Author: Robin Weirich
Time To Wake The Kracken Back Up…
Free Way by Greg Hergert
There are no true real homeless people in Portland OR I was once overheard a total moron state to a group of people – as in moron, I mean clueless non homer unlike myself… Portland as in the inner city, is surrounded by the fringes of homeless, there are tent cities of blue tarps hiding under bridges and under overpasses, on hiking trails and sometimes, just on public sidewalks… First you see one, then a day or two later, you will see a group of tents and tarps in one area, then you see the dogs, the bikes and then one day, they are all gone…
Some cities will round up their homeless and put them on a bus with $100 in their pocket and send them to Stumptown... yup, that’s my hometown, Portland is stunning, cultural, rich in diversity and full the homeless… Yet the homeless as a sense of flavor and it’s own type of culture and unique brand of diversity …
Mi Casa by Greg Hergert
While Portland tries to stay on top of it’s homeless, with public meetings, police rounds ups to have them move their tarps every few weeks so as not to have one tent or tarp turn into a city of blueness, it’s still a growing an ongoing problem that continues to grow daily as more homeless migrate to PDX to start a life on the street, cardboard signs in hand, asking for not a job, but for money, of course, with each new group that arrives the creativity of their signs can make one chuckle…
Recently, Artist, Greg Hergert, did a show in Portland OR called “Street Life” showing his view on the homeless he sees daily from him studio window in downtown Portland…
Sarahsviews took a long hiatus… but I have found Sarah’s voice and am ready to start writing again… my tone will be full of satire and realism.. illustrated by the art of my husband, Greg Hergert... yes, when I first started Sarahsviews, I did not know Greg, but I used to steal his art to illustrated the first few years of Sarahsviws… but now, married, I just take it… Looking forward to getting back in the blog groove…
Ciao… Sarah
Sunday is a Fun Day… So they say…
Bad Cat by Greg HergerT
Sunday, a fun day??? Where are on earth did they come up with that idea… last time I checked, my Sunday is spent washing, cleaning, and running errands for ungrateful Furballs… Yes, those hairy, conniving, fingerless, mewing, theiving little Fat Furballs... that demand to be fed, petted and tons of food… where on earth do these evil little creatures come from and how did I become their servant???
One day it was just me, with all the freedom to do whatever I wanted on any given Sunday, then one showed up, with her snaggletooth and muddy little fur, with big pitiful eyes, with a whisper soft meow that said… Please feed me… how could I resist… so feed her I did, her fur began to clean up, her pitiful eyes turn to love, when I would place food out for her, then one day she came in the house, then one night she took over the bed, leaving me half the bed to sleep on, but I didn’t mind, she needed a home…
Winkie Cat by Greg Hergert
Then one morning, there was another, he was young and a big ole scaredy cat… with a slight limp, he would run when I would place food out for him, then as I close the door he would run up and gobble it all down… 4 weeks later, he took over the couch when I turned on the TV forcing me to the chair… greedy little bastard… soon I was left with a quarter of the bed, one on each side squeezing me in middle… walking across me in the middle of the night to swap sides…
Compassion Cat by Greg Hergert
Yesterday, I noticed there was another on on the back porch… homeless I am sure of, due to her soulful mewing, lowered head and scruffy fur… I don’t know how long it will take for this one to take the remainder of the bed, but I guess I will just prepare to move to the spare room and leave these 3 loving, funny, demanding sweet peas to have the master suite as they do own the house and rule the kingdom and I am just a Furball servant…
Alien Salute by Greg Hergert
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