Monthly Archives: October 2007

Macabre Marionettes

Having thrilled to the CastIron Carousel Marionette play “The Horrible House of Dr. Hadrian” last March I was thrilled to hear they are returning to everyone’s favorite living room, Proper Eats, with their new marionette play for grown-ups.


These folks rock and I highly recommend finding your way over to St. John’s for a pint and the play. You won’t be disappointed! Besides all the little kiddies should be in bed by the time 9:00 rolls around so you have no excuse to stay home.

And…be sure to bring your leftover candy because you’ll want to give me a treat for turning you on to such extraordinary entertainment.

Happy Halloween!!

Tools and Space and Toys and Shit

Not having a basement and, until recently, no garden shed, our garage has steadily closed in on our cars over the years. When we first moved in nearly 12 years ago the garage held both cars, the lawn tractor, spare fridge, chest freezer, tool box, power tools and all the seasonal and infrequently used items such as the chafing dish, turkey roaster, holiday decorations and various other crap you just don’t want to throw away because you may use it someday (yeah…right). Still we had enough room to enter both cars from both sides and even had a table and chairs to sit at when we went out for a smoke.

Once a year we would take a weekend at the end of summer and straighten things up and find room for the newly acquired items. We put in a workbench, shelves for the garden supplies and smaller power tools. We bought a tiller and then a smaller one for the small flower beds, we bought a table saw, a stand to hold a supply of wood, a have-a-heart trap for the ‘raccoon relocation program’, a table to hold the large bins of bird seed and dog food, large pots for canning, cases of jars, and various other sundry items. Things were getting tight and accessing the shelf with the wiper fluid always culminated in new perspectives on the world when I’d next check my side view mirror.

With only a little lean-to of a woodshed, open to the elements on one side, we needed to keep everything prone to rust or moisture damage in the garage during the winter. Soon the smoking table went away because we didn’t use it all that much and it was just accumulating more shit, as flat surfaces tend to do. It was replaced with a smaller table to hold the laundry supplies. Two more shelves were added to hold items that we needed easy access to; propane tanks and lantern as the power was hit and miss, hummingbird feeders and bird houses, the delicate bulbs we had to dig each fall. The deck furniture had to come in during winter and the concrete we used for art projects. Ice chests, lumber, shovels, rakes and tree saws and before you knew it we had to pull the car out of the garage to access to a second person.

Finally, with the addition of the new garden shed/wood shed I saw the walls widen. This past weekend we moved all the garden equipment and tools to the shed. Two of the shelves holding painting supplies, garden supplies, car cleaning supplies and bulbs now reside in the shed. All the planters with delicate perennials or bulbs are now in the shed. The rakes, shovels, post-hole digger and hoes are in the shed. The deck furniture and spreader and saw-horses are in the shed. The sprinklers and hose fittings and barbecue and spare ladder and tree saw and weed eater are in the shed. Virtually everything we won’t need for the next 6 months are in the shed.

Better yet, we identified quite a few items that we no longer need and can either donate or give away. We also arranged the work area in such a manner that the toolbox is immediately adjacent to the workbench. Novel idea! I don’t even have to move the table saw to reach the screws and nails. Whodathunk? Best of all…you can now access both cars from both sides without whacking the door against the tractor or rearranging the side mirror.

Last night, looking at all the extra space in the garage I felt sad that we had accumulated so much shit but when I went to lock the shed I realized everything we’ve added is for the lawn and garden and the house and the wildlife. It’s not unused or unnecessary junk, there are no toys or novelties, no ATV’s or lawn darts (although I’d love me some lawn darts) no, everything in that shed is a tool and I love my tools (get your mind out of the gutter)! I love what they bring to my life and my yard and my table. Then again, being that they’re not used solely for my livelihood, I guess they’re just toys.


Tonight I flocked around and made these…


(flock of seagulls)

They were requested of us for a certain occasion and being the anal-retentive-triple-Virgo-I-even-drive-myself-crazy-perfectionist I had to make a test version before working with the good paper. Then I had to make another with a different good paper to see if it was more attractive. Then I had to make another with paper that I created on a whim. Then I had to perfect that new paper and make yet another. Then I had to refine that “perfected” paper and fold it into a crane for Mark because he was too tired to try folding his own and we’d procrastinated too long already.


(whim paper w/required name randomly inserted- look closely)

So…three hours after arriving home we have two cranes that we can send off for the intended purpose, 2 cranes that will probably find themselves on the Christmas tree, 3 cranes that have flown into the recycle bin, I can now fold an origami crane by memory and I need to go make dinner.


(paste paper crane and Mark’s crane on perfected whim paper) 

And you wonder why I blog so inconsistently.

Phun Photo Phriday

Gothic Crossing

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Last night Mark and went down to Queersville for a screening of Daniel G. Karslake’s outstanding documentary “for the Bible tells me so” as part of the Portland Lesbian and Gay Film Festival.

This is one of the most powerful films I’ve seen on the subject of religion and homosexuality and we stayed up way past our bedtime talking about it. I still cannot get it out of my head. As you can imagine, some of the stories are heartbreaking but others are equally heartwarming so do yourself a favor and put this on your calendar. It is brilliant, brilliant filmmaking!

You can find the screening schedule here.

Crazy times

It’s been really crazy around here of late. The social calendar really kicked into high gear the past few weeks and we’ve been busy trying to get the new garden shed secured for winter with paint, siding for the overhang and a retaining wall. Even work has been busy, busy, busy. I don’t know when I’ll get a chance to start my next project…


Whaddya think?

Phun Photo Phriday



Hidden Treasures

They’ve decided to change our building over to key card access during non-working hours. We’ve always used a regular key to get in at night or on weekends but I guess they are too low tech to be useful anymore. This means carrying yet another plastic card in my wallet. Although they’d prefer I wear the card around my neck at all times I refuse because it’s dangerous. You never know when that card may get stuck in the door and I won’t be able to pass it over the sensor and free myself.

I was talking with a colleague about the number of cards we’re forced to carry these days. It seems everyone has a thick plastic card now instead of the old laminated paper cards. I have so many that I keep the least used cards in my backpack. I pulled the stack out and found a certain department store credit card that expired in September of 04. I pulled the card out to shred it and found this…


Yes, this was actually found in a fortune cookie after a meal in San Francisco some 17 years ago. I’m still waiting although, at this point, the swimwear competition will not be pretty. And…they don’t know me…I will definitely accept it!  Watch me.