Tuesday, September 23, 2014

horses


Horses, from Lohbado's image library.

Monday, September 22, 2014

washed up






Lohbado dreamed about a plastic bowl washed up on the beach. A weather-beaten old bowl, there was something comforting about being swept away in foamy salt water. He woke up and made a fresh pot of coffee.

Monday, September 8, 2014

a jump up sit down situation


Rigatoni, rigatoni, rigatoni's good to eat...
rigatoni, rigatoni rigatoni's good to eat
Good to eat
Good to eat
Rigatoni's good to eat!

Sunday, September 7, 2014

chaos


The advantage of the Moronovian method of instant delayed response in reaction to simmering memories distorted through personal filters... the real memoir emerges from between the lines.

Thursday, September 4, 2014

alone

from Lohbado's sketchbook
A valuable skill for twenty-first century humans is the ability to be alone. The ability to be comfortable alone is especially useful for aging and retired people. Once you get old and run out of steam, unable to attend parties which begin at 9 or 10 PM, you stop receiving invitations. This is not a problem. It's part of the natural order. As ones ages, the body slows down. One has lots of time alone to contemplate, or to get to know oneself, like the Oracle at Delphi said to Socrates, "Know yourself." Soon death happens. The body becomes a corpse. Why not make use of valuable time and try to figure out what's going on? This is your last chance to stop being neurotic.... ooooooogah!

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

radiation storm



Just before the radiation storm, an explosion woke Lohbado from the bed. He peered through the front window as a three story building collapsed. Clouds of dark smoke and ash drifted over the ruins. The shock waves gave Lohbado an instant headache, pressure inside the skull. He massaged his forehead and made a pot of coffee.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Lohbado trying to escape the Tabernacle

The voice of Oogah spoke from the altar in the Tabernacle. Lohbado felt chest pain. He staggered from the building and sat in the park. He felt his body dissolving and pondered the sheer strangeness of existence.