Sunday, December 30, 2007

The Year in Pictures

Until I figure out how to use Postcardviewer, you'll have to settle for this.



Sunday, December 23, 2007

Yawndave and bro visit the Fat Man

I deserve credit for resisting the temptation of adding a red nose to this.
Happy holidays to all. Peace be with you in the new year.

Number 4 in a series
(the last one, I promise)
Courtesy Ed Carter image archives

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Red Nose By Request (2nd attempt)

You wanted a red nose on an animal, you got it.
(text more legible if you click on the image)

Number 4 in a series
Raw image courtesy TSG Archives
Amateur Photoshopping by YD

Monday, December 10, 2007

TSG exclusive: EDDIE IZZARD!

Oops, sorry, that would be Eddie's Lizard

EOY greeting card from sibling
Courtesy TSG archives
Number 3 in a series

Sunday, December 2, 2007

No Bones about it...


Seasonable greetings from TSG archives
#2 in a series

Tannenbaum courtesy Biscuit Graphics, LTD

Monday, November 26, 2007

Another pipe smoker?


From Yawn and Willard
to you and yours
All the best

Frank Zappa Christmas Card 1988
Courtesy TSG Archives
#1 in a series

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Do you know me?

Sure you do. Or someone just like me. We're ubiquitous. And you'll never be rid of us. Never.

This poor excuse for a post due to to the fact that my digicam batteries died on me today. Image swiped from Penn & Teller's "Bullshit!"

Friday, November 9, 2007

Cellulose-centric Carter?

Or is this blogger branching out? Climbing the family tree? [T]wigging out? Barking out of turn? 'Fraid I must trunk-ate the discussion here, even if it seeds discontent.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007


Fellow Grasshoppers, no need to look further:
My high school garage band was called "The Baja Brigade"

Sunday, October 28, 2007


Here at TSG, we're always happy to encounter specimens like this. Thanks to some observant neighbors, I made the acquaintance of this magnificent animal. I snapped a few pix, and relocated her to a less feline-accessible locale. This was the second insect incident of the hour: 25 minutes earlier, I found a bunch of dying bugs atop my car. The other cars parked near me had no bugs on their roofs, just mine. There were 20 or 30 rice-grain-sized insects, legs up. Again, there were NO bugs on any of the cars that I had parked next to an hour earlier. Cue the eerie music, page Mulder and Scully.

The Truth--it may be out there, but what is it? IMWTK.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Zoom Zoom Zoom

So ends the Carter 4Runner era. 18 years and 430,000 miles of motoring adventure. Coast to coast and coast to coast. Up mountains, 'cross deserts, along the mighty Mississip'. Rt. 66, Key West, Bah Habah...the list goes on and on.

But, old Steed, I made the mistake of taking you to Michael And Company; their ineptitude did more damage than all of those 182,000 miles. AAA Approved my lily white ASS. Fuckers.

Charcoal Grey Steed is gone; long live Metallic Blue Steed. The dream of a British Racing Green machine remains unrealized, perhaps for the duration. (wipes away small tear...)

This is the second Mazda to sport the "LIKE WHO" badge. My first new car purchase back in 1981 was a GLC, progenitor of the current incarnation.

Sunday, October 14, 2007


2 posts in less than 24 hrs? Ah, you see: I'm not so lazy after all. When inspiration hits, you go with it.
Let's all sing along now....

Dendroids, dendroids, how do you grow?
Dendroids, Dendroids, I want to know.
Dendroids, dendroids, I hope you know-
Dendroids, denroids, I love you so.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

ROOT ROUTE (or the case of the missing Pearl)

Approaching Angels Landing

Observant readers will note the absence of "Full Moon Desert Pearl." All two of you. Fact is, I just wasn't happy with that image. So, I get to cheat a little and re-do the post. I'm afraid the comment may now seem non sequitur-ish(?). But dems da brakes out in here on the far-flung edges of the digital ort cloud. Perhaps of note, but perhaps not, is the dendroidal aspect of the image...harking back to themes in earlier posts. What can I say? I'm a tree-hugger.

Monday, October 1, 2007

Dried Meat from Outer Space?

From its humble (and controversial!) beginnings as an outpost at the lonely junction of US93 and the Extraterrestrial Highway, the earthbound outlet of IDSFC (The Interstellar Dried and Smoked Flesh Conglomerate) has enjoyed phenomenal success.

