"Like a breeze blowing through the house..."

I've finally got all the beer brewed up for the BBB Festival. 30 gallons in 10 days isn't too bad. Hopefully it's enough. If not, you'll all drink rum...

I support any mail carrier who wishes to wear a kilt....

I want to know everything that there is to know about growing cereal grains, crop rotations and sustainable farming techniques. If anyone out there possesses some of this knowledge or knows a good direction to look let me know. Once I get a firm understand I can move on to the next subject: animal husbandry...

It's market day! I'm going to make curry tonight with some friends. Probably drink some Spanish wine. Definitely something to look forward to...

I disassembled my desk last night. It was time for it to go. It's been a couple weeks since the computer broke down and I think that I've been getting more done. There are times that I miss it, but I get a fair amount of computer time in at work....

I'm glad that the rain finally made an appearance. It'd been too long...

I'm back on the patch. It's been kind of up and down. Hopefully I can stick with it this time. I pretty sick of smoking right now...

Just a reminder: If you want to get in on the BBQ cook off let me know ASAP. I'm cutting off registration in the near future....

Short and sweet

Haven't blogged in a while. I guess I've just been busy...

Doing lots of brewing. Got about 20 gallons done in the last week. 10 more gallons to go and we'll be ready for the BBB. I should do it tomorrow, but won't. I guess I should leave something for the weekend...

Went to Portland last weekend. Good times. Spent most of Saturday on the Columbia drinking beers and soaking in the sun. My skin felt much more reptilian when I got back home...

We're thinking about getting a whole pig for the BBB. I was looking into getting a live one to butcher in the back yard, but the city won't let me keep around the house for a couple days, so I've got to call Bob, hopefully he can help us out...

If Burien is the Kirkland of the south, then Kirkland is the Burien of the east...

NOTE: Dad, I know this might not be 100% correct. But I think you’ll agree that it accurately conveys the insanity that occurred on that sunny summer afternoon in Kirkland.

I was in Kirkland last night and we stopped at Kidd Valley to eat, on the way back from Costco and the brew store. While we're (my dad and I ) were in line the woman at the register starts screaming at the people in the kitchen, "This is all wrong! Shit! Can't you fools getting a fuckin thang right back there!" At which point the other woman assisting here went into the back and the cashier starts again, "Thats right bitch you better go back there!" Then the person who appeared to be the manager said something from the back I couldn't hear but got a rise out of the cashier. "I don't need anybody else. Fuck I got this whole thing down. I been here longa that you have. I know how the run the fucking counter." I should mention there were about 50 in the Kidd Valley, and about 20 of them in line. So I get to the front of the line and she was like, "I take your order now". So I begin to order and before I can even finish saying "chicken sandwich" she turns around and starts screaming at these people in the kitchen again. When she’s done she turns around and says "I take your order now." I just looked at her and was like "Really?” and she's like "yeah I do it now, I know what I’m doing!" So we place our order (which she got wrong in the end) and go have a seat.

Now there is an older couple 55-60 at the table across from us and the woman is on her cell phone. The first thing that I hear her say on the phone is "good their here now." Then two cop cars roll up in the Kidd Valley parking lot and block in the car with 6 kids in it from leaving. My dad and I exchange an "Oh God" look at each other to which cell phone woman looks over and says "OPEN CONTAINER! Those kids have open containers!" The cops then empty this car of kids, two teenage girls, in absolutely nothing, hop out and start lounging on the grass while the four dude start mouthing off to the cops. One cop goes over and spends the whole time talking with these scantily clad girls while the other two interrogate the guys. Sure enough they start making em walk the line. Cell phone woman is getting all worked up in the restaurant, continually repeating "OPEN CONTAINERS"

About 10 has passed since we ordered and we still don’t' have food.

So they then cuff 2 of the 4 guys because they just wouldn't shut up it seemed like. Cashier woman is now running around the restaurant with her purse trying to get someone in the place to tell her how to change the settings on her home phone which was forwarding to her cell phone.
More people are continuing to show up.

So then my dad goes up to find out what the deal is with the food. And cashier woman is like " you look like you do tele com work...show me how this is done." My dad just looks at her blankly while the new people working the cashier finally get him the food. Then the cashier woman disappears (for a while).

