Signs, convincing visions of true horror from the minds of the youth and a flying reptile

 These are the best signs of the week. The first is actually a couple years old, from the chainsaw carving coffee stand on the way back from the Mackenzie river. Now I know how to abbreviate biscuits and gravy in  a text message.  Truth be told though, I still hold out for a second career as a roadside chainsaw carver as a retirement option.

 Have you seen this dog? I don't know that I would recognize it. But it looks like at least four other sharp eyed citizens may have seen a bone white hot dog with toothpicks for legs and a mushed upside down ice-cream cone for a face wandering down the alleys of southeast Portland.

Just Don't Do It.

This is the Dimorphodon that Ursa and I put up on the garage door to scare away intruders and velociraptors. The process really reminded me of the show boomerang (not the Eddie Murphey one). A TV program I remember nothing about other than the opening when they hang giant red letters on a barn wall and something about "bing bong bang."

Oahu Graffitti Style, some JET JET action, and a big big bug!

 So when we were in Hawaii we found this abandoned chunk of some kind of convalencence home with no roof and all grown over and under with amazing drippy banyan trees. This is the kind of place I love most of all in the world. Portland used to have one of these awesome abandoned spaces by the river, that we called pirate town. It always smelled like a dead fire and was covered from ceiling to floor in awesome graff. Olympia has the double tunnels and Tacoma had the underworld. These are the free spaces of the world, and one day millions of years from now scientists will find these hidden spots and realize how unsoppable the creative impulse was in the humans of our time. Anyway, I congratulate and thank the north shore for producing and preserving a space like this.

 Anyhow I'm too old for painting on other peoples walls, but  still get all fired up about the freedom of the art. So my solution I came up with years ago was to pant on garbage I find and leave it around for others to find. This way nobody gets hurt feelings and I still get to do some free art.

 And our last item for the day is the tiny video of the centipede that our eleven year old shook out of her bed things the night before we left for the mainland. It was trapped in a big old wine glass. That sucker is like five inches long. Another awesome thing about Hawaii is they know how to make cool bugs.

Signs I love, graffitti in my hood, some death and some pure living joy!!!!

this charlie sheen piece was in Michigan, not my hood, but awesome nonetheless.

Cannon Beach, mummified batman? Love it!

This is my hood!