All of the favorites are here:

Puppeteer Shanks,
Thrint Chewies,
Teriyaki Ort Cloud Semi-Fish,

Boneless Borg Knuckles.

They even stock hard-to-find genetically modified delicacies like Elkoid Beefodile on a stick.

Beings with carbon-based digestive systems will appreciate the clean restrooms.

Thursday, September 20, 2007


Believe it or not, the young lad in the previous post spent a summer near this very spot.

As an intern at the SJHM, he began his journey to curatorship @ AMPAS by cataloging historic photos from the Valley of Heart's Delight. Notable among them were images of Eddie Rickenbacker's visit to San Jose, and Andrew P. Hill's large format prints of what is now Big Basin State Park.

Note: The Shouting Grasshopper will be on vacation the last week of September. There may be a delay in comment moderation. We apologize for any delay in posting your contributions!

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Little kid gets married!!!!


Can't say I'm looking forward to being the photo-type-guy, but I DO look forward to meeting the love of your life.

Monica and Ed, you've been lucky, now...
Be happy!

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Pet Project Produces Pretentious Photo Puzzle


P of a p of p p with a p of pp, some pp's, a p of ppp's, a pp, another pp, yet another pp, and some more p's thrown in.

Prizes? Perhaps, provided people present perfection.

Parmelees, pals, peers, partners...
Please proceed.

Saturday, September 1, 2007

L'Internet cassé lie possible

Images mobiles de yahoo au flickr. Ne connaissez pas combien de trous il laissera. C'est tout.

MISE À JOUR : le mouvement de clignoter semble être allé au loin sans accroc. Voyons quel babelfish fait avec celui-là ! Je voudrais également admettre que j'emploie ceci comme support d'endroit tandis qu'une idée ou deux à correctement fermente. Vous pouvez voir les images transportées plus d'à

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Phoning it in


View from the other side

Saturday, August 25, 2007

The Most Bizarre Photo I Ever Took

Well, maybe not, but I was struck by the rorschach-esquesness (if I may coin a term) of this thing. Taken from a vantage point mere feet from another photo in this blog, this unretouched image was made with a cheap* semi-disposable camera. Said camera was purchased more than twenty-eight months ago during a brief a stop in Coral Bay, Australia.

The camera has languished in various drawers ever since. So, this week, I decided to finish off the roll of film; resulting in this...this...I don't know what to call it.

A work of art? You decide.

*quality-wise, that is...the bloody thing cost me $50AUD!

Tuesday, August 21, 2007


Carter Confession Controversy
By Willard Biscuit

The shocking revelation that button(s) were actually pushed
during the filming of the cult classic "Compan" is raising eye-
brows in indie film circles as well as the aluminum hat-wearing
community. Were the lyrics of "Mr. Rick" really a warning? Did
everything start going downhill after Carter innocently pushed
that little button?

The truth, as we know, is out there: Carter did not have any
intention of pushing a button. Actually, after all these years
he says it may NOT have been a button at all; it might
have been a rocker switch, or even a dial

that was manipulated. Carter, always a curious type, was
simply wondering how much force would be required to activate
the unidentified control. Of course, he applied just enough...
Did the button do anything at all? Or is the state of the world
today a result of his careless fiddling?

Monday, August 13, 2007

Out of the Office August 16-21

From Yawndave's Yo...
QUEST de REST 2007

Dear reader(s)(?): please keep an eye on Slate's "Bad Poetry Contest", where the previous post's prose has been submitted in a second (the first having failed miserably) bid for immortality. The competition over in Slateville is extremely tough, though; not unlike a carapace. Or a piece of slate, when you think about it. The winners will be announced on the 18th, when I hope to be incommunicado, somewhere in the Range of Light.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Ode to a Ten-Striped June Beetle

Ah, tenstripe, I saw you there
Victim o' your love of light
Cow-Orkers mine, they didn't care
But live on, I hoped you might

They'd rather pet their cats and dogs
Spray, shoo, smash your carapace
But I wonder, and I thank the gods
I looked into your hissing face

(thanks to google images)

Monday, July 23, 2007

When friends DO give a flying crap...'s a wonderful thing. This digitized, possibly versatile disc arrived in a pizza box. No shit.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Biscuit joins Obscure Web Blog Team

Biscuit Hired By Shouting Grasshopper

We are pleased to announce that Willard R. Biscuit, the last remaining Out Person in the U.S. has been retained by this publication as an Advisor on What's Not Going On. According to all the mass media today--everything seems to be Going On all the time. S'G'H'P'R has long felt that there is something that is Not Going On...


