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Jackpot! Pals in Vegas, 1992

Jackpot! I’m not gonna bother with any kind of explanation about this photo any further (except this was between a Grateful Dead show and a wedding – in between there were hot springs, at least 1 911 call, dodgy taxis, a few conundrums, and hi-jinks galore). i mean keep it classy fellas, this *is* Vegas after all.

tainting the reputation of the fair & decent city of Las Vegas, breaking the sedate harmony & understated charm. They shan’t be welcomed back i suspect.

Note: not available as an NFT or signed glossy prints at this time :) Fanny packs mandatory.

Hey Cam, its your 50th birthday

Cam’s 50th birthday video with ukulele

My pal Cameron Uganec of Lynn Valley hit 50 so i made a spoken-song-arts-and-crafts-thing / its not long because he suggests “brevity is key” so i tried to not ramble on as per usual – making a “Ramones-sized song”.

Sharing here so i remember the fun making this for a great pal including: my Mom’s heavy duty pinking shears; Dymo labeller; scribbling “lyric and chord” writing; and a pink insta-camera + mighty hat a’la Richard Brautigan (made in Utah), and a Royal Stewart tartan jacket.

Thanks for being a top-notch gent Cam (and always driving and getting coffee etc).

Nostalgia for a Present Tense – Japan Cottage Musings

Nostalgia for a Present Tense – Japan Cottage Musings

Amidst construction on Tsuchida Cottage, Dave runs-down recent events, both contemporary (seitai treatment, café poetry, CBD shop, family life) and coincidentally historic (regarding, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Jack Kerouac, Edward Abbey, Neal Cassady, SxSW, Beez, Cmdr Bob) with usual digressions about postcards, pacifism, creations, inspiration, book collecting, San Francisco, and removing the meta rather than enshrining dinosaurs – also namechecks for Joe Strummer, plus riffs about meditation class, Japanese houselife, wonderful in-laws, adorable wife and baby and current catching-up (trying anyhow) on correspondence, with special regards and affection for pals who are in transition and friends who are flying high.

Fondly, dvo

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Post’d: Pen Pals (for Ichiro et al)

+ Gen Q Very Much +

Pen Pal Intro letter (example, results vary of course)

Making dossiers for other children (and their parents of course) who are cohorts of “generation quarantine” in order to build a community of penpal kids for Ichiro (& us).

Parents with kids born in these recent times are welcome to send me a note to get on the list via “postal club” form here at web archive… (add your kiddo’s name in the notes)

Besides the letter, i include a print of Gravelly Beach # 4 (Sakura) painting and a few other odds and ends for archival purposes.

No big deal. Kind folks only please. Just funtimes from mah wee heart for fostering global friendships analog-style.

Post’d: Communiques for Time Travellers

Communiques for Time Travellers (Marty and Willis)

Communiques for time travellers / Aerogrammes from places which may (or may not) exist / Possible forgeries / Appropriately noted and annotated

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Thankful: a Postcard to Pals

Hello You,

Having the best year somehow / full of gratitude for surprising treats, healthy lad, remarkable wife, poetry flowing, paintings regarded, a cottage abode, archives in a sturdy hidden fortress.

So many years lost/hiding in various wildernesses & now pure joy + wonder. (I live with pain but matters less). #grateful

Fondly, dvo/UW

Post’d: Typewriter Birthday Riff (with Tacos) to Spain

Post’d: Typewriter Birthday (with Tacos) to Spain

He just wanted a story, instead he got a sloppy typed and scribbled riff with a silly photo months later… You get what ya get :)

Ichiro: card #38 “pals perhaps” (with Maru the bunny) / 8.22

Ichiro: card #38 “pals perhaps” (with Maru the bunny) / 8.28

Ichiro: card #38 “pals perhaps” (with Maru the bunny) / 8.28

#IchiroOlson / card no. 38 of series #io

Memento: Rod H. Ash, Grave + Poem, 2017

On my birthday August 16, 2017, I found myself in Provo, Utah sleeping in yet another bed in which someone died. 

I try to forget about the day and it’s entirety, fiddled with assembling chapbooks as gifts, stamping inky thumbprints on them and giving them to folks who i pretend were pleased, and reading poems by Richard Brautigan.

Then the potter Marty Kendall and I went to see the grave of our dear pal Rod Howard Ash who passed away shortly before at an untimely age. I brought him a poem on vintage hotel letterhead written when I heard about his death wow meandering seas between the Suez. Somewhere in Aqaba or Olympia. (note: inspired a cycle of the “Items: Forgotten” series called “Time Traveller“). 

This marker was a temporary one, apparently is changed now. I think about this kind man all the time, so much style so much cool. Ugh. 

Worth noting a few months before, during memorial day weekend, we threw a party called “creepers and chums” as a tribute to him and my mother who well, also died.

PS Later that night we went to see Rod’s best pal Mikael Lewis perform and he sang a song we wrote about yet another dead pal Foster

Artifacts (youngtime): Guildford (Surrey, BC) Pals and Gangs, 197x

Artifacts (youngtime): with pal Chris Goodman (note Peterbuilt hat) / he’s still awesome

Note: after moving from Lansing, Michigan to Surrey, BC in 1974/5, we lived on 154th St. in Guilford area on a dirt road with a rented house which backed into a whole bunch of forest. I attended Harold Bishop elementary school before moving to Whalley (95 ave.) in middle for Grade 4.

In the nearby woods, my friend Chris Goodman and I found a huge stash of lumber (also note in there was a few burnt out old houses in a field across from us) we salvage things and made large dangerous tree houses. I recall we played wide-games in the forest as well as epic street hockey games at the dead end by a new doctor’s office.

This area was quickly developed with a big new library and a massive mall.  The building still exist though the house is long gone, the roads paved etc. etc.

Artifacts (youngtime): “Guildford Goodguys Gang” (Surrey, BC) Pals, 197x (noting brother Bobby, Gordie…)

This was around the time I did the Pig Express newsletter and wrangled up various gangs of “good kids” for activities and what not. Realizing now this was *important* because there was a lot of dangerous characters around the neighbourhood including the one who shall not be named.