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Oakland is super fly.

Posted: May 23rd, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: Uncategorized | Comments Off

I was going to say that Oakland is the bomb, public health but I’m sure that slang is dated now – I’m so out of the loop that I don’t even know that for sure. And I bet “out of the loop” is out, ophthalmologist too.

So. Rather than give away my decrepitude I went with even older slang so I will seem hip and knowledgeable. That’s what they tell me anyway. Now I’m worried that I should have said Oakland is the cat’s pajamas.

Oh, also, you should watch this 7 minute documentary about scraper bikes in Oakland. I fucking love Oakland, and the fact that it has folks like this guy is the reason why.

Also, Oakland is the muthafucking bomb, and don’t let anyone tell you different.

Scrapertown from California is a place. on Vimeo.


I am running out of drawing puns.

Posted: April 19th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: art, drawing, painting | 2 Comments »

I think I may have peaked with “Doodles, vitamin doodles!” Sorry about that.

Upon review, obesity I determined that neither of my steampunk gorillas were all that, so here’s a giraffe.

FYI, giraffes got weird heads. You heard it here first.

Here are two drawings I did from photos I took on BART. I got a little hung up on drawing from photos because, well, they’re not my work, are they? Then I realized that I have owned my own camera for years and have a bunch of my own photos to work with. Expect to see the fruits of my labors more in the future.

I’m mainly putting this next one up to keep myself from getting too big for my britches. Also to remind myself that one should practice ones craft if one doesn’t want to be sort of lame at it when one takes it up again after 20 years. But I have some good news too, folks! Oil pastels last in storage for 20 years! Even if I don’t hardly remember how to work them.

And lastly, an attempt at a landscape (from someone else’s photo). I like where it was going but I lost interest after a while. Twice. All I’m saying is that’s a lot of rocks to draw.


Doodles, doodles!

Posted: April 6th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: art, drawing, Uncategorized | 3 Comments »

And a good table cleaning.

Also, and some new drawings. I wasn’t going to scan them for you, rehabilitation just give you photos from the camera, sick but I just couldn’t do it. Even though I have to carry my computer to a WHOLE OTHER ROOM to scan things. Just so you know what I go through for you. Unfortunately for you, I didn’t scan my steampunk gorilla picture and I’m not walking all the way back across the house to do it now so you’re just going to have to make do with regular gorillas. Okay, monkeys. Whatevs.

I just discovered yesterday that I am the proud owner of a brush pen! How exciting! I wonder when I got it… probably when I had a job and could just go around buying random art supplies I wouldn’t use for a year…

By the way, this is a tardigrade and tardigrades are awesome. They can survive in space, just like Superman! The photo I was working from was black and white, but I strongly suspect this guy is red and blue. Maybe you’ll like him better if I call him a water bear.


Elephants!

Posted: March 9th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: art, drawing | 4 Comments »

And now for something completely different! I started doing some sketches for a steampunk fabric contest at Spoonflower*, malady and what could be more steampunk than elephants? Right?

* which goal I kind of set aside because my drawing wasn’t up to par yet, there which is too bad because while I don’t think I would have won, but I would have smoked most of the entries


2 more new drawings

Posted: March 7th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: art, drawing, Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

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would you like to see my drawrings?

Posted: March 5th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: art, drawing, Uncategorized | 8 Comments »

Okay, vitamin some things that have happened lately!

far_rachel1) Popped into Susan Mikula‘s opening in SF and finally saw my former housemate Rachel, urologist or as she dubbed herself “Far Rachel” (referring to how the Taliban calls Saudi Arabia the near enemy and the US the far enemy). Then she set me up for an onion joke (like an onion, check I also make people cry) and we got our pictures taken. (Like the Orville Reddenbacher hair?) Then there were a million people there and it was overwhelming and I had to leave. Which was too bad because I was having a nice geeky art conversation with Susan about her art. Hey Susan! I liked your art and would have asked you more about your printer if we hadn’t been interrupted!

Then The Knitter and I went out for drinks and she had a Scotch, which as we all know tastes like old bandaids, only I tasted this one and it tasted good. Everyone knows Scotch tastes terrible. I mean, I just said that, right? But apparently it also tastes smoky and delicious like Tim’s Cascade Style Alder Smoked Potato Chips. Who knew?