Willard R. Biscuit lives with his mother, a retired farm laborer, in Parma, Tennessee, widely known as the place where the Action Isn't. To Willard, Camp means sleeping in the woods, Pop is a Nehi soft drink, and the Dodge Rebellion is just an ugly rumor. He spends his days arranging his collection of walnut shells and his evenings listening to an Atwater Kent battery radio which has had no tubes since 1949, altho he claims to receive messages from his deceased Father on Mondays and the Major Bowes Original Amateur Hour on Fridays.

We feel sure that The Shouting Grasshopper's association with this quiet, thoughtful drunk will prove rewarding to our readers.
(apologies to Roger Price/Grump Magazine)

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Thursday, June 28, 2007



...I'll throw it up here. So to speak. Besides, it's been awhile, and my goal is to pop in once a week if at all possible. You can credit the clip's appearance to my misadventures in attempting to "remix" a video ala Web 2.0. This post will likely be replaced soon, so get your comments in before it's too late!

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

(or: the completely redone blog entry)

Seeing as how the H.A.P.S. has been addressed (mostly) to my satisfaction, I've removed my rant.I'm keeping the postscript though for obvious reasons. Thank you.

ps: I knew that the Legend/Apostrophe S timeline may have been a bit off in the previous post, but I tried to cover myself with "('?)". Inadequate, perhaps, but consider the media involved.

This is way too much work.

Thursday, June 14, 2007


There are bands that will last a lunchtime. Then there are bands that will pop over for breakfast. You know, just a cuppa and maybe a scone. Then there are groups that will arrive like 20 minutes late for dinner, and you have to explain why the steamed veggies are overdone. I hate that.

Here we have possibly the only extant topless photograph of
Stephens, Jeffries, and Wells. Pix of Mssrs Wright and Screen are probably a dime a dozen, though.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Dinner @ Diamond O (oh? 0?)

You can join me, virtually-speaking, for dinner at the NFS campground just outside Yosemite by clicking on this link.

Bon apetit.

(can someone tell me why doesn't this photo display on the right side of the post like it's supposed to? Friggin' b'ooger.c'm)

Sunday, June 3, 2007

I Left My Toes in SF

View from 7th floor of the Grand Hyatt, looking east*. TB, eat your heart out.

*well, looking down, actually...but you know what I mean.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

From The Linton Gallery

A few pics of E.L.'s handiwork. Of course, it's doubtful that she'll gain any mainstream (ha!)notoriety from this mention, but she deserves a nod. 'Specially since the great post Memorial-day flood.
16K ain't nothing to sneeze at, and that's just the floor.

I consider myself extremely lucky to have a couple of personally-designed gourds as gifts. Everyone is very impressed, and rightly so. The next Bonnie Gibson? I don't know, but she deserves to be mentioned in the same breath.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Get yer [imho] mediocre, pricey O-rings and malts here!

B-day weekend. Road trip to Mono. Sheriff and his bride(you have to look close), expectant parents, order up. Munimoola horses in the window, artifacts of previous taco eaters. Just around the corner, seagulls await crumbs à la señor Alfredo. Just up the road: sweet Sierra H20. No bears sighted, but bear spyers spied outside of Crane Flat. Carlon and Rainbow Pool to myself...oh, and a k'snake outside C'ville.This makes it
53 times 'round, SFSG.

Friday, May 18, 2007

From The Fudd Gallery

Here we have compositions from the Loma Verde/Waterbury Court Era.
Notice that the technique is well-defined even now.
I decline to include the infamous "Flynn Penoyer/Peabody Cat" encounter, even though it is a classic of his oeuvre.

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

jUsT 2 KeEp tHiNgS cUrReNT

Ravens @ Headlands EOA '07

Numero Dos en una serie que llamo

"Animales en la Playa"

Figure that one out, if you wi[sh/ll]

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

What happened to my SGHP? F'cking! I spent about 45 minutes trying to figure it out, but in the end, I had to settle for the smaller (and much less satisfactory) image now presented. I'll be back, not necessarily in a better haven't heard the last of my wrath, you scum!

