Riddle me this...

The black cat has a narrow back...
He thinks I'm fat
That narrow back cat...


Simple simon meet a pieman and asked:
What is broken before it is said?
your neck said the pieman...
Wrong said the Simon and laughed...
laughed and laughed some more...
till the pieman got mad...
as beat poor simon with his neck...

You at one?

I cannot be felt, seen or touched;
Yet I can be found in everybody;
My existence is always in debate;
Yet I have my own style of music.
What Am I?

You at two?

I soar without wings,
I see without eyes.
I've traveled the universe to and fro.
I've conquered the world, yet I've never been anywhere but home.
Who am I?

This is for Courtney

A woman shoots her husband.
Then she holds him under water for over 5 minutes.
Finally, she hangs him.
But 5 minutes later they both go out together and enjoy a wonderful dinner together.

How can this be?


The correct answerers will recieve inner piece and a date with chachi...

an e-mail is not a person...

looking for work in the e-mail...fax...messenger...call waiting...message leaving...world is a bit of a mixed message...you have contact with a global community, however they don't know you, you them and well, it gets a little exciting at first...job looks promising...talks, new city or town, a courtship of virgins, unknowns, talking plesently to each other...expressing interest but not putting out on the first date..by the time the fourth date comes you both are a little frustrated...misscommunication, excularated expectations, unknowns happen, you or they get drunk...lose the last e-mail...forget that person because sadly they are only an e-mail and not a person...

peacelovebarkingcats

A grillcheese is my disguise

Hanging out in town...waiting to see what is on the go around....the theatre scene...the work world...the taco stand....

Playing go fetch with a bombay cat named rockey is a hard job after two days...no three days of sweet fuck all...watching sports...movies...and eating junk food baby...it's been a sweet ride...

As I hear joe morgan anounce a great catch by trot nixon....I hope the red sox can hold on...not because I really love the team...I mean how can you love a team that has slogans like who's you're papi...cowboy up...and other boardline retard slogans...but to get people to stop talking about the curse...and to see if the world will end...

Do you think that we will have time later on to do all the things we think we want to do? just wondering...

2-1 boston...error by muellar...

joe says it's a tough infield...hard clay...crazy spin...radio on baseball is a lot cooler...

last of forth 2-1....

swollen ankles are mad...a week later and she's still folded...purple like a caplin and twice as fousty...

bombay cat...
what ya at..
dog ya cat...
cat ya dog...
redsox's 2
cardnals one..
as bordom sets in we all move along...
the sleep train calls...
long hair..
sad eyes...
A grill cheese is my disguise...

See Team America...F#$% Yeah!

See team America...see it....

I will not comment any further...but in this movie...There are....
There are.....

I can't say it with out crying a joyful tear....

"A million...no A billion puppets"!!!!!

Forget that Michael moore thing...See Team America....

On a lighter note I'm in town, scavenger hunt tomorrow to support the Rabbit Town theatre...So that will be cool...

Discussed the 1980's cultural impact on our feeble minds on the way out to Town with Chipwich..

...the way I see it 80's movies no matter what we want to do about it...no matter what we say..cheese, terrible look, silly, well that's the G#$%%#$$ point...

...See Team America.....

Oh yeah the lice is pretty much out of control back in new-wes-valley...Primary school is lousy...The "Itch" is said to be blosiming nicely..I thought life in small rural Newfoundland would be more like little house on the prairie....

Peace love Puppets

spoken word one.. Respond

Someone might reads this and like it..hate it..pass on it...mistake it..be hurt by it..talk to it...yell at it...forget it..misspell an answer to it...walk around the ideas in it..be misguided and just leave it..eat chicken nuggets from a plate and think that he might make it..might fake it tomorrow and pretend she's a writer and have a fun day being that writer that creator that lover of words and sounds and just drink and smoke and play with it...rather than just say Now what do you think I should be or what do you think I can do ...he or she might just decide to be it to do it to love it to respond to it...to be another member of it...or they might just say fuck it

Peace love Chachi

Ummmmmmmmmmmmm...chicken & lice....