2) Went to Disneyland for the first time since I was eight. Space Mountain was brand new! It was awesome! It’s still awesome! Not only had I not been to Disneyland in at least 20 years, I hadn’t been on a rollercoaster in at least 12, and I wasn’t sure I would like it. I shouldn’t have worried – rollercoasters are awesomesauce. You know what’s not awesomesauce? Drop rides. We went on the Tower of Terror and boy did I hate that. It didn’t make me motion sick or anything (which Star Tours did – I have a sensitive inner ear), it just caused my body to freak out. You know how time dilates when there’s a crisis, like you’re in a car accident or something? It was like that. I did not enjoy it. The Knitter had to go on the Submarine ride to make it up to me. It’s Finding Nemo-themed, and I freaking love Finding Nemo, so I enjoyed it while The Knitter thought about all the germy children. My way is more fun.
See, when we got there The Knitter was a little balky about the rides I wanted to go on, which I finally figured out was because I wanted to go on the ones I’d been on the last time I was there. WHEN I WAS EIGHT. And I was a really small kid, too, so I was pretty limited in rides I could go on. Yes, we went on Mr Toad’s Wild Ride, but we skipped the Dumbo ride.

3) My band has a new website! Check it out – ForFearTheHeartsOF Men.com, for all your For Fear The Hearts Of Men Are Failing needs! It’s not entirely done yet – I haven’t set it up for mp3′s etc, for example, and since this weekend is the biggest yarn expo in California and the Knitter is promoting her book, I don’t know that I’ll have time to do that this weekend. But soon, my pets. Soon. Oh, and if you’re in the Bay Area, you should come see us at our cd release party next Wednesday March 3 at El Rio in SF! I hope to see you there! (Oh, and if you want to hear us, you should check out our myspace page!)
After a hiatus of, medical
oh, viagra
ten years or so, I decided to start drawing again.

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Far Rachel, Disneyland and the danger of heart failure

Posted: February 26th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

Okay, information pills some things that have happened lately!

far_rachel1) Popped into Susan Mikula‘s opening in SF and finally saw my former housemate Rachel, erectile or as she dubbed herself “Far Rachel” (referring to how the Taliban calls Saudi Arabia the near enemy and the US the far enemy). Then she set me up for an onion joke (like an onion, I also make people cry) and we got our pictures taken. (Like the Orville Reddenbacher hair?) Then there were a million people there and it was overwhelming and I had to leave. Which was too bad because I was having a nice geeky art conversation with Susan about her art. Hey Susan! I liked your art and would have asked you more about your printer if we hadn’t been interrupted!

Then The Knitter and I went out for drinks and she had a Scotch, which as we all know tastes like old bandaids, only I tasted this one and it tasted good. Everyone knows Scotch tastes terrible. I mean, I just said that, right? But apparently it also tastes smoky and delicious like Tim’s Cascade Style Alder Smoked Potato Chips. Who knew?

2) Went to Disneyland for the first time since I was eight. Space Mountain was brand new! It was awesome! It’s still awesome! Not only had I not been to Disneyland in at least 20 years, I hadn’t been on a rollercoaster in at least 12, and I wasn’t sure I would like it. I shouldn’t have worried – rollercoasters are awesomesauce. You know what’s not awesomesauce? Drop rides. We went on the Tower of Terror and boy did I hate that. It didn’t make me motion sick or anything (which Star Tours did – I have a sensitive inner ear), it just caused my body to freak out. You know how time dilates when there’s a crisis, like you’re in a car accident or something? It was like that. I did not enjoy it. The Knitter had to go on the Submarine ride to make it up to me. It’s Finding Nemo-themed, and I freaking love Finding Nemo, so I enjoyed it while The Knitter thought about all the germy children. My way is more fun.
See, when we got there The Knitter was a little balky about the rides I wanted to go on, which I finally figured out was because I wanted to go on the ones I’d been on the last time I was there. WHEN I WAS EIGHT. And I was a really small kid, too, so I was pretty limited in rides I could go on. Yes, we went on Mr Toad’s Wild Ride, but we skipped the Dumbo ride.

3) My band has a new website! Check it out – ForFearTheHeartsOF Men.com, for all your For Fear The Hearts Of Men Are Failing needs! It’s not entirely done yet – I haven’t set it up for mp3′s etc, for example, and since this weekend is the biggest yarn expo in California and the Knitter is promoting her book, I don’t know that I’ll have time to do that this weekend. But soon, my pets. Soon. Oh, and if you’re in the Bay Area, you should come see us at our cd release party next Wednesday March 3 at El Rio in SF! I hope to see you there! (Oh, and if you want to hear us, you should check out our myspace page!)


