The Holding of Hands

In the Future Signs 

will tell us when and where 

to hold hands

also who's hand to hold

at that time.

Colors Are Nice

And Shapes Are Fun

Not everything has to be a fifty page thesis.

Who Knows Why

For Some Stupid Reason

I always picture donkeys uttering

"Keeeyossskkk"

ki-osk: a small stand-alone device providing information and                       services on a computers screen.

Oakland Whodidit Solved

The signs don't lie. Police were called to the scene yesterday as a body was found. Not a live body. Taken to the morgue and later identified as Shakes the Cat what a sad day. Bite marks at the neck and torso were analyzed by forensics. In fact K-9 DNA was found in all the lethal wounds.

Dog on cat violence had been down in recent years in Oakland.

Was it drug related?

Was it personal?

Was a debt owed?

So many questions to be asked and maybe never answered.

So many of these cases go unsolved but not this one. The database of K-9 DNA got a hit. 

Seen above is Marco the alleged perpetrator of this heinous crime. Currently he is incarcerated awaiting trial based on solid DNA evidence. If you have any further information on this case please come forward, but it is not likely we will change your name to protect your innocence.

You feel good when you solve a case but can't help the feeling (deep in the pit of your stomach) that your job only exists due to horrendous circumstances. Makes for a lot of sleepless nights.

An Oakland Whodunit Part 2

Where we left off in our tale we had found ourselves a broken public telephone. A very disheartening sight I must say because it was needed to call an important contact on the case of the missing cat face. Upon further inspection it seemed that the phone only needed to be pieced back together to become operational again. Luckily I keep gold duct tape in back pack for just such an emergency. So with the tele up and running I called the only one who could give me any information on the subject.

Pontius's Oakland Relative:

Nontius.

According to the street wise Nontius our missing feline was last seen on East 23rd enjoying a quiet afternoon dominos game with the boys (as Shakes the cat usually did). Forgive my late mention of his name but now you know. It is alleged he left the game around 5:15 to catch a nice dusk nap (as Shakes the cat usually did). I then went to the area to search for any signs be they big or be they small.

I Looked Up:

Very Helpful Sign.

End Part 2

An Oakland Whodunit

Traveling around with a picture making/taking device sometimes turns a person into a sort of civilian gumshoe on the trail of clues and evidences for purpose of solving criminal activities that may or may not be a foot. Becoming a happenstance private dick can become quite bothersome and time consuming if you aren't careful. All of the sudden an entire day has been lost to such endeavors without one single kudo or heaven forbid kudos.

One of the most heinous of crimes in this wanderer's book can be seen below:

Most upsetting.

Upon seeing this I just new in my heart I must spring into action or stop at the bar and have a beer. So after having a beer I immediately had another. Then I was ready to begin to start an attempt to find poor poor pussy and bring its captors to the local magistrate. Well considering I lost my only means of communication at the local pub (by lost I should say confiscated in lieu of payment for libations) I had to find some other teleconferencing device such as a PAY PHONE. Where does one find such an antiquated machine? Possibly a museum could have one on display for a price but I had only enough pocket change to make a call not to gain entrance to the Look Don't Touch.

Now a gumshoe for a cat turns into a double gumshoe for a phone then cat. What next shall I be in search for? Well I turned to the only resource I had which was the people of the streets. So I began asking and asking about the old time device and got many responses and most none of them pleasant. But with my try try again attitude and a southerners charm I finally came upon a man who believed he had seen one a few blocks away either for real or for real in a dream. What had I to lose? I got my steps in and pounded that pavement and in the distance I could see it my very own steely monolith. I had arrived...

To this:

Most upsetting.



END PART 1

Babe in the Palms

If you had never been to either Oakland or Brooklyn the only difference really is the Palm trees. But if you had lived in Brooklyn for many years and moved to Oakland then the major differences would be Palm trees and the lack of one's amazing friends.

So A Pontius in Oakland is born. Pushed into the reeds to fend for himself and set forth to forage for grains and milk all alone. Well maybe its not quite that dramatic but this is a writing exercise to keep your interest so just a bump of embellishment is required. 

This story is unfortunately a cliff hanger so hopefully it will maintain your interest and keep you coming back. Possibly towards the end, as I ride through the broken asphalt streets upon a donkey, the words and images herein will make cause for the masses to wave the fronds of palms whilst singing "Hosanna, Hosanna". An ass on a ass (Pontius not Jesus) is a fitting enough image without all the other pomp.