Purple Palm Skies

Hi Friends,

Happy February!

Time is going by so fast, isn’t? It feels like it was just the New Year 13 days ago. As I was driving back to grandmas, I was wondering how dad’s trip to The Berk turned out. Let’s see.

Me - “Yo, dad! How was your outing at Berkeley?

Dad - “It was nice taking a little spin out there. I embarked on my journey with ambition and great hopes to see something spectacular I had never seen. I felt accomplished at the end of my mini-trip."

Me - “Nice! Want to elaborate?”

Dad - “Sure. It started when I received a letter through mail from a friend of mine I met in grade school. Apparently, he had lost his cell phone, and the only way to reach me was through snail mail. I figured I’d send him a letter too, because I hadn’t sent a letter since, oh god, 2nd grade? And yes, that was the letter to Santa Clause, and I have yet to receive one back. Damn you Santaa! BUT, this could be exhilarating, I thought. It took about 2 wks for us to come to an agreement where we would meet, and the time of pick up. All the back and forth communication through letters was interesting, enormously annoying, but most certainly fun. He needed a ride to Oakland. It was a favor I thought would get me in trouble as it involved a trip to the East Bay, but trouble is, or at least was, my middle name. Normally, the East Bay is not my preferred place to be as I’ve had too many horrible learning experiences, but of course, only the good memories were able to push confidence in me to pull this favor through.”

Wow! Ok, go on.

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Dad - “That evening, we met at the pick up location. Victoria Secret. I’m not sure what he was doing there, but I didn’t question his manhood one bit. We hopped on to the freeway and headed towards the destination. Throughout the drive, we had made plans to hang out that night, but I wasn’t overly excited, because as you may know, most people are flakey. Often times your friends even more. I could smell the BS coming out of his breath. ButterScotch Latte. He was trying to stay up late that night.”


Me - “Ok, so what happened?”

Dad - “Now, I hadn’t been in Berkeley in almost over 2 years so I was pretty excited to even be near it. As soon I dropped off my buddy in Oakland, I float next door to Berkeley and swing by to get a drink at Jupiter. As much as I didn’t want to get a drink, I wanted to see if anything had changed from the last time I had been there. I didn’t care much about meeting anybody. Who I met or what I met, wasn’t my goal. In fact, you would have been the perfect companion that night. I was there for something different, but I didn’t know what it was. As time went by, a lot of great memories past through my head. Linus, Remember the 1st time you came to Berkeley, and we went on a bike ride?”

Me - “Yea that was fun. I was only a puppy.”

Dad - “As it got darker and time was flying at the speed of light, I was getting more tired, and feeling a little out of this world. At that time, I was ready to go back home. Then out of nowhere, like the demon appearing you in the day time, I spot a guy on the opposite side of the table, he grabs his beer and heads towards my direction. He introduces himself and immediately begins to compliment my new haircut, the one you had given me. I didn’t want to get ahead of myself and think he was into me, because I would have broken his heart. I’m straight as an arrow, and normally bros don’t approach bros in this fashion. But maybe he smelled the Victoria Secret Scent, or my salacious partygoer attitude exuded vibes that caught his attention. After 20min of gibble-gabble, it turned out he was only looking for someone to go mountain biking with! Great!”


Me - “So you ended up making a friend? That’s awesome!”

Dad - “Yup. I’ll confess. During our chat I was intrigued by this man. He had told me he lived in the mountains for some years without any communication with others. No social media, no contact with friends or family, and only spoke with other animals. Although I questioned his approach and ideas behind to his adventure, I had to admire his courage to commit living in isolation for many years. The whole time I wondered if I could do it. As I stood there confused by this mans thoughts, I couldn’t help but notice his gazing eyes. I imagined years later we would bump into each other at a small cafe somewhere in the middle of the mountains and reminisce about this moment, but thats a story for another time.”

Me - “Something to think about for sure.”

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Dad - “A word he had described to me made me look back and began to spark my old memories once again. In hindsight, I realized I had let it slip past me.”