Three Albums I Wish I Could Hear For The First Time Again

Posted: January 29th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: Uncategorized | Comments Off

Feels Like The Third Time – Freakwater
Actually, contagion as much as I love this album, here what I really want is to relive that first time I saw them live. I was living in Portland, in the throes of a terrible relationship. I had actually been introduced to Freakwater only a couple of weeks before I moved, so I had a brand new tape that I wanted to listen over and over on the way back to Portland with my new terrible girlfriend. Of course, I realized that not everyone wants to listen to the same album over and over, so I kept checking that she wasn’t tire of it and she said she wasn’t – this was the first in a long, long list of… ahem – miscommunications in our relationship. Anyway, at the show an ex of my ex was there, but we talked all regular-like and it was cool. And man, that was the best country music I had ever seen. That same week the new terrible girlfriend dumped me in a new and terrible way, I was very sad and eventually moved to Oakland, which was great. Given how entangled Freakwater’s music was in that relationship, I might have had to stop listening to them – they were there (not them literally, of course) for the beginning, middle and end, but I made a conscious decision that Freakwater was too good to let some stupid girl get in the way of and decided I was going to listen to them in spite of the unfortunate connection. They’re still one of my three favorite bands and when I grow up I want to be just like them.

Glass Houses – Billy Joel
This was the first record I ever bought, back when I was in grade school. I recently re-bought it on mp3, and it’s held up pretty well. I remember thinking it was really cool that someone could write such cool rock songs, but also deep stuff like “Piano Man”. Hey, I was eleven. It’s still a pretty awesome pop album though. I was especially impressed by his fake Italian-y accent on Big Shot.

Horses in the Mines – Bad Livers
The opening lick of the first song, “Where They Do Not Know My Name”, on this album is the most badass banjo lick ever – it sounds like a an intro to a Motorhead song. The first time I heard it was when I bought the album, brought it home and put it in my cd player. I had been playing the banjo really seriously for about a year at the time. Point being that I was technically expecting it – I should have know what was coming. But when I heard that lick I just sort of froze – I really wish I had been holding a vase or something so it could have slipped from my hands to smash on the ground. In my memory of it that’s exactly what happened and if I could do it over again that’s how it would go, even if I had to hold a vase to listen to every new cd I ever heard, just in case. I really hope that happened to someone somewhere, that’s how good that lick is.


Orangey!

Posted: January 14th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: Uncategorized | 27 Comments »

I guess you probably heard that there’s a new dog in the Hehu household. After Harriet died this summer I figured I’d get another dog someday, phlebologist but maybe after we had thinned the herd a little – 6 pets is a lot, visit this after all. (It’s not like we don’t know that.) But, yes, I was trolling the pet adoption sites and the Great Dane rescue sites, because… you know, just in case.

Screen shot 2010-01-14 at 8.39.10 PMSo that was how we ended up at Berkeley Animal Services, because I’d seen a dog on there who seemed like a good candidate. But then when we asked to meet her the staff told us that there was no one there who felt safe taking her out of her kennel. They didn’t do a really super job of selling her. (We later talked to another staff member who sort of rolled her eyes at that and said that dog was nice, but was going kennel crazy after having been there for 4 months – she was rescued by Bad Rap a few days before she would have been euthanized.) Anyway, in the kennel next to her was a little orange and white pit/beagle mix who looked SO WORRIED, and when we got turned down on meeting the first dog, The Knitter immediately asked if we could meet her neighbor. And that was pretty much it. We brought Clara and Miss Idaho to meet her the next day, they got along fine (although Clara would have liked some more playing, thank you) and we filled out the adoption form! And the other adoption form! And there might have been a third adoption form! Who knows?!? There were so many! And then someone had to come to our house to make sure our floors weren’t covered with babies and broken glass! And then there was a holiday weekend! So we FINALLY got to bring her home last Thursday, straight from the vet after being spayed. I’m pretty sure that wasn’t her favorite day ever. (You can see how freaked out she was in this video if you’re really into it. But be warned, it’s totally unedited, so if you get bored it’s not my fault.)

