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While visiting Rollo Bay in search of fresh strawberries I found Atlantic Canada's largest central boiler dealer. Driftwood Gardens is a family operated pesticide free farm exploring the possibilities of wind generated power and biomass heat generation with the goal of attaining complete off the grid sustainable living..
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Happy Valentine Day

U know who U are, love U.

How long have I been gone?
. It's Christmas across the entire galaxy, it's a great feeling to be on ones home planet for the holidays.
The Doctor and I have been on quite a journey, time zones, solar systems, black holes and aliens.
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Akyroidia Pizza Delivery Vehicle-10 secound delivery or your meal is free. I'm hungry now!

It may sound crazy but we came back because we were home sick. Imagine wanting to return to this planet when there are so many choices Dr. Stimuli was a great travel companion and his understanding of interplanetary language conversion proved invaluable. The Akyroidans were especially friendly offering wines and tequila on our arrival to their world.

This is the leader of the planet and chief wine taster Dun Akydroid. He looks a great deal like Dan Aykroyd from earth don't you think?
This is a little tune the Doctor performed for the folks on Akyroidia during one of their many storm festivals.

We will be on Earth for 60 days. During our stay we will be interviewing potential travelers to join the next voyage. If you are interested in joining the crew contact us kierpaso@isn.net
Have a great Holiday and may the force be with you my friends.

Back On Planet Earth

Did you miss me?

Canadian Tire

I was walking through the automotive section looking for wiper blades.
"Is that you" I looked around and there he was "Hi Doc how you doing?"
He laughed "Haven't seen you since the night we met Harry."
"Yeah what a mixed up character I ran into him at the Exhibition and we hung out.
He is carrying the guilt and shame of war, heavy baggage for a young traveler."
The Doctor nodded."I introduced him to some folks east of town. They have a farm, it might do him some good. He and I have become good friends." Pausing for a moment and looking like the cat that swallowed the canary the Doctor began.
"Let me tell you what happened after you left that morning.
Harry and I went back to the crash site and retrieved what was left of his ship."
"Oh yeah!" I was surprised, I didn't think there was anything left.
The Doctor reached into his pocket and smiled "Don't tell any one about this or I'll have to kill you." He laughed
" Here is a picture I took of him with the ships deep space communicator."

"Weird or what?" "Does it work?" "Wait untill you see the rest of it."
The Doctor smiled, "Why don"t we go and visit him? I will pick you up at the A&W tomorrow morning at 11AM. Be prepared to be surprised."
"I'll be there! Now I have to find the wiper blades I"m only working with one and it sucks.With this rain I can't see a thing"
"Good luck, see you tomorrow."
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The Chestnut Street Experience

Harry Pothead and I left the exhibition grounds that night and made our way to the red house an illegal after hours bars. Beer and conversation in a friendly atmosphere what more could one ask? We sat by the bar and before we got the first beer Harry began. He told me how hard it had been for him and how the war had destroyed his sole.
"I lost the person I use to be and the one in my head is so fucked up, I can't explain it.
I have a hard time sleeping and when I do the Dreams wake me. I spend my nights thinking about terminating myself, I no longer feel human."
I smiled and said. "It sounds like your adjusting well, can I get you a beer?"
"You don't understand and I don't know how to explain. All that I was has been fractured and weakened I am afraid of life and myself. Am I crazy?"
"You might be, I was crazy once myself"
"'What are you doing on the farm Harry?"
"Cutting pulp wood, milking cows and if I'm lucky I get to shovel shit."
The conversation lightened, we shot a few games of pool. Gordie showed up and told jokes. "Keep your day job" I told him.
"Well brother it's 5 AM and tomorrow is today so I got to go."
He thanked me for listening gave me a hug and walked off.
"See you in the funnies Gordie, I'm out of here "

Adventures in Beater ville

First Encounter

Harry Pothead first arrived on Prince Edward Island in the mid seventies. A veteran of the inner planetary struggle he came seeking refuge and peace. His ship destroyed on entry left him stranded.
At first Harry was overcome with his oneness. "What will become of me" he cried? Violence and aggression had been the tools of his trade. Will I ever feel human?
A great part of him had been lost on the journey.
Before he had time to think bright lights from a strange sounding craft took him totally by surprise. Coming to an abrupt stop inches from Harry a strange Mars like character calling himself The Doctor appeared from within.
“U looking for a cab?” Then silence.” Not from around here are you?”
“No”.
“You look lost?”
“I am”
“Smoke this it will help”.
One puff Harry began to levitate.
“WOW!”
“Man I never saw anything like that before.”
“You don’t do that?”
“Never!”
“So what’s your name?”
“I don’t have one.”
“No name, we will call you Harry, Harry Pothead..”
How do I know about this!
I was in the back seat that night and a witness to all that took place.
Harry sat in the front seat with The Doctor and they talked all night. We drove around dizzy block smoking the strange substance until the vehicle stopped. “What happened” Harry asked. “Fuel! We ran out”. “No problem we can still get more.”
"I don't know about you guys but I'm hungry" Then Silence “I’m going to the Windmill restaurant for breakfast” and I bailed.
Next time I saw Harry was two years later at the Charlottetown Exhibition.
He was working for Bill Lynch in the freak tent levitating and making him self invisible.
He spotted me and waved me over.
“So this is what you have been up to.” “No Just signed on for this one performance, having fun.” “I‘m working on a farm east of town St Theresa, you know the place?” “I think I know the place close to Peaks Station isn’t it?” “That’s right.”
“What ever happened to The Doctor?”

