Tuesday, April 07, 2009

On the other side of hwy 101 there's a trail up the bluff.
Looks like this.

'scalled Cape Perpetua overlook.

That's it for this Oregon trip.

I'm now going to plug the fuel pump relays into the Volvo.
Sure hope it works.
Gotta sell the darn thing.

Arrivederci Oregon


Blogger butch said...

Oregon trip goes bye-bye, and oh the sweet memories. Melva and I are terrible about picture taking over the last few years. The kids even bought us a digital camera, but we just can't seem to get with the new technology.

Thought since two of five members were missing last night at our Executive committee meeting, that is would be a short one. But, no, we got into several discussions and discourses, and I still got home late for me. The film club does keep my wick wet, for it requires me to meet deadlines, and keep networking. It will probably be even more important to me after the magic retirement date, June 2010.

So the steady old Volvo station wagon will be sold off like so many other vehicles in your life; beats the alternative though, letting it sit in your driveway for indeterminant years, enit?

You might be right about Sherwin Bitsui, about his "artistic temperment" being a bit on the jerkish side--but he pointed out, in his way, that I had done such a good job of collaboration, line breaks, and picking illustrations, he feared that some of the public would assume it was his work, his choices, that they might later be searching for those versions in his books and come up empty handed. So tangentially he gave me a compliment......I guess. But after 25 hours of work on my part, it hurt to pull down and delete those 30+ postings.


5:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've told you all before, never trust an Indian.

........G. A. Custer

5:50 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Button it, Custer, or we'll scalp your ass again.

.........Chief Victor

5:51 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

How about that Jannie, taking one of Glenn's ideas for the week as her blog byline? And I loved the Bowling in the Wind lyrics that Shay came up with for Jannie's typo.

.......Robert Zimmerman D.

5:53 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I went to Oregon once--and that was enough.

........George Carlin

5:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Der's sum bodys burried down der dat I cud tell youse abut, but I ain't no fink.


5:56 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That's one definition of a friend, is it not? Someone who will help you bury the body and keep his yap shut afterward.

.....................Edgar Poo

5:57 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think someone buried your body before you died, Poo, up to your neck.


5:58 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah? Well I heard that certain of your female body parts died early too, from misuse or lack of use.

........E.A. Poo

5:58 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Me and the hog and my girl used to roll down Oregon shore way back in the day. Love those sea stacks.

............Eddy E.

5:59 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Douggie, where are the pics of the men's rooms and the gay bars that I promised folks you would post?

..........Tiny Tim

6:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh Timmy, you have such a nasty mind, and I love it so.

.........Elton's John

6:02 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hundi Borg de borg debundeborh chikit de borg Volvo

.....The Swedish Chuff

9:15 AM  
Blogger Lane Savant said...

Five hundred dollars, Chuff
Five almost new tires, a nice Blaupunkt radio. Runs real good, but is getting a tad shabby.

As is where is. You deal with any shipping concerns.

9:18 AM  
Blogger Jannie Funster said...

I wanna find a special secret place like that, then head to a new cafe.

Perfect day!

12:53 PM  
Blogger Lane Savant said...

Jannie, pop up hwy 101 to Yachats and go to the green salmon.

4:25 PM  

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