping down (I'm sure it will all come out alright in the end).

Sunday, January 18, 2015

wedding ride.

WestBORO Baptist Church Takes on PDX

 Olive and Dingo Reporting the "goings on" at Moda Center as the Blazers put on their sneakers to play the "Magics" apparently folks with more than "GO Trail Blazers!" signs started to swarm the premises! 
AND Here's what's up: When WBC decided to start picking on the LGBT community boy did they stir up a swarm of bees! First they had to deal with what Rich Mackin calls the "Who's who of Portland Trouble Makers" then had to deal with a huge pack of folks holding signs right where they (WBC) were about to try to reek havoc. This little band of haters went out of the frying pan, into the fire and then into another frying pan where Trail Blazers Fans started yelling "Go Blazers" as they do & a group of youngsters then started blaring unifying dance beats in the cold rain. And Darn it all: the Westboro Baptist Church folks couldn't take the heat. (too much fun) They literally ran away (total time spent protesting: 15 minutes). 

But thank you anyway WBC. You united a large group of loving, accepting humans of non-haters here in Portland who then got to dance & declare their own thoughts about LOVE. No one got punched or sued. It's a happy ending for all. Huzzah!

clown life

Tuesday, January 06, 2015

Go Team go!

We were talking about school mascots. My friend's school has one i think wins them all. No bulldog, no tiger, they chose killer algae, they are a red tide. They don't pounce, stomp, rock em or sock em, this teams plan is all about slowly, deliberately choking off all oxygen until everything is dead. I can appreciate school spirit set at biblical plague.

Monday, December 29, 2014

My boy opened a present to find a book on minecraft battle tactics.

My boy opened a present to find a book on minecraft battle tactics. Inside the book a strange rectangle object of mystery fell on the floor. "What is this?" he looked at it in the light with wonder."It's a bookmark" Olive told our space age kid who mostly reads screens."Hmm, good idea", he said as he put it in his backpack, opened his laptop, clicked open a new file, named it "Arcane 20th century reading equipment" typed a quick description of it's size and reported use, closed the file and then drag dropped the whole folder in the recycle bin. Closed laptop. And is now reading his book.

the Portland song

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Grampa Ed. played a really funny joke on me.

 I take a lightbulb burning out as a challenge to up my vision skills and lower my carbon footprint. When Grampa came to help us clean for the visiting dignitaries, he put bulbs in all the sockets. We went from a 5 bulb house to a 15! Someone turned the kitchen light on and from the other room I thought a fire broke out. I ran in freaking out to Ed laughing and rightfully looking at me like I was chicken Little. Thank you for the elbow grease Ed! And thanks for throwing my rods and cones a curve.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Lyle's doc about us. :) To see this video click the blue button.

Olive & Dingo from Lyle Kopnicky on Vimeo.

avoid rage

I'm a tactical thinker and i see rage as impractical most of the time. 

Ya gotta have pride in your operations and find the wherewithal to know that an emotional response isn't playing to win. 

Say to yourself "Ha, I ain;t going down like that sucka". 
Let it go if you can't make a clever move. 

A lot of the time the situation self corrects.

 Ya gotta let it. 
At least take a moment to regroup to attack when the odds are in your favor. 

Rage evolved from fight or flight and if you are saving babies from tigers it can come in handy, 
if not, give em a pass.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

doin da dishez!

People say crazy stuff to me a lot

A guy on the street tells me, "Hey your the guy called Dingo right?" I agree.
 Then he say's
 "You look just like yourself!"
 That was an odd thing to say as well as an odd thing to hear.
I would like to thank my parents and a grant from ancestral DNA for making me possible today.

Monday, December 22, 2014

Olive made a soap sculpture that looks like pie.

 Our 8YO boy sez "Looks good enough to eat". She tells him "Don't do that, it's soap" He forgets and as soon as she is away he darts in and eats some. Then he freaks out...y'know... cuz he just ate soap. We start taking care of him "Are you ok little buddy?" and he sez "Yeah, there's a party in my mouth but everyone is throwing up".

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Wedlocks: Olive Rootbeer and Dingo Dizmal wedding, MORE pics pilfered from friends!

Olive and her new Texans.

My father in law, he looks thrilled. :)

olive's grandma, Raggedy Ann, aunt Rosie (as herself) and Grandmas twin Dorothy

Mah Mother in law!

The gal who introduced us. Lookin great M.B.

my best man Lisa Loving

my new father in law isn't so sad after all. :)


Thursday, December 18, 2014

Wedlocks: Olive Rootbeer and Dingo Dizmal wedding, Up early prepping two venues.

VA volunteer army arrive.

lighting experts Nathan Bennet and Gordo Gaude

bike parking by Brian Sysfail

kid craft station

perfect, now to the Clinton for another round with some same and some different crews.

This journey couldn't be done without  donations and lots of volunteers. It was fun and a labor of love. The wedding is over but the bills are still coming in, wanna pitch in? :)