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Lick:
Roger Waters, Flickering Flame, Entire Album
I guess this made it's way into the library during a Floyd kick a few years ago. I don't think I have actually ever listened to it. So far so good, it starts with a chill cover of Knockin on Heavens Door. Have you heard Warren Zevon's. Holy Cripes I almost cried (okay I did cry)

Ladytron, Flicking Your Switch, From Light & Magic
Quite possibly exactly 7 times to groovy for me.

Flaming Lips, Godzilla Flick, From Hear It Is
It is the Flaming Lips so obviously it is fabulous. Leia said Wayne was on NPR on Monday, Haven't had a chance to check it out yet.

Ween, Licking the Palm for Guava, From god ween satan * the oneness
Figures the first actual lick song is Ween, no other comments.

Sonic Youth, Radical Adults Lick Godhead Style, From Murray Street
Sweet.

The White Stripes, Slicker Drips, From Sympathy for the Record Industry

The Cure, The Caterpiller [Flicker Mix], From Mixed Up

Eels, To Lick Your Boots, From blinking lights and other revelations

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Chicken:
Harry Winkler, Chicken Talk, from Plastic Zoo
One of the stangest intentional acts I have ever been aware of. A fella from college that would make a days food rations by slurrying together rice, macaroni, chocolate and whatever meat he fancied that day, comes to mind. A friend in design school whose final presentation consisted of playing a video of a crab running around in fast forward and himself dancing along with it, diving behind walls when the crab ran into its hole, up on the list as well.

Dave Matthews Band, Crash (dixie chicken), From VH1 Storytellers
Uneventful

Yo La Tengo, Return to Hot Chicken, from I Can Hear The Heart Beating As One
Pretty.

Back

damn snooze alarm.
Well I was pretty sad when I looked at the ol' serious duder's website to see it has been since last July since my last post, if you count a post saying it has been a while since my last post. So, today shall mark the first day of the rest of my blog.
That is all.

ps oh wait: the turbinator had knee surgery. her original vet sucked balls, so we took her to a specialist, got a large piece of steel screwed to her knee, and she is doing much better.

zzz.... zzz....

In the middle of a move and starting up a new project. Oh sure i'll tell you all about it, check Housebuilding Illustrated.

Azis-Nay

Now, I hesitate to use the word Nazi. No doubt, it is an outrageously strong word. It is also the only word that comes to my mind when I think of the Eugene Parking Enforcement folks. You might know them by the name they have given there vehicle of choice, "The Interceptor." On multiple occasions I have caught those fellows circling the block around the Kinkos on 1200 block of Willamette. By caught I mean I walked out to my car found a ticket, I knew it just happened because I was in there for less than 4 minutes. On this particular occasion I look up and see The Interceptor half a block away. I was on the Northward side of the street so I hopped in my car, headed North, but I desired to go South on Willamette, I took the first left, then the next left, then the next left, followed by a right back on Willamette heading South. Coincidently, I was following the Interceptor through all those turns, and then I watched it take a left back onto Willamette.
Now, I know what you're thinking. "If you were only in there for 2 minutes how did your meter run out?" FINE! I didn't put any money in the meter, you got me. But still what are the odds that the Interceptor would catch me in those 4 minutes? Pretty damn good because they circle the damn block.
So, a few weeks later I needs some copies. I park my car across the street from Kinko's, feed the meter and run in. I have some technical difficulties so I have to speak with a Kinko's employee. As I am doing this, I am watching The Interceptor out the window. I have been in there no more than 5 minutes at this point. Across the street I see the Interceptor, sitting there the entire time I am speaking with customer service. After three minutes fixing the issue, I settle up with Kinko's, zip outside and as I push the door open I see the Interceptor passenger get out and walk up to my window and put an little green envelope on my window.
I know what you are thinking. "If I was feeding the meter why not err on the side of overpaying and be done with it?" Well I put all the change I had in the meter, and what are the odds that I would get caught in the few seconds between when my meter runs out and when I am done in Kinko's? Pretty damn good if they circle the block and look for low meters then wait until they run out!
PS - For your own reference, they don't like it when you yell and call them out for "hovering." This act does not entice them to take back your ticket. But it does feel good.
PPS - For your own reference, you only need $40 dollars in unpaid parking tickets and late fees for them to boot your car. It also feels good to pull your car away after the Inteceptor Operator has ordered the boot.

Eugene, OR Design Links

Any others of interest?

area architecture
JM Cava Architect
James W. Givens Design
Rowell Brokaw Architects
Teal Studio
Waterbury/Shugar

Ecological Design Center
Jordan Schnitzer Museum of Art
University of Oregon Architecture

Eugene City Hall
Wayne L. Morse United States Courthouse

Pet Of The Length of Time It Takes Me To Post Another Pet

Holy crap. Baley, put that thing back in your mouth. Judging by Baley's tounge she will be a big-un, or al little-un with a giant tounge. Regardless, how can you say no to this adorable pup? If you feel the urge to save her, she is at Greenhill Humane Society.
Her words:
"Hello there, my name is Baley and I'm a 6 month old Lab/Chow mix. This means that besides being very beautiful, I am intelligent, playful, and loving. Not bad, eh? If I were to admit to having a defect of character, it would be that I chase other animals around. Put me around Sheep, Goats, Cats, Horses, Pigs, or other animals and I will chase them around all day long. I love to chase other animals is what I'm getting at. I really do. Other than that I'm completely normal - I love to play and run around and get pets. I'm very affectionate, and I'll crawl in your lap if your let me. I will sit for a treat. Kennel staff recommend that I live in a home with children over the age of 12. People tell me that I'll do well with continued obedience training... My adoption fee is a very reasonable $92 so come meet me at Greenhill today!"

