The Parents were gone for 24 hours. They went roaring out of the house in the middle of the night on Friday, and came back after one a.m. on Saturday – I mean Sunday morning.
The bird gets confused with the humans whole “time” thing. For me, it is morning, then it is afternoon, then it [...]
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The Bird Has Been Traumatized
Posted in Animals, Humor, Music, Photos, books, crow, family, tagged adventures, Animals, birds, cats, Chashama Film festival, confusion, crow, family, Kelly Mahan Jaramillo, New York, Tomas Hradcky, writing on October 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
The Bird Would Like to Make the Following Announcement: Tomas Hart and Tomás Hradcky are the Same Person.
Posted in Composer, Music, Photos, Pittsburgh, Politics, Tomas Hart, Tomas Hradcky, crow, film, tagged crow, government, Imdb, photo, Pittsburgh, Politics, Tomas Hart, Tomas Hradcky, Tomas Hradcky independent film composer on September 26, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Hello, Bobby here. I would like to let the mother have the floor, as this is important to the parents insofar as their work is concerned, which makes it important to the Bird. Bottom line – the parents work, the Bird eats.
Thank you.
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Thank you for the lovely introduction, Robert. Fresh Corn chips await you.
Hi all, [...]
Thanksgiving At The William’s House.
Posted in Humor, Kelly Mahan Jaramillo, Music, family, holidays, tagged birthdays, Black Sabbath, holidays, homemade wine, Jolene Williams, pumpkin pie, Ross Williams, Sean Williams, stuffing, Thanksgiving, turkey on December 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It is long past Thanksgiving, so I am behind on posting the pictures, but it got a little bit crazy over here right after Thanksgiving, a lot of things happened at once, and we are still trying to prioritize.
BUT – here are a few glimpses of Thanksgiving Day at Ross and Jolene’s house. Tomas was [...]
The Bird Wants to Know if God is One of Us.
Posted in Animals, Humor, Music, writing, tagged cleaning, crow, God, love, stranger, thinking, walnuts, writing, yelling on April 17, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Bobby is asking the mom this question, being rather strident.
Bobby, the Mom would like to think so, but she has many conflicts on the issue.
The Mom’s question is – When did you hear that song, young man?
Bobby: “I heard it going through your head over and over. Why was that?”
Mom: “I have no idea.”
Bobby: “There [...]
The Bird and The Mom Disclose that Louise Hogarth Is A Liar
Posted in Animals, Music, writing, tagged crow, father, film, friend, Louise Hogarth, manipulating, personal history, writing on March 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Many years ago, my father, William A. Mahan, put an ad in ‘The Recycler’, for a roommate, as his mother was in the Motion Picture Country Home, and he had to take care of her, and needed someone to take care of the house while he was gone.
Louise Hogarth answered the ad. It seemed like [...]
The Bird and the Mom Are Politically ProActive
Posted in Animals, Humor, Music, Politics, tagged Ann Coulter, birds, children, Craig Ferguson, crows, family, family dysfunction, Humor, Life, Music, parenting, Politics, siblings, Tomas Hradcky independent film composer, writing on November 3, 2007 | 1 Comment »
I know I have never finished the first post on the story of how Tomas and I became the parents of a crow, it may just have to go into the memoir section of my web page. Bobby has lived with us for six years, and every day he is up to something [...]
The Bird is BORED
Posted in Animals, Humor, Music, tagged children, family on October 16, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Before I continue the saga of chasing and ultimately catching Bobby, today I have to say, it was made very clear to me that he was bored, and I couldn’t bribe him with toys or food. He is in the dining room, and I am back in my office, and he is hollering. [...]
Still Life With Crow? No. Very Active.
Posted in Animals, Humor, Music, tagged Animals, birds, Humor, Life, memoir, Music on October 12, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
About six years ago, my husband, Indie film composer Tomas Hradcky (He went by Tomas Hart back then) and I were stuck in five o’ clock traffic in Santa Monica, hot and hungry and tired and inching along so slowly that at one point I closed my eyes and imagined the future, right on 26th [...]
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