We get our food and things seem to be settling down, when one of the cops comes into the restaurant and demands to speak with the owner, not the manager, the owner. Who isn't there. Then cell phone woman gets up and starts yelling at the cop "OPEN CONTAINERS!" The cop looks at her and says "ma'am I don't know what you're talking about but you need to quit yelling that." At which point she trys to explain to the cop she saw the kids drinking and the cop just looked at her and said, "Well you're not a cop and unless the owner of the property is here and has any reason for me to keep them I'm letting em go." Cell phone woman almost broke into tears. She grabs her husband and is like "we're leaving!" So then the cop goes back outside and almost at the same instance cashier lady is back. Now she's with the manager walking around to all the tables individually apologizing for her rants earlier and when they get to my dad and I she’s like, "Where you here when I flew off the handle earlier?" I’m just thinking, "WTF bitch." But politely reply, "oh yeah, we had a scene." The manage then apologizes for the problem and has to practically smack the cashier woman to apologize, "I’m sorry just people stealing food and yelling at me and..." At which point my dad wanted to cut in, "Well if you were really sorry about it you wouldn't stand here and make excuses and your boss here wouldn't have to force you to do it." But her boss cut in and just took over the scene apologized again and then went to the next table.

We finished eating and went outside. One of the kids was in the back of the cop car cuffed. All the other kids were sitting on the grass laughing with the two cops, one of which was holding a breathalyzer.

We just drove away.

Just another Monday...

Wolf Parade!!!! I'm happy to say that I'll be in the audience tonight for the show at Neumos...

What a lazy weekend. I decided to take a nap Saturday afternoon around 4pm. Slept all the way to Sunday. Then just sat in the shade of the willow all sunday, venturing out occasionally to play a little monkey ball...

I love my iPod on random. Here's a set list from earlier today:
Bob Dylan - Mr Tambourine Man
MF Doom - One Beer
John Coltrane - A Love Supreme
NIN - Starfuckers, Inc
Olivia Tremor Control - Green Typewriters IV
Just a little bit of everything...

I never was much one for raves. Something about them always seemed dangerous...

I have a Chinese fortune that I keep up at my desk, "An unexpected phone call will bring good news." I'm still waiting for that to come true...

The president has lifted the executive ban on off shore drilling. He thinks that congress should do that same. I think he's a douche bag. This isn't going to help us. It's like giving morphine to a heroin addict, just displacing the problem. But I guess in the end it's become part of our American way of life. Pavement said it best, "Develop the coast and sell the air, you know if we could we'd sell the air"...

Bands, brew and BBQ: A Lucile Street Event

Alright everyone summer is here. And in honor of the season we'll be having an extravaganza down on Lucile St, August 16th.

We will have beer and other beverages to keep you cool through the day.

So far two bands have been confirmed to play, The Madonner Party and Johnny Durango, if you know of any one else that would be interested in playing let me know.

We will also be having a BBQ cook off. Anyone interested in participating here's the scene:
It's a team effort. Each team will consist of 3-5 people.
Pre-registration is REQUIRED. If you don't register by August 1st, sorry no dice.
Each team is responsible for bringing their own BBQ and cooler if necessary (sorry I only have one)
Each team must enter and dish into each of the following categories: Main Entree, Side Dish (BBQ'd), Side Dish (Cold), Appetizer, Dessert.
All dishes (except the cold side and dessert) MUST be prepared on site, on the BBQ.

Any questions, don't hesitate to hit me up. I hope to see EVERYONE there!!!!

Blue is a good color. But not nearly as good as green...

My hard drive at home went out last night. I guess it couldn't take the heat. I don't blame it. There are times I would rather just give up. It really sucks that all my documents are gone (pictures, music, writing) but it's also somewhat liberating...

I spent all winter waiting for the summer to get here. Now that its here I can't wait for the fall to come again...

I want to move out of the city and live on a farm. I would have chickens, a goat, a dairy cow named Henrietta. I think it would be good for me in the long run...

I've found that when some people don't like my answer they will pause, for a long time...