Pure Consumer

Nike Free. As it would be nice if there were actually available for free, or maybe sweat shop free, maybe odor free, that be not the case. I know these pups are old news but I just have to chime in.
Free = simulating barefoot!
Yes, it is ridiculous. I might as well have bought some deodorant that simulates horrible body odor, or maybe a rain jacket that simulates being wet or at the very least a flashlight that simulates being in the dark.
Sure, I could have gone the sensible route and just gone barefoot. I mean this is Eugene; in Eugene, the "no shirt no shoes no service signs" are just up for decoration. In fact I get the feeling that quite a few local folk are using the deodorant previously mentioned. But at the good ol' Woodburn Outlet Nike Store these bad boys were half off, and I just couldn't resist.
Sure there is some science mumbo jumbo about strengthening your foot and running more efficiently, it is all over my head. I can tell you, that they are just incredibly comfortable. I can also tell you that with the profuse sweat that my feet produce I am regretting breaking them in as suggested with no socks, but hey I wanted to embrace the technology completely.
The are just damn comfy shoes. They basically feel like Super Socks, and why Nike didn't name them that I will never know.
Well I do know now, it was taken. Sorry Nike, but these socks do look super.
So if you get the chance, and you are in the Woodburn area, pick yourself up some $39.99 Nike Frees. And if you tried them and hate them, wear a man's size 11 and your foot odor isn't nearly as bad as mine, I can take then off your hands because they do seem kind of disposable, so I might need replacements sooner than later. I'll get back to you on how long they last before falling apart.

Southern Cookin'

Curious which way you sway? Yankee or Rebel? Take the test.
via Punkin Dunkin
My Results: "41% Dixie. Barely in Yankeedom."
I am just about as much of a mutt as I expected. Figures, living in Kansas for 14 years. Besides those 14 years there was the week I spent driving around the Bible Belt 6 years ago, plus a handful of trips to Texas and St. Louis. I did eat a lot of fried crawdads and boiled peanuts, That may have upped my Dixie points.
Incidentally, because of an outrageous agreement I made with my co-pilot, I gained 12 pounds of that trip. And until a few months ago I still had that poundage wrapped around my belly.
Thanks SparkPeople, Yay!
The undertaking was decided upon inside of a Krispie Kreme in Washington D.C. The great idea was to gain 8 pounds before we get to Jackson, Mississippi. Then drop those 8 pounds and 8 more by the time we get to Los Angeles. Seems like a good idea right?
7:00 pm - So we kicked it off with a beautiful doughnut spread washing it down with whole milk, before taking 2 dozen on the road for our all nighter drive to South Carolina. Over the next few days we enjoyed plenty of fried food, and beer. That did the trick. We weighed in in Jackson. I was 12 pounds over my original 174 @ 186. Oops, I had my work cut out for me. The plan was to run it off. Apparently my delicate frame couldn't handle the extra weight. I developed a painful case of plantar facitits before even strapping on my running shoes. So long story short, I kept the weight through from that summer (2000) until this Spring. I am now hovering around 170, five pounds over my college racing weight of 165.
So we have a few lessons:
1) Kansas barely produces Yankee Status
2) Fried food and beer will put more weight on you than you bargain for.
3) Don't forget to calculate for the stress of the additional weight. Flat feet + Flip-Flips = OK correction (Flat Feet + Flip-Flops)x 12 lbs = NOT OK
4) A Krispy Kreme sugar rush might cause a fleeting state of euphoria and diet decisions should not be attempted while experiencing this euphoric state.

Let's Talk Superman II

As much as I think Netflix rocks, I recently cancelled my subscription because I was suffering from the stale stack of movies sitting on the coffee table syndrome. I tried to fight it by sending back a movie if it sat on the table for more than two weeks, but that was kind of depressing. I will pass some blame on to Leia, she is infamous for letting them sit for two months.
I am sure I will fire up that subscription again, maybe next fall when the sun sets at some ridiculous midafternoon hour producing the perfect movie watching environment.
So without Netflix I am falling into old habits, ie. buying movies I don't need at Costco (or ShopKo). This weeks infractions:
Superman $6.99
Superman II $6.99
Blazing Saddles $8.99
All wise decisions, right?
Ok, lets have a little chat about Superman II. I love this fucking movie.
I think it might just be one of those movies where the producers took control of the last 20 minutes, shredding the beautiful ending that was written. I think the fight scene at Superman's fortress might go down in history as the fight scene with the most moments of extreme impossible suspension of disbelief. This is kicked of with the power that these aliens gain from our yellow sun, teleportation. I think General Zod was quite surprised to find he could do this, almost as surprised as he was when his dog-like comrade was overtaken by a giant Saran Wrap Superman logo Superman ripped off his chest like he is a giant super toilet seat protector dispenser. Did I see that right?
Oh look, evil Krypton outcasts, I can make fake Supermans and fake you out, ha ha. No sweat I can let it all go.
Now where they might have lost me when Superman, grunted really hard to cause a reverse chamber affect on the ol' molecular superpower taker-way chamber, a little port-o-potty imagery, no?
But in hindsight the Saran Wrap logo takes the cake.
Zod damn, I love that movie.
ps Did I forget to mention that Superman can erase memory with kisses?
pps About the whole "the new Superman is gay" thing. I have news for you. The old Superman was gay.