Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Back On the Grid

David's stuff I ordered for him came in.


Saturday, June 27, 2009

Smith and Bybee Lakes Shit Yeah


A key to Ben and my afternoon at Smith and Bybee Lakes





Bustin through some weeds holy shit!




Fucking sunset shit yeah!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

The French Fork


My Mom's Mom was French Canadian. Maybe that's where I get it.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Another National Geographic Picture

It was just pure luck that we passed by as this stunning action was occurring.



Thursday, June 18, 2009

Sensitive Bon Iver Fans

Of course we all know and love Bon Iver, the sensitive poet. His type of music draws in those fans who are full of remorse, longing, desire and have a flare for the dramatic. This is evidenced by their comments on my Bon Iver spoof song I did a while back. There's been much disdain from the music community for my replacing the lines I told you to be balanced, I told you to be kind from his masterpiece Skinny Love with my clever lines I've been thinking about your ball sack, I've been thinking about your ass.

I did do a bit of follow up on these people who recognize irony and some of them are aspiring acoustic folk heroes themselves. It's a good thing they're not going in to comedy!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Troll 2 and Woods

My new favorite album is Woods: Songs of Shame. After hearing a mind numbing story on Talk of the Nation (a great fucking listen!) a couple of days ago I thought I would combine a cover of my favorite Woods song The Number with the beautiful women of Troll 2, a movie I have been enamored with since the early 90's. What a dream combo!

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

The Animals In My Life

While floating on Smith and Bybee Lakes last Sunday I was surrounded by nature- and danger!


DDT didn't do them all in I guess.




Time for this osprey to visit a beauty salon!




Up next were the animals on our road trip.
Oops!


That's a whale down there somewhere.



Joel's alpaca.



Please respond to this post with your own original caption about the photo above.




A tiny deer.




The last three Tule elk alive.


That's a dolphin. I should be a photographer for National Geographic. Bridges of Madison County like.



I got to pet this little fella!

Monday, June 8, 2009

My Grandpa the Hollywood Star

A lot of people have been wondering about my Grandpa the actor. As none of you probably know, Shep was a busy 'professional extra' in Hollywood and he lived in Laurel Canyon for years with his family. He was in such mind numbing classics as Gone With the Wind, The Big Sleep, The Poseidon Adventure, and the Wizard of Oz as well as 100's of other movies and tv shows. If you ever watch the old black and white Perry Mason shows he's the assistant DA in the court room and if you ever watch Hogan's Heroes he's the bartender. He has speaking lines in at least two movies- Back Street and another one called Palm Springs Vacation or something like that.

Above is a promo piece from the early 70's right before he retired. So regal! He has tons of mind numbing stories about Hollywood's greatest era, the 20's to the 70's LOL! One story I've heard a couple of times is when he was working on a project with Lucille Ball before her big tv show. Shep was really good looking and she was into him. He says that she was very aggressive in trying to get him to hang out with her despite that he was married at the time. The way he puts it: "she was funny but annoying." He also told us an interesting story about how in the movie The Hindenberg George C. Scott got paid by his screen time. There are many shots in this movie apparently that involve hands pointing at maps or driving a blimp. Every hand shot is Shep! If you catch the Poseidon Adventure on cable look for Shep in the scene where the ship has turned upside down. He's in the crowd in the ballroom.

Shep was in hundreds of ads including the one above which was in Collier's. Look at how happy he is after a yummy Del Monte treat! Shep told me that he was friends with many of Hollywood's biggest stars during his time in LA. He was also friends with many of the top name directors, some of whom encouraged him to branch out into larger speaking roles. The way he tells it is the minute you are recognizable is the minute you can't get jobs anymore except in roles that fit your cast type. He enjoyed working 6 or 7 months a year casually and then traveling Europe, living in Mexico or building his house on the Puget Sound in Washington with his spare time. He felt bad for his friends that were always stressed about whether or not their new movie would do well in the box office, or those who couldn't get work in a romance because they were seen as a 'muscle'.

The photo above was used in billboards throughout LA in 1936 for Eastside Beer. I was just at his place over the weekend for his NINETY FIFTH birthday! We looked at a picture from his first wedding when he was just 21. It was 1934. That is mind blowing. His first wife was also a Hollywood dancer/actress type person and judging by their wedding portrait she was a beauty. At 95 Shep is the last one left from the picture which has about 10 groomsman and bridesmaids. Crazy! He lives independently, drives fine, hears fine, sees fine and works in his garden and watches tv for fun. I wish he was genetically related to me. Him and my Grandma, or Grandmel as we called her because her name was Mel, met in the early 70's before I was born.

Above left to right is my Uncle Phil, Shep and my Dad. What fucking bad asses!

Friday, June 5, 2009

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Earth Calling Ben

My friend Ben got mildly injured the other day while trimming trees in his yard. The picture of him taking it easy after a visit from the medic made me think of him floating in space. As if somehow the massive bandage on his arm was a cb radio.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

One Bad Ass Owl Piñata


Thanks Julia! This son of a bitch rules!

The Rare and Dangerous Odell Lake Squid

I love those websites that show you cool and weird stuff on Google Earth (make sure to check out the urban warriors!). The other day I was browsing the Oregon section of the Pacific Crest Trail and I found something that surfaces from time to time in the legends of the people who lived in the high mountains near Odell Lake for thousands of years: The Odell Lake Squid.


Like many legends, this one was believed to be complete bullshit, as no sign had been seen of this monster in modern times. But also like many legends, this one was rooted in truth. A big 8 legged slab of squid truth. What a coincidence that the camera caught this! So next time your fooling around on Odell Lake with your jet ski, think about what lurks in the depths below.