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Ms N Winz Bes Boobs
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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And, late nights in the jeep unwrapping dozens of Stormy Scrolls. Hundreds, not dozens, and you can get a little bit numb to them all and stop paying attention - but I did catch this one:
In which on the other side Stormy has a colorful pose-off of his favorite models (Ms Mango, Ms Weedy Iberia, ...etc) and you - YOU "Ms. N", you won Ms. Best Boobs. Which may or may not be true, but they sure as hell aren't as he describes (illustrates), which is a good thing, because, quite frankly, while I love his art his women scare the shit out of me...
Although, I have to admire the old flatterer...you should meet him, you like the artist-types.
Thrift shop masterpieces
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Meanwhile, a few thrift shop masterpieces found while out and about in the Kootenays...
#1 - Just Why?
You know, it's not the execution (they tried real hard), it's just the "why" of it all. Is it someone they knew? A Travelling Monk?
The paint-by-numbers Yellowstone with a few bears thrown in to make it the artist's "own".
A seriously retarded looking Princess Diana ...
And, finally, this masterpiece from the Nelson Share Store which recalls to me Stormy's talk of "Adams Apple Land"...
Maybe an all male Burlesque troupe that wanted to immortalize their act? I don't know. But again - it does beg the question "Why?". And how could anyone ever be so heartless as to give it up?
Room with a View
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Finally, the past 3 weeks living rough out of the jeep, a place to live. No small feat out here. An Air BNB, with a grey view over the lake, tentatively good until March, or the end of the pandemic, whichever comes first - or last. No one knows anymore. So it could just be a few short months, or a few months longer. It doesn't matter, I'll be warm for the winter and have regular access to a shower and internet. So maybe I'll be catching up.
The Kootenay Anti-Masker
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I've seen her kicking around, proper Kootenay gal, she hangs out at Oso and hovers in my general direction, socializing, talking about love, making uncomfortable "meaningful" and "soul searching" eye contact. This morning she's wearing a tan leather jacket and trousers, looking for all the world like Daniel Boone or Davey Crockett without the fringes or coonskin cap. In her hand she's clutching a broom, but a proper broom like they sell in Crawford Bay, a Harry-Potter Quidditch broom, the Nimbus 2000, and in the crook of her arm she's got a Tibetan Singing bowl and her pottery coffee mug. It's an armful for sure, and something gives and her mug falls to the floor and shatters into a hundred pieces. She looks helpless for a minute, then yells "I have a broom! I have a broom" and begins to sweep up the scattered shards. One of the baristas grabs a dustpan and helps her to gather the pieces - "do you want to keep the pieces?" he offers helpfully, they know her here, not in a good way...
Another Barista steps in to ask she put on her mask, masks are required while waiting in line, and she begins to argue: "I have a medical condition...I have an exemption..." and the barista's not having any of it, she orders, then slips her sweater up over her nose, then pulls it down to complain and explain, when her coffee comes she takes it outside where she can sip it mask free.
Now, a note, there are only 2 possible exemptions to wearing a mask, they are stupidity and entitlement, and neither are acceptable.
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