"tell me whose fault is that babe"

I got a really cool tossle cap today. it has a lil red puffball on the top; it's rad. $15 a good deal? I'm stoked to go snowboarding on friday. we're getting there early too, so maybe we'll lay some fresh tracks. either way, my dome will be warm. i'll be grabbing stale in no time. Did you know the John Cash song 'ira hayes' is about a real person? look it up man. Ira Hayes was a Pima indian. He was one of the men who raised the flag on Iwa Jima in that ultra-famous photo. Later, his likeness was cast in stone, or metal or something, in that monument of the same photo. the guy was honored and cheered for awhile when he got home, but he eventually drank himself to death. heavy stuff.

Schumacher Furs, a fixture in Portland for over 100 years has decided to close their doors for a change of location. The family-owned business has endured years of harsh protests. Activists have been hanging around harassing people who go in and out and generally making a scene. I had some time to kill a few months back and went to see what all the hoopla was about. sure enough, a group of people holding signs were sitting on the sidewalk. it was like that seinfeld episode in which Kramer tries to put Kenny Rogers Chicken out of business by taking it to the streets; just yelling random stuff like "bad chicken" at whoever would listen. bad mojo, man. I don't like the fur trade but coon skin hats are pretty boss. hell, i eat meats. I'd read in the newspaper on several occasions how heated things had gotten there. It's looks like the owners, who vowed to hold their ground and remain steadfast, finally got fed up. Even though they said they're moving because of panhandlers pissing in the parking garage, we all know why they're hanging it up. DUH, the protesters were scaring away their customers and making it hard to turn a profit. I bet PETA's stoked. what about the ELF? ever heard of them? there's a fine line between activism and terrorism, but those ELF dudes have seriously taken it too far a couple times.This is the final resting place of my grandparents. They're my dad's folks. People always called Lucille Sal. She was Grandma Sal; a real sweet gal.
On a lighter note, working at costco gives me the distinct privilege of hearing an old guy take a dump at least twice a day. seriously, these old dudes come in to costco, mill about, maybe buy some glucosamine or some bananas and oatmeal and then get a hot dog. these hot dogs, mind you, are not for the faint of stomach. over time, I've built up an immunity to their digestive destruction and the gastrointestinal havoc that they can wreak on the weak-bellied. It seems that the elderly are particularly susceptible. I'll be peeing or washing my hands or something and, without fail, some old dude will hurriedly shuffle in, drop trow and let it fly. Though it may disgust some, I can't help but laugh.

DUDES: CUT THAT PONYTAIL. LiSTEN TO THE ROLLING STONES' AFTERMATH. TOTALLY TOTALITARIAN