barry is gone. i could'nt take my extreme hairiness anymore. had to shave that fucker off. i was scaring my children. now my girls (even the big one) won't leave me alone, but thats a good thing. i have an important meeting next week for work as well. so i did'nt want to show up looking like Sasquatch. i just could'nt hang with barry till the first day of Spring. maybe next year. life is a bit slower these days...and work is big time slow, so i'm taking today off. plan to work in my studio ALL DAY. dick in the box is coming soon.

put your pants on and stop that.

my beard has a name now...Barry. it was dubbed Barry by my kids. i'm saying Barry stays until the first day of spring. the girls forgot about my promise to shave Barry when the writers strike ended. so Barry is chillin on my face for a while longer. so when is the first day of Spring anyway? Barry is getting an Abraham Lincoln meets ZZ Top kinda look. its neat.

its party timey

i always jam with my safety glasses...i'm all about the safety thing.
sondawg rocks.

i'm lost...can we start over?

dad needs a break...take it Charlie.

patience is what i don't have...




i almost maybe sort of finally finished the dark one. he gaurds our front door for now.
i still want to add a crown of thorns that i will make from barbed wire. then the one who is dark will be finished...unless i think of something else to add.

check my cactus...remind you of anything?

who you callin a prick?

i'm dufsmash and i approve this message.

so my insurance adjuster finally got back to me and my car is officially totalled. they offered me a buyout and i have to take it. pretty much sucks. the good news is it is more than i was expecting. the last 6 months have been rough on the dufsmash fam. lots of tough luck. what can ya do? so we keep on keepin on...and on and on. i'm looking at Toyota 4 Runners, and i also like the Toyota Tacomas. we MUST have 4 wheel drive living up here on Howdy Doody Mountain. i'll get a check in a couple of days (at least thats what the insurance dude is telling me) so we started looking around a bit today. i hate going to car lots, we were kinda laughing at the sales people that jumped on us as soon as we got out of our car. feels like desperation. and others would do the laid back approach...and circle around us like vultures as we walked the lot. but they are just trying to make a living, so i can cut em some slack. i plan to hit the papers hard, money is tight and i need a deal. i always seem to do better when i buy cars privately. Sondawg feels terrible. (as he should) we had the you better save your $$$ cause i'm NOT buying you a fucking car talk today too. feeling kinda bluesy, so whatever, today is over and tommorrow is next.

my strike beard is getting wicked and my girls are begging me to get rid of it. i have vowed to keep it till the writers srtike ends or the first day of spring arrives. whichever comes first.

between me and you, its driving me crazy. she has started calling me Mr. Edwards (like little house on the prairie