Monday, October 17, 2016

Inklings: trivia from the week ending Sunday October 15

Has it only been a week since I was in New Orleans? Let me tell you the funniest thing I saw on the way back.

I was between LaPlace and the New Orleans airport exit on those bridges, and there’s a truck trying to pass everybody in the right lane. I move over so he can pass me on the left; we’re all going the same speed. He passes me and gets right on the back end of the car that was in front of me. Pushy. An asshole. Now let me describe the vehicle.

It was a black Chevy S-10, but lowered to be close to the ground. Louisiana plates. And on the back of this cretin’s (“cretin”= frenchman for “retard”) window was the convincer: a decal, custom made I guess, that said:


with a star or a helmet or something.

I would argue Cowboys country ends at the Sabine River, or west of there, but whatever. This guy was a dick to everyone on the road and I assume he’s that way when the motor turns off too.


Other news? It’s allergy season in Central Texas. If you’ve lived through it you know; if you haven’t you won’t believe me. But it’s bad. Just a week of Zyrtec and booze and DVDs. Thanks to my inability to move or feel pleasure or anything, I watched and hated The Lobster. I watched and hated Snowpiercer previously; it was my benchmark for movies that create an imaginary conflict and leave you feeling sad because the movie’s characters couldn’t overcome it (or they could; I start to give up).  I thought Snowpiercer was unrealistic but emotionally interesting. The Lobster was just infuriating. I thought both movies were trying to go where Never Let You Go did, but that movie succeeded, despite its improbability,. At least it succeeded in interesting me.


The Saints won, prolonging my hope despite the defense’s failure to show up.


I put a Hillary sticker on my truck and it blew off at the car wash. So I put another one on. I can’t wait to get it off my truck. I am glad we still get to vote in our elections, but I’m baffled at how the Democrats nominated the only person who could have made it a close race with tantrum baby Trump. This stuff is not decided by the people.


image by David Rhoden

I don’t draw that much at work lately but here are a couple of lil’ guys. I’m looking for work, if you know of anything.


Mountain Shoutin’ is finally going to play out this month, at a house party. Stay tuned for details. My other band,  Speedcrawler, is rehearsing at least.

Posted by David Rhoden on 10/17 at 05:51 AM
Page 1 of 1 pages

Sign up to receive infrequent e-mail about new art, shows I'm playing, and other interesting things. Also, occasional discounts on my online store You can unsubscribe anytime and your e-mail won't be shared.




David Rhoden
321 S. Clark Street
New Orleans, Louisiana 70119
Hire Me
See My Résumé
Buy My Art
Join My Mailing List
View My Archives
Site contents © David Rhoden.
Web portfolio contents are © and ™ their respective owners.