The Kaos Theory

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Starting last weekend was the beginning of the Portland Rose Festival. A 10 day event resembling a State Fair except for even more freaky people. It must have been bring your retard to work day because it appeared most of the Carny’s were short a chromosome or two, if you know what I mean. I brought the trusty Nikon D80 to document the carnage. Here are a few pics.

One of the themes of the festival related to Pirates. There were people dressed all in their finest Pirate apparel. How Pirates relate to roses I don’t get but it is Portland.

The Red Coat didn’t get the memo about harassing the local gentry. You’re supposed to screw with the Pirates instead of stealing chairs from the paying customers.

Since it was quite warm, the family and I ducked into the big top for some lunch and relief from the sun. What we encountered was a band of high school drama queens who haven’t quite grown up yet. They were led by this guy.

Here are two of his cohorts.

Here’s another one of the members. It takes large stones to get up in front of a crowd wearing that get up.

You’re starting to get the picture now, aren’t you? Well one of their stunts had to do with dueling flaming pogo sticks. Everytime they bounced up and down flames shot from a flamethrower attached at the knees. These people have waaaay too much time on their hands. I’d love to have been a fly on the wall when they decide this.

I’ll leave you with one last photo, this one the my wife and little one riding some insane spinning ride. You tell me, who’s scared here?

Looks like my motherboard doesn’t like Windows XP especially the USB ports. So I went down to Best Buy and purchased a USB PCI card with 4 ports and all is well again. What a pain in the arse.

And away he goes…

PerFect!

You wanna piece of me?

The Chase Part I

The Chase Part II

Depth of Field

The family took sometime off and went up to Seattle to visit my wifes dad, further know as Mr. S. It usually takes us about three hours to get to Seattle from Portland by car. When the roads are good and the traffic relatively light it can be done faster. H*ll it’s only 150 miles!. Anyway, on to the story. Got to Mr. S’s place on the beach in West Seattle, unpacked and cracked a cold one. It’s always fun to visit, his apartment building always has some crazy people inhabiting it. This time is was “Phylis” from down stairs. This poor girl is so mixed up between the ears. Evidently her boyfriend dumped her or she thinks he’s gonna dump her or some other manifestation. Talking to her was like talking to a Mobius Strip, the circular logic was outstanding. First, it was I’m dumping him, the next sentence was about how good he is to her or something like that. Phhhht! I was getting a headache. We woke up the next morning and did our customary walk to get coffee. We decided on the way to have breakfast instead, so we stopped at a little cafe and chowed down. Mr. S paid with a credit card and we were off to get ready for our trip to the Seattle Zoo. We get to the door and he pulls out a key, it’s just not the one for this door. Now we’re hanging out in the hallway waiting for him,  he needs to wake up the super to get a key. This seemed to take forever because the super was kind of dazed about getting up so early. The wife and I wonder if the super had gone back to sleep after the first round of knocking because he became silent for what seemed like an eternity. Finally he awoke from his slumber and produced a key, we all thanked him and went an prepared for the day. Just before we were to hop in the Burb and head out, Mr. S exclaimed he couldn’t find his credit card. We all looked around for awhile but couldn’t find it until the wife spotted it right in the middle of the living room floor. Misplacing a credit card is not a fun circumstance. So when he lamented he couldn’t find his cel phone, the drill was on again. First thing I did was call his phone but since he had shut it off, All I got was his answering machine. Who shuts off their phone nowadays? Poor guy’s day didn’t get any better. After perusing several of the displays at the zoo, the littlest one started getting hungry. After stopping at the overpriced and horrible tasting food court for nourishment, the next tragedy occured. Mr. S offered the little one a sip of his Pepsi and she promptly dumped 90% of the contents on his overpriced corndog, chili and fries. I just busted out laughing to his chagrin. He was not a happy camper. But it gets better, while cleaning up his mess after eating he accidentally knocks the spoon with the chili residue on it all over the front of his shirt. At this point even he’s laughing at his misfortune. We toured around for a bit longer before heading back to his pad, where the last disgrace was to happen. The little one loves yogurt and so do we it makes a good snack in between lunch and dinner. The wife and I are taking in what is left of the sunset when Mr. S strides towards us showing off his new mark of fame. A big splattering of cherry yogurt across the back of his leg. Oh the infamy! Click below for some pics I took at the zoo with the D80. I’m still getting used to all the different functions and didn’t stray to far from the automatic settings. Enjoy
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I love Spring in the Northwest. The weather is absolutely beautiful today, currently a nice 58 degrees and sunny. Add this sunshine to tulip blubs we planted last year and ……

Combine this with Daylight Savings Time and it means…. pounding the pedals after work. Yee Haw!

Plumbers crack