Cooking chicken nuggets as I write this little diddy...I think anything seems better when you have grub about to eat...especially free grub at someone else's house...It just taste better served by others or borrowed by another or while your working or pretending to work...or maybe I just love food...

Saw a friend of mine Glen in an old photo, apperently he did a boat murder myrstry the summer...looked rather cool...so hope that it looked as fun as it appeared...

Newtown...New wes valley..gander, st.John's apperently the entire island is having a lice epademic...a christmas play I had hoped to be involved with may or may not happen...lice lice baby...

I am going to town next week to cue up things...look at work one last time on the rock and then most likely head out to....

stay tuned...

Peace love chachi

lice..lice baby....cards...cuba

Newtown is a place of cards...let me explain...I play cards everyday and it's pretty cool...weither it's 5oo's at work with the scif workers...9-19-29 myself, texas hold'm with who ever is gambling that night...or crib, 120's or gin it's all good down around the bay...

New-Wes Valley is a place of lice...100 plus cases and spreading....Some won't let there kids go to school and the high school, which I am going to shortly, is being to have there outbreak...lice...lice...baby.

Were trying to do a kids play at the end of november however, kids...lice, parents...most likely will stall the production....

My brother mark and his gal Ciurtney got back from Cuba last friday...from all reports they had a sweet time..Salsa dancing...long hikes...pictures and more pictures...like a japenese tourist on ridlin..ouch...that's for dad...several brushes with gold touth Shannon murry impressionists...but no harm done...infact they seemed genuinely inspired by the trip...and that's what a trip is fior I guess to insprie you to add those things to your everyday surroundings...

peace love 500's

bay glam rock...lice...ghost of greenspond II

Friday started out as any day starts...where am I?..Oh yeah, I'm here and themn I go there and it begins...today I did some stage work for a tourist group that may come and visit the barbour site in 2005...lightsd, sound and the like...newfie tunes provided by the little prince--greg king...P Dog--Mel Pitman and DQ(drama Queen --Gina Rae Hoyles...the set went well and the newfie tunes flowed freely...now I'm 64..ode to nfld...salt water joys...bay glam rock I like to call it...

The lice epidemic is in the 100 count and rising...many a mo\ther shits bricks at the thought, checking their child feveriously like any good mother would...I believe they may burn the school down if something is not done soon...

As for the Ghost of Greenspond....

Well Captin Carter wnet back after droping off his wilted flower at the folks house...He immediatly tracked down the ghost which apperently had not moved...a very brazen ghost indeed...He grabbed on the spook and yelled the lords name in vain three times...the spook stayed so...you must be fleash and he proceeded to pumble him when a voice shouts...twenty one years this spook terroized this town and...like any good scooby doo mystery it was...the custom agent...the kindly customs officer mr. donnly who had done this with a white sheet...corn broom and some intricate riging around the chest and gut arera...that and he was slippery as an eel....So one of the towns most respected men had been the ghost of greenspond....

Later that same year the man meet his doom...drowning on new years eve...da..da...dummmmmmmmmmmmm...

Well the version by eric burrey will be video taped soon and well this is just a tease....

other than that I'm off to a copper etching class where I plan to print a version of the night sky...


peace love creativity

ghost of greensponds...head lice alert...

The ghost of greenspond...comments from a mr. Eric Burrey, owner of the high tide bar in greenspond....In the years 1899-1920 a ghost haunted the small community of greenspond Newfoundland. It was not the first reported spook in the towns history as the town is one of the oldest ciommunities in north Americia..going back 300 years...The story goes that a spook would appear randommly on dark foggy nights and scare the hell out of ya...moving quickly through the fog...never ever caught, often cased by men with guns...one night a young captin who just returned from the war was walking his future bride home, capt carter saw the spook first and told his mises she should go in, she turned and saw the spook and fainted, Carter immediatly brought her home, told her father to take care of her and went after the spook...when...

stay tuned to next blog for answer...

oh yeah the head lice count at the local school is at eighty...madness...

got to help bonnie gill move a desk..this is the life and times in a small town....

peace love boooooooooooooooooo

ghost of greensponds...head lice alert...

