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Tuesday, February 21, 2006

new encaustic teddy painting

"We used to be together always..."   © 2006 

I am really digging my new encaustic painting set. To those not familiar, just imagine painting with hot wax, then scraping and heating with various tools to achieve what you want. This is a crappy photo taken with my mobile phone.. so you can't see the translucent effects you can achieve through layering or any of the other details for that matter. This medium is a fantastic outlet for obsessive compulsive behavior and very zen as well.

Unfortunately I am about to embark on a major inventory push for Owen Says (my greeting card company) and must turn my back on the siren song of my wax paints. I am in the middle of a new painting and am anxious to get back to it. 

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

I have now fulfilled my small pet fantasy

Having real pets has become obsolete. Where have you been? No longer will you have to endure the stench of the cage, or have your warm embraces met with sharp incisors dashing your hopes of warm cuddly fun. Because now we have PET CAM. My brand new obsession. 


Four Enthusiastic Guinea Pigs -

One Brooklyn Bunny Rabbit -

Monday, February 06, 2006

What a beautiful day!

Today is a fine example of why I love living in Portland. So beautiful, so green, so sunny. Got a fantastic nosh at the Moxie Rx food cart next to The Fresh Pot coffee shop on Mississippi Ave. Open only on weekends and some sunny days during the winter. Don't worry, you don't have to pick between the cart and the wonderful people at The Fresh Pot. You can get Fresh Pot coffee  and a scrumptious raspberry crumb muffin to go right from the cart.

A fine PDX perk - the creative and independant businesses that make living here so special.

Saturday, February 04, 2006

Bowling score maybe not fluke...

So tonight scored high of 98, which for me is pretty gosh darn good. I have not bowled in quite a while, ever since they closed my most frequented bowling alley. I have been apprehensive about trying my luck at one of those bright and clean alleys run by blue haired old ladies with not a speck of rock and roll music to be found or a crappy Ms PacMan game to remind me why I suck at Ms PacMan and why I only play it to see the digitized bow on Ms. PacMan's head... but anyways, I digress. The topic is bowliing. Specifically the new bowling alley I went to tonight. 

The new place is indeed run by a blue haired old lady, but I did find a ball with finger holes small enough for my freakishly small kid hands and one that would not throw off the balance of my fragile upper body strength (or lack thereof). There was also a guy walking around with a microphone and an afro because there was some bowling/gambling game going on simultaneously.

On a side note, while once bowling when I was still living in Atlanta, Georgia, I was actually denied a child size ball by a cranky lady who told me I was too old. I showed her my freakish kid hands, she shamed me further. I bowled a terrible game with a ball that weighed a ton (14lbs) and had giant man holes. Really I am not sure about that last part, but you get the point. So you can see why finding a ball on a busy Saturday night is nice.

I actually have one final thing to say about bowling. In high school I took a recreational Phys Ed class that included bowling. I almost beheaded a kid when the ball flew backwards after it slipped from my hand.

So bowling = fun (but with a little baggage)

But don't get me started on eating after sticking your fingers in shared balls and putting on smelly shoes wet with whatever they spray them with... ew.

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