Invertebrates need love too. Jam out with your literal clam out!
Part of the B-52’s shtick in the 80’swas imitating the surf guitar sound of the 60’s and the women in the group adopted the beehive hairstyles of the 50’s-60’s. Are we being set up for a 90’s revival in music and fashion? Rural Maine is hardly the vanguard of cutting edge but thanks to the internet young people can imitate each other amazingly quick today.
One trend that seems to get revived whenever there’s a Republican in office is 60’s style protests by the Left. It has become so formulaic that it is now parody. Thanks to the internet (again!) we can criticize their actions in a manner unavailable to previous generations of conservatives. What it boils down to is, rather than seeming bold and confrontational, their protests are met with eye rolling and expressions of “Oh, that same old shit again”.
I’ve got art and shit around my house, so if Chumpo is too busy I’m happy to fill in. I’m not really sure who did any of this stuff, but beggars can’t be choosers. So sit back and enjoy the show.
This first work my mom gave to me several years ago, and it was done by some local artist. Neat huh?
Up next, this piece is on Inter-family loan to the O’Brien household from my mil. It’s some Japanese something or other. It looks nice in the hallway. THe picture is a tad blurry … whatever. I think you can make out the relevant parts of this work.
What do we have next? Ah yes. This is the piece I bought Pat from Chumpo’s older installments of Wire. I finally got it framed. Looks nice, no?
Moving right along, we now have on of my own works … a picture of the greatest dog ever. Greta. *wipes tear away. I know, I know. It’s crooked. They make medications for OCD, you know …
This is by a dude out of Toledo who does these statue things. I like ’em.
This is a new piece to Gallery O’Brien – just a funny little thing that makes me happy. And it looks awesome in that spot.
And finally, what post from me would not be complete w/o a picture of Moose? WHo’s a good boy? YOU ARE!
I hope everyone has enjoyed a little peak into the high art to be found at my house.
So the year begins and HOLY CRAP I’m excited. It’s going to be amazing. 2016 is bound to be better than 2015. Here’s my reasoning:
You know all those things that can’t go on forever? Remember how things that can’t go on forever… don’t? Every single one of those things is now closer to ending. SOMETHING is going to fail catastrophically this year, and gravity will bring something with no business in the air crashing to the ground. Keep the popcorn handy. If it’s the EBT system, oh man, hilarity will surely ensue. Another market crash? WOOOOO! The only thing better would be an actual zombie apocalypse.
ARE YOU PUMPED?
Lat work.
One of my buddies sent this to me. Good luck finding it on the innerwebtubes. I think it’s been embargoed because it’s so fucking awesome.
I’m not so sure I like Trump as our candidate but I fucking hate political correctness and I love the fact that the media and GOP establishment have giant elaborate sand castles up their vagina about him.
Fuck you political correctness, fuck you media and fuck you GOP establishment.
Have fun in your safe zones, liberals.
You know what I like? Macroaggressions.
80 years young! He still looks pretty good for a octogenarian, but I attribute that to his rigorous gardening and workout schedule, and a steady diet of mediocre tex-mex.
When are the fajitas coming? I’m hungry. It’s almost 4:30.
Good day, miscreants. I was just thinking to myself, ‘MJ, you know what this shithole dump needs? Boobs, and lots of them.’ Good thing it’s Friday, my groovy tuckers. You’re in luck.
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But first things second. I wrote this song whilst Eddie Vetter and I were taking our pitbulls for a walk through a loverly Seattle park. We saw a pack of wild hippies and our snarling, wild beasts were hungry. I looked at him and said, ‘drop the leash my good man, your pooch looks absolutely famished!.’ And he did. Fin.
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Today’s model was a subject of great debate this morning. GND says that this chick isn’t fat, but that she’s a little hippy. I think she’s a big girl, with big girl features. Anyhoo, her god given, not made up name is Carlotta Champagne. She stands 5’6″ and graduated from the same college as GND. No shit, I’m not kidding. Please stop sacrificing virgins at your Scott Walker altar long enough to welcome….a fat chick.
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