I left work yesterday around 530. The sun was hot, but I decided to walk to QFC. Rainier was the usual wasteland. Fast food burger wrappers and plastic bottles lined the street for miles. As I was passing a small hardware store a woman, not too far away, let out a slight squeak and pointed in my direction. I gave her a quizzical look and pointed at myself as if asking a question. She replied with a smile and then waved before turning to head up the road. The grocery store was full of people. Everyone eager to please their family by bringing home the perfect meal. I weaved in and out of the displays and aisles, hoping my stay would go unnoticed, which it did. I left with my paper bag of meat and potatoes. The bus was pulling up to McClelland the same time I did, we were both stopped by a red light. The light turned green and we both moved into the intersection. The bus reached the stop before I did giving people time to exit the coach. As I reached the shelter I noticed that a young woman was sitting on the bench burning a plastic comb. Her eys moved wildly around the shelter as the smoke danced around her. I couldn't tell if she was intoxicated by the fumes or some other mind bending drugs. But for those few seconds that I observed her before boarding the bus she was beautiful...

The hospital, deer carcasses and purple robes

I've been dreaming a lot lately. This weekend it seemed much more than usual. I'm not exactly sure why, it just happens...

I was running through a hospital, from an unknown figure, wearing the standard light blue patient's gown. As I ran from wing to wing, the hospital was enormous, I eventually stumbled upon a young man with a skate board. As I passed him he looked up at me and said, "You'll get there faster on a board." At which point he launched the skate board in my direction and without missing a step I was now skating through the emergency ward. I rounded a corner and without warning was pulled into an examination room where 3 nurses were tending to a newly born child. One of the nurses picked up the child and presented it to me, "Here is your son." I was so dumbfounded I didn't speak at first. Finally I found the words, "Who is the mother?" The nurses chuckled slightly, "Well you are." I looked at the other two nurses who just smiled at me. "Well then who is the father?" "You are." Then one of the other nurses came close to me and whispered in my ear, "Take care of that child, for you are one." The room was then empty except for myself, the skate board and the child. A man entered the room, at first I thought that he was some kind of doctor but he identified himself as my father (he looked nothing like my father) and said that he was here to help. He took the baby from me and began to use gauze to wrap the child onto the skate board until it was completely covered. He then picked up the cocoon and handed it to me, "You must take care of this package. Let no one see it." I looked at him blankly, "I don't understand." He simply replied, "In time you will."...

The forest was dark and I was sitting before a campfire. There were many other men, none who I recognized, all laughing and drinking as they cooked roughly butchered animal flesh. The deer they had killed was lying a short distance away and appeared to still be alive despite the large section removed from it's abdomen. The men talked about hunting and warfare, we seemed to be at war with another "tribe" in the area. A large man sat not far from me, silently, abstaining from the rest of the activities. I walked over and sat next to him. I asked him his name but he didn't reply. His eyes were constantly fixed on the fire. He then turned to me slowly, "Have you ever sat and appreciated the fire?" "Many times sir," I replied quickly. "Then you are familar with it's dance?"...

The room was decorated in red and purple, lit only by candles. Woman were all around the room, wearing simple scarfs over their breasts. I was young, no more than ten. There was no signs of modern life anywhere. Shrines lined the edge of the room depicting various gods. I sat for a long time just observing the room and all it's intricacy, until a group of men entered, dressed in metal armor and holding long spears. Following the men was another man wearing purple robes. As soon as he entered the room he took notice of my presence. "Why is there a child in here!" Immediately the armed men moved toward me. The last thing I remember was a feeling of complete terror and lack of control...

Can I do this bit by bit?

So I'm going to try this a little different. Instead on one big post all at once I'm going to update the blog throughout the day. So just because you're already read it doesn't mean it's the same...

The bus didn't stop for me today. I was 20 feet from the stop when it pulled away and left me standing, isolated, on Rainier. I was only 5 minutes late for work though...

Mmmm, coffee...

In light of recent news I have a bit of advice for everyone. Don't climb fences. They're there for a reason. Failure to follow this advice can result in impalement or decapitation. Neither of which is too much fun...

The florescent above me are having adverse side effects. The rays seem to be seeping in through my skull. Maybe I just don't want to be at work...

No blog today

So no blog today. I did go through and get the pics added to the Memorial Day Mayhem blog. I think that the pics help a bunch. Peace out yo's...