Thursday, April 26, 2007

The Short Sunderland S-25

Carpet-level view, c 1970. Link to Wikipedia article on the flying boat.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Say U.N.C.L.E.

Gee, I wish I had the old codebook from the Lafayette days. Sherri Mallory, where are you? What about Kosmo? And that time Robert Schimmins(sp?) taught me how to climb a 10' fence.

Thursday, April 19, 2007


This post solely for the benefit of my many fans. All of you. Really.

verdana verdana
check this tarantula
crawling at levin
half past eleven sunday
on way to the top
monument peak looking down
on the valley
of hearts delight

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Baby, get down tonite!

Achival image of the lyricist/bass player/vocalist who had a short-lived, but multidimensional career. Projects included The Puddlenuts, The BB, The Big BB, The Baja Brigade, Compan, and The Captured Person. Notable gigs at The Carter Garage/Living Room, Parmelee Bedroom Sessions, The Sielaff Organ Abla Recordings, and the famous Giant Toadstool Free Concert. Existant audio documents, film experiments, 35mm and Polaroid still images cannot recreate those heady days when superstardom seemed just around the corner. Who can ever forget the parental discovery of the "Nowhere to Go" manuscript? Strange days, indeed.

Wednesday, April 4, 2007


Ah, the memories. It all started with Rey. Then came L,J and Elder with Cinnamon and finally Lana. Julia, Cindy, Jess and Christine. Fudd and Steves Cross and Delia, their Joyce and Cheryls. Ellen and the guy who called himself Carter who said she liked to get it on.
Jody, Kevin, Diane, and Peenbat.

The guy with the friggin' loud Peanuts music. Al and his Michelob. 'Lene 'n' Tom. The May birthday party. The Halloween Party. Getting locked out by the D 'n' D'ers. Watching Lori walk away after the Jerry Garcia date dinner...sigh! Andrew (and Jana--did I blow my chance with her?). Boy I would have done it differently with you, dude! Well, she it. This flippin' bdc done got me agin. See the next entry.

Tuesday, April 3, 2007

'Twas my home, now 'tis a castle

Does the hack work? We shall see shells on the seashore. Nowadays, the Denisse is family friendly, and diverse. Little too family friendly, little too diverse for my tastes. How I ended up next door is truly a cosmic coincidence.

Anyway, back to the list. Frisbee on the shuffleboard court, and the frisbee wall. Stolen batteries from the '72 LeMans. Not to mention stolen bikes (both kinds). The hole in the fence to TB, and ET's nocturnal forays through that portal for dumpsterbound burritos. Broken diving boards (those were the days). Bloody limousine drivers. A tryst w/the girl in #18, noisy skateboarders at A&W. Lazer pranks with the Dows. Glen and Mark and John. The girl in search of Steve Wilson. Ah, yes, those were the days.....

Monday, March 19, 2007


As AMG (or would that be AMD?) would say: "HUZ-ZAR!"
God, it is about time.
If I were a giant alligator lizard[see image above],I would render and consume certain people first. If I had webdings, I'd list them right here. But I don't.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

More reptiles? Why the heck not?

Looks to be a 4-footer. Encountered at AQP--IOM + ten, aught seven.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Birdman not too far from Alcatraz

Once again I'd like to express my disdain for the user interface here. I can't get the friggin webdings to stick, and it's killin' my buzz.

Don't be a friggin' bloggin' buzzkille', blogge'.co'! Address your bugs!

I can't do my rant in devilishly clever code when webdings are AWOL!!

Tuesday, March 13, 2007


Look close and you can see #3 @ WVI. Luckily, colony collapse disorder has not occurred here yet. I would like to state for the record that the user interface on this POS website bites the big one. Truly one of the suckiest, most non-intuitve things I've ever experienced. (except for GEOLink, of course!) More later.

Saturday, March 3, 2007

S.O.A.S.M. 3/3/07

Ah, my first blogpost. First a disclaimer: I am not really The Shouting Grasshopper. I am one of many. This arcane knowledge will prove unenlightening to the reader, as will many other things I post here.

Such as 14 K of G in a F P D. What the hell does that mean? Ask mittu from the SDMB. Trouble is, I haven't seen him there in a while. Perhaps he was just too embarrassed to come back after posing that unsolvable puzzle.

See what I mean?