Saturday, March 3, 2012

Missouri Loves Company


10.5 hours from Ohio to Missouri
Holed up at Mark Twain Natl Forest for the night
Went for a 3ish mile hike at the Kaintuck Trail System
Reminded us of Michaux as there was a big crew of horse trailers in parking area when we got there
Found a pack of cigarettes and an Mp3 player on the trail and when we got back---we were heroes!  
The were really nice people and were so grateful they offered us beers and dogs..  They left their fire and wood for us and a full bag of chips!  They invited us to go to karaoke with them, but we politely declined...it was sad when they left, but very nice to have met them!

Friday, March 2, 2012

Arizona Bound!!


Both feet on the floor
Both hands on the wheel
Let the wind take your troubles away

Monday, February 20, 2012

Happy Prez Day, yo!



Abraham Washingsven says, thank you to all citizens for remembering his several birthdays. He already had the wooden teeth, but also put on a Washington wig and Lincoln stovepipe hat to hold important legal documents. As both George and Abraham were wartime leaders, he is eqippped with a pistol and the sudsy support of that rabble-rouser, Sam Adams.

Happy Prez Day, yo!

Monday, February 13, 2012

The Rise and Fall of Valentine’s Day Literature



She bath'd with roses red, and violets blew,
And all the sweetest flowres, that in the forrest grew.
— Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene (1590)

The rose is red, the violet's blue,
The honey's sweet, and so are you.
Thou art my love and I am thine;
I drew thee to my Valentine:
The lot was cast and then I drew,
And Fortune said it shou'd be you.
— Gammer Gurton's Garland (1784)

Roses are red
Violets are blue
True lovers are full of wood —
Like Sven, so happy to see you!



happy van

The euros get all the cool toys.

Friday, February 10, 2012

what? a post?

yeah, even recycling content.

i'm original.

and i don't know what's up with the header pic.
why is it small?
no clue.

my bro sent me this.
i like it.

THE MAN WHO LIVED ON HIS BIKE from Guillaume Blanchet on Vimeo.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Happy Winter Solstice!

Sven is dressed as a Druid in celebration of the winter solstice. Or not, it’s hard to be sure of authenticity. On the one hand, it is said by some that the Druid winter holiday was on February 1 celebrating the return of the light, rather than on the winter solstice itself. On the other hand, a lot of what's “known” about the Druids is a combination of 18th Century and New Age claptrap, so there's perhaps no harm in making up some claptrap of our own. (Ceasar's De Bello Gallico is the origin of the bulk of what was recorded, and since he was shooting at them at the time, he was not necessarily privy to the details of their holidays. Other writers like Pliny the Elder may also have been mixing fact and fiction in their descriptions.)



Next to Sven is a model of Stonehenge (Svenhenge!) made from dominoes covered with textured spray paint and glued to a pie plate. Not too awful a copy of the original, don’t you think?

The association of the Druids with Stonehenge is a bit dubious – they came along a couple thousand years later, but like many other peoples in the region were surely aware of the megaliths and perhaps incorporated structures like Stonehenge into their ceremonies. Anyhow, the interest of modern “Druids” in the ruins of Stonehenge is pretty strong. So here it is.

Please do not attempt to use Svenhenge for celestial timekeeping! It is calibrated only for wood(-land) creatures like Sven, not for bipedal mortals. And only Sven knows the deep numerology secrets embedded in the spatial arrangement of the dominoes.

Sven is wearing a wreath of real mistletoe, sacred to the Druids. Oak groves were also sacred to the Druids, which is appropriate to our location in the Michaux State Forest. Check out the Wikipeida entry on the “Ritual of Oak and Mistletoe.”

Mistletoe is also relevant to Norse mythology: “Baldr was a god of vegetation. His mother, Frigga, had a prophetic dream and made every plant, animal, and inanimate object promise not to harm Baldr. Frigga overlooked the mistletoe, and the mischievous god Loki took advantage of Frigga's oversight by tricking the blind god Hod into killing Baldr with a spear fashioned from mistletoe. Baldr's death brought winter into the world. When the gods restored Baldr to life, Frigga declared the mistletoe sacred, ordering that it should bring love rather than death into the world. Happily complying with Frigga's wishes, any two people passing under the plant from now on would celebrate Baldr's resurrection by kissing under the mistletoe.”

So, everyone give Sven a big kiss in celebration of Winter!

(Thank you, Diane and Andre!)