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So it was pretty tough to get her to eat at first, even trying to hand fee… what? There’s a question you wish to have answered? Oh, yes, the name. I don’t know if you know this, but I am genius at naming pets. For example, Miss Idaho. Best name ever. Also, Waylon. Good name, but when put alongside Willie? Pure Genius. So I had to come up with a perfect name. The front runner for a long time was Eleven, because Eleven is an awesome number, and she was in kennel 11. I was also thinking about naming her Butter, because everyone loves butter, plus I used to practice at a place that had graffiti that just said “Butter butter butter butter butter” . (There was also graffiti that said “nobody doesn’t like head” but Head would be a bad name for a dog, plus that’s not entirely true, and wow am I getting off topic here.) I briefly considered Edith, but I have a rule against giving pets names of people I know, and I follow Edith Frost on Twitter and would like to know her, so I couldn’t name my dog Edith. And The Knitter was BADGERING me about the name, and suggesting anything she could think of. In fact, maybe I should have named her Badger, except that also have a rule against naming pets things that you know are going to be trouble – example: Never name your dog Loki! Just don’t, okay? Spare the rest of us. So there I was, just waiting for the perfect name to land on my head, and trying out names on her to see if they stuck, and then one of the throwaway names stuck.

Her name is Clementine! (Or, as my French friend pronounced it last night, Clawmonteen. Sounds a little hifalutin to me.) In retrospect it’s so obvious! It’s kind of country, and plus – SHE’S ORANGE! (One of the neighborhood kids suggested naming her Orangey, which I kind of liked, but I knew it wasn’t the right name.)

clem_wig2And she’s just the sweetest little thing ever. She looks like a beagle wearing a pit bull costume. I think her previous owners gave her lots of affection but didn’t know anything about dogs – she wasn’t spayed, she knows no commands and she doesn’t even know how to play with other dogs! But she lives with Clara, so she’ll learn. All she wants to do is hang out with the people and get petted. (She also seems to know that when she stands on her back legs and begs it’s super cute – she hasn’t learned that doesn’t work here like it did at the old place.) I took her to Animal House (an awesome pet food store in the Lower Haight that our friend Megan owns, you should totally shop there if you’re in the neighborhood) and Megan wanted to get a cute picture and one thing led to another and next thing you know your dog is in a wig. You know how it is. But you know what? She didn’t mind at all. And I’m not just saying that, and I’m not saying that she tolerated it well – I’m saying she didn’t care at all that she was wearing a wig. And who would, when they look so fetching? (Heh, get it? Fetching?) Also, when we got there Megan was helping a customer get a new tag for his dog, who’s name was Mandarin. But Clementine is more orange.

In summary, new dog cute, cuddly, very nice and sweet. A bit more interested in the cats than we would like, but that will be workable. Good walker. Excellent tv watching company. Very floppy when sleepy.

AAA++++++ WOULD ADOPT AGAIN!!!

And she’s just the sweetest little thing ever. She looks like a beagle wearing a pit bull costume. I think her previous owners gave her lots of affection and didn’t know anything about dogs – she wasn’t spayed, she knows no commands  and she doesn’t even know how to play with other dogs! But she lives with Clara, so she’ll learn. All she wants to do is hang out with the people and get petted. (She also seems to know that when she stands on her back legs and begs it’s super cute – she hasn’t learned that doesn’t work here like it did at the old place.) I took her to Animal House (an awesome pet food store in the Lower Haight that our friend Megan owns, you should totally shop there if you’re in the neighborhood) and Megan wanted to get a cute picture and one thing led to another and next thing you know your dog is in a wig. You know how it is. But you know what? She didn’t mind at all. And I’m not just saying that, and I’m not saying that she tolerated it well – I’m saying she didn’t care at all that she was wearing a wig. And who would, when they look so fetching? (Heh, get it? Fetching?) Also, when we got there Megan was helping a customer get a new tag for his dog, who’s name was Mandarin. But Clementine is more orange.
In summary, new dog cute, cuddly, very nice and sweet. A bit more interested in the cats than we would like, but that will be workable. Good walker. Excellent tv watching company. Very floppy when sleepy.
AAA++++++ WOULD ADOPT AGAIN!!!

uninformed opinion

Posted: January 6th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: Uncategorized | 2 Comments »

Dr. Maddow tells me that the Republicans are criticizing the Obama administration for trying the underpants bomber in a civilian court claiming that terrorists should be tried by military tribunal, website like this with the intimation that if a defendant is tried by a civilian court they might not be convicted (and probably killed, although they don’t usually mention it.) It occurs to me that if I were an honest person involved in the military court system, I would be deeply offended by the suggestion that my job was to produce show trials for the federal government. Just saying.

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