A More Focused Attempt at Caring

This is a collection of my personal attempts at making sense of the reality that I see for the 15 minutes that I see them. There are also bits of fluff scattered in, and random pictures of my dogs.
Fri Jul 29
White Stripes on Conan

Oldie but goodie.

Thu Jul 28

Love this so much. (by failblog)

Sat Jun 18
“ …every Saturday at the market there’s a musician there that plays this beautiful classical cello music, really beautiful…that dude is the fucking bomb, bro. Overheard at Tamarack Brewpub, a few nights ago
Sun May 15
Sat Apr 23
[Flash 10 is required to watch video]

Gus’s first sustained laugh. A six year old in the row ahead of us pretended to punch himself and fall for ten minutes, and Gus laughed most of the time. I missed the best bits, but this is at least a taste.

Fri Apr 8
Plane ride from Missoula to Seattle at 7 am is one of the most beautiful you can take. Any trip into Seattle from the east will do, but especially as the sun first starts to hit the Cascades.

Plane ride from Missoula to Seattle at 7 am is one of the most beautiful you can take. Any trip into Seattle from the east will do, but especially as the sun first starts to hit the Cascades.

Tue Apr 5

Mountains exist that look like this. People actually jump off them. Somebody thought to start bringing along high-def cameras so people like me can shit their pants at the thought of standing at the bottom of a place like that, let alone the top and jumping off.

The mountain range reminds me of the “flying squirrel” base jumpers that have suits to glide along the face of the mountain and travel twice as far forward as they do down. Same type of impossible-feeling cliff face.

I would love to be a person who did this if I weren’t the type of person who thinks it’s fucking insane.

Sat Apr 2
“ I’ve seen a blind guy bite a police horse! A puppy committed suicide after he saw our bathroom! I once bit into a burrito and there was a child’s shoe in it! I’ve seen a hooker eat a tire! A pack of wild dogs took over and successfully ran a Wendy’s. The sewer people stole my skateboard! The projects I lived in were named after Zachary Taylor - generally considered to be one of the worst Presidents of all time! I once saw a baby give another baby a tattoo…they were very drunk. Tracy Jordan, 30 Rock Season 4 (via wikiquote)
It has been pretty dreary in Missoula lately, so the sun we saw today helped the garden space feel a bit closer towards growing things. The most obvious sign of progress is the three new wooden beds—each 12” deep. They’re mostly without dirt, though, so they look a bit strange.  At the bottom of the picture is a relocated plastic bed. No dirt either, but that’s next on the list. “The list” goes as follows: 1. Get dirt 2. Grow stuff 3. Make millions of dollars, somehow

It has been pretty dreary in Missoula lately, so the sun we saw today helped the garden space feel a bit closer towards growing things. The most obvious sign of progress is the three new wooden beds—each 12” deep. They’re mostly without dirt, though, so they look a bit strange. 

At the bottom of the picture is a relocated plastic bed. No dirt either, but that’s next on the list. “The list” goes as follows:

1. Get dirt

2. Grow stuff

3. Make millions of dollars, somehow

Thu Mar 31

This looks wonderful.

Mon Mar 28

Just as I come up with a great way to make money (travel the world and box up nothing but sell it as “artisanally boxed in ____”), I see this. I even had a name picked out—Joe’s Juju. Either that or “Box o’ Mystery.

I hadn’t considered the challenge of plain old air contamination, though.

“Share The Air” Presentation (by spiralmoonmedia)

(Also, I assume this is fake, hoping that it’s impossible that someone asks for $500k with a hand-scribbled presentation. The business plan seems so solid, I know. Call me suspicious)

Sat Mar 26
A week in, and there’s some progress to report. Three of the old plastic beds came out, one new 4x7 bed of reclaimed cedar in. The “plan” is to install two more 4x8 boxes to either side of the three shown in this picture. We’ll use the plastic beds up closer to the house for less sun-needy veggies. If all goes well with the boxes, we will have a path of flagstone running down the middle as well. I’m anxious to get everything installed and planted, because then ill just have to worry about the damn deer hopping the fence. I’m trying to justify buying a beebee gun and reigning down thunderdome justice on anything trying to get in. Either that or chicken wire…

A week in, and there’s some progress to report. Three of the old plastic beds came out, one new 4x7 bed of reclaimed cedar in. The “plan” is to install two more 4x8 boxes to either side of the three shown in this picture. We’ll use the plastic beds up closer to the house for less sun-needy veggies. If all goes well with the boxes, we will have a path of flagstone running down the middle as well.

I’m anxious to get everything installed and planted, because then ill just have to worry about the damn deer hopping the fence. I’m trying to justify buying a beebee gun and reigning down thunderdome justice on anything trying to get in. Either that or chicken wire…

Mon Mar 21

FYI: This is not Gus. Blasphemous, I know, to post someone else’s baby video, but it’s impossible to watch this and not laugh. [via youtube/buzzfeed]

Gus is possibly days from his first giggle. He’s got smiling down and can even make a little sound now when he’s amused, but it’s not quite a full giggle. More than walking, talking, eating solids and all that, I’m most looking forward to him laughing (for my own self-esteem building).