Beaterboys New Red Green Meeting Hall

Been awhile since you heard from us, neglect is the culpert.
We have been working on several projects The Meeting Hall is the newest.
A place for all men to act like men. That's right we can be as imature as we like and it's alright.
Or so we think.

Last saturday morning at 6 AM we moved this building to an undisclosed location.

This is us pulling into Beater One

The move went well and no lives were lost.

Placing the building on It's new foundation.

Brtother Ian looks on, It's his birthday today. Bobby MacKay on the roof with Phillip Brown prepairing the move.

The Future Is Now

Tomorrow Is Today
Reality is big business runs the world. Oil prices up, consumption up, death toll in middle east up, profits up. Degree of concern by earthlings? Minimal. We have become so complacent in our attitude toward problems and people. If it doesn't effect me, it doesn't matter.
The people who make the guns and fight the oil wars could just as easily put their efforts into healing our planet, rather than decimating the planet.
You guys can keep the money and the power, just redirect your focus to alternative energy forms. Solar energy and wind energy are strong weapons against global warming. Governments working together can make a difference in what will be the next war, survival will no longer be us against them - it will be us against us. As a parent I speak for all parents in this request to big business, stop fighting over oil and work on the problem before it's too late.
That bottom line could very well be the bottom line.
I am converting now and would suggest you do the same, tomorrow may be to late.
Your friend Kier

Thanks But NO Tanks

We are once again beefing up our arsenal in order that we fight for peace while children die of starvation. I don't know but I feel those dollars are better spent feeding their needs rather than breaking their spirit and bones.
Eight more of our troops killed this week and an undisclosed number of The Enemy?
I say no thanks to tanks.
Just a thought
Kier

Body Count Up

More civilian deaths reported in the news. New threats against Iran. George annoyed by exit plan from Iraq.
I say Bill Gates for President
Lets elect a man who belongs only to himself, interested in saving the earth instead of controling, maniuplating and leaving nothing for our children.
I would like nothing better than to praise our leaders for their leadership.
Try and make us proud this week.
Have a great day
Kier

The Things We See

Even Their Own Continents Can't Tell Them Apart

Japan

Prince Edward Island

Coincidence or alien configuration?

So how is everyone?
I have been busy keeping my head above water. This nine month winter seasond is wareing me out.
George is still looking for oil in all the wrong places.
Interest rates still within reasond.
Love life and
Have a great day
Kier

Were Big In The Czech Republic

Hay to our friends in the Czech Republic. We track the hits we receive and the stats tell me you folks are tuning in, I'm glad someone appreciates my humor.
Is there anything you would like to know about our little corner of the world? You can comment
here or send us a note kierpaso@isn.net
I haven't watched the news in the past two weeks but let me guess.
George remains bullish on war, more deaths in Iraq, protests in the streets of our world, a French woman gave birth to 8 children, 3 boys and 5 girls the mother was 87 years old making her the oldest woman on this planet to give birth.
On a scale of 1-10 how close was I?
So would you like to see some of the art I am creating for my next show? No, well tough you have to look.

911 And Counting

Dave Howard In My Kitchen

Bird Bath

My Diningroom

Smoked Fish

Artist Jim West

These next two pieces are the work of artist Jim West.
Jim will be part of the upcoming show

The Alchemist

Memories of Vancouver

Well the hour is late and I have said enough. If a picture is worth a thousand words
then I have said a mouthful.
Have a great day
Kier

WZ New

Brother James has returned from Thailand looking very brown and rested.

Brother Bobby has left the province. Last word from Bobby he was approaching
Edmonton Alberta.
Good luck Edmonton we wish you well.

Frank Heron friend and neighbor is also leaving for fame and fortune in Canadas West

In The News
In reading the local news paper we learn Charlottetown has a new drug squad.
We have been able to acquire exclusive photos of the new inspector as well his first
bust.

The inspector approaches with caution, he knows how crazy these marijuana
smokers can be

The suspect is a young alien probably from Halifax.

This place is known to us the inspector comments, We refer to it as Stoned Hinge

I've got him cried the inspector

I always get my man.

The young mans attorney a well known PEI pot head had a comment but forgot
what it was.

Beaterboy Book Of The Month Club
On another note The Beaterboy book of the month club has chosen
February's #1 must read.
We hope you agree.

All for now.
Have a great day my friends
Kier

Charlottetown 9 AM - 12 Noon

Stratford 9 AM I just got up. Brush my teeth and shave, oh yeah I'm awake. I watch the news as I have my morning tea, more dead soldiers more dead civilians.
9:45 The phone rings, am I going to Beanz, but of course. I jump in my cold car and as I head for the bridge I call Dave, Serge, and the rest of the gang, 10AM coffee Beanz as usual.
The first place we go in the morning is Beanz on University Avenue. Good coffee good food nice people.

Backbone of the operation

The morning rush

Good friend fellow artist and long time Beater Boy Paul Ness is a frequent companion for coffee.

Mary Phalen, my friend for many moons Mary has strong opinions but never is she judgemental. Love you Mary

Serge , who is he really?

My friends Dave Ward, Dave Howard and Jimmy West

11:15
Time to go to work.
We walk across the street and make a right on Grafton St walking past the Holman's Mall and past Cows.
My thoughts are it's too cold for ice cream today

Now where will we go for lunch?
Kier