The ghost of greenspond...comments from a mr. Eric Burrey, owner of the high tide bar in greenspond....In the years 1899-1920 a ghost haunted the small community of greenspond Newfoundland. It was not the first reported spook in the towns history as the town is one of the oldest ciommunities in north Americia..going back 300 years...The story goes that a spook would appear randommly on dark foggy nights and scare the hell out of ya...moving quickly through the fog...never ever caught, often cased by men with guns...one night a young captin who just returned from the war was walking his future bride home, capt carter saw the spook first and told his mises she should go in, she turned and saw the spook and fainted, Carter immediatly brought her home, told her father to take care of her and went after the spook...when...

stay tuned to next blog for answer...

oh yeah the head lice count at the local school is at eighty...madness...

got to help bonnie gill move a desk..this is the life and times in a small town....

peace love boooooooooooooooooo

p...diddy turns 60.......

MY DAD turned sixty on saturday....

Pat Joesph Dwyer, was born 11,11,1944 on a street in grand falls called railway road. He grew up on king street in the town of Windisor...Dad is the oldest of fifteen kids and has been the elder statesman from day one...doing peoples taxes, helping them with medicial problems and appointments, dad was the head of x-ray at the grand falls hospital....so you see dad has always been the rock of the family..

dad taught me how to skate, swim, cook and tell white lies to door to door sales people...he is a man of few words and a `man who cares a great deal about us all...so here is a little tribute to all things pat....

My dad has a very dry sense of humor...when you ask him how he is doing...he replies...I don't know....

Dad always has a plan and then a plan b and then a plan c and then a....you get the picture...

I write this now on a laptop at a art studio in newtown nl, and I think of my dad and how he would be a great printmaker only because of his precise nature and ability to make home made soup in several varities..

Me and dad pruned a tree the last time I was in...we managed to skin it out in half an hour, we do that occasionally dad likes taking care of the house and keeping the place straightened out for mom... what else we saw the movie sky captin and wthe world of tomorrow...dad calls it science friction..I call it just boring....

anyway dad now is probably enjoying a meal at the mount peyton resturant...eatting a clubhouse...drinkinhg tea...smiling...telling a joke or two about a guy who likes to eat all his meals with a fork... no knife...just a fork....imagine...

Dad what are you at? happy sixtieth birthday...I know ...you don't know....

peace love son of pat

Bingo...update on lice outbreak...job hunt

The price of becoming apart of the community is joining things like Bingo...and it's not bad being apart of the film crew that brings the shore live bingo broadcasts. We give the community time to heal....A time of smokes, pepsi and chipps with the occassional win of 50 or 100 dollars....all in the comfort of your home....

ThaT'S A GOOD bINGO.....

Clicky click 66

As far as the lice outbreak it is now at a fever pitch...a general meeting is called to all the parents and things look shakey...many people fear for their caps...reaching for them when they would normally lay it out on the table in clear view of their buddy...not anymore, NO ONE IS TO BE TRUSTED.....

Job hunts are stupid...


When is a door not a door? answer?

head lice...animation and job hunting

It's funny in Newtown there is a lice scare in the schools. Not funny but I haven't heard about that in years. not being familiar with it I got a leason from one of the mom'sin town...It's afraid of light they were told...back of neck and behin\d the ears...like in wrath of kann with the giant ear wiggs...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

I have cat and dragon back on the go...a kids show that will be a cross between rockey and bullwinkel...king of the hill...futureramma, what else will I rip off? maybe the racoons? anyway stay tuned...

job hunting sucks...the end....well it does...

peace love check your neck

hungary or hungry?

I wonder if people in hungary get hungry? Are they offended when people go my god I'm some hungary or hungy or hungry-man dinner...do they think we are eating there men over here in the west when we sit down with our tv dinners and watch chessy sitcoms...maybe they will attack us if we keep this up...

I think I write really weird stuff when I'm hungary...I mean hungry..I mean starved...

peace love diplomativc meals

jason had a great idea so I copied it....

this is quite mad jas-z but here at neckadventures...we have decided to take the world of internet seriously by posting a serious comment to all who will read it...please feel free to answer....


what are you at?