Me - “What word? Wait. Was he Mr. Estoppel?”

Dad - “Precisely. Hey Linus, want to come with me to see this guy perform in one of the best cities in the world? Location - San Francisco - Month - April. No matter where we are, we will commit to attend the show! Pencil it in your calendar big guy, because we haven’t been out there in a while!”


Me - “You got it! But dad! We forgot the ingredients for the drink!”

Dad - “Nooo! We will have to wait till the next post.”

Well, till next week it is! In the meantime, I hope everyone is enjoying some sun here in the Bay Area!


Until next time,


Baby Cakes

Hi Friends,

Wow! 2019! Exciting!

My dad finally got back from his mini trip. I have no idea where he went, but he mentioned he had a great time, especially hitting the dance floor. He says he wants to go back, but who knows where that is!


He gave me a small gift as an huge invitation to a new year. Me - “Darn it dad, you messed up recording again! Look how terrible the video looks!”

Dad - “Dang it, I sure messed it up didn’t I? What a bozzo!”


Dad thought it was funny to bully me, but I saw no comedy behind his insesible joke.


Anyhow, bozzo dad brought up the idea of going somewhere for a few weeks to refurbish our great ideas. When he first mentioned it to me, I thought he had a plan set in stone, and a place to relocate for sometime to prepare ourself for an extravaganza. Of course he had no plan and I should have known better because he never plans for anything. I mean, look at his life!

Dad - “Hey Linus, did you pack up? Are you ready to go?”

With a lot of enthusiasm, I growled at him and started licking him with excitement. Little did I know where we were going or for how long, but I was eager to see where we would land this time. It took me 2 minutes to pack. In reality, I only needed my ball and a bone, and I was set! I could have finished packing in less than 10 seconds, but I kept staring at my dads face. What an unassuming face I thought, but ridiculous in every other way.


We began our journey heading North. I was hopped-up! After about an 1hr in the car, I couldn’t tell what direction we were going because visibility was very low, lots of rain, and dad kept distracting me. He kept asking me questions, but I had no interest in talking, even barking. After 30min of ignoring him, I gave in. We began formulating infinite ways to become a better person, and doggie, this year. During my time in the passenger seat, dad and I spoke a little about our past, but fell in love with our future. We spoke of a major component in our discussion, life, while we laughed heartily even amidst the inevitability of death and banality, throughout its colorful ways it throws at us. We discussed useless things like flim-flam men on late night TV informercials, purple grape flavored jolly ranchers, and my favorite number, 6.

It didn’t take long before I had crossed all the T’s and dotted all the I’s in figuring out what would make us happy and fulfilled. We came to an agreement that we needed each other more than ever. It was us against destiny.


During our trip, we slowed down many times, and absorbed every spectacle deliverance nature presented to us. We figured it was the journey, and not the destination that really counted, right? When we would began moving again, at around parade speed, I would realize that the present moment was better than the future. After all, no one is guaranteed the future. Throughout our journey, I was heavily inspired by the vista of every single thing I was able to see. From little baby sea lions to shrimp. Shrimp cake?

Fast forward, till this day, I have no idea where we ended up. We stayed there about a week and headed back to grandmas. Upon arriving back home, I was thumbing through my dads owners manual when it occurred to me that if I wanted to go into the wilderness and explore the unbeaten path, like I always do, I may require a vehicle with more potential. Something more rugged and a personality of a bear.

Possibly? How fitting. I’ll need to convince my dad!


Detour. That night, dad had unleash for the carelessness. While on the trip, we met a lovely gal with the warmest heart I had ever felt. She was a sweetheart to me. Always cared for me, played with me, and fed me. She hypnotized me in a special way, and I couldn’t believe how much power she had over us in just a few hours. I hate to say it, but she tricked me into her lovable ways. I normally don’t show these emotions or fall for anyones pitches, but darn it, this gal sure made me feel special.

“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” - Maya Angelou

My dad also got bamboozled by her endearing and likable attitude. It was very difficult to see past her wrongs. We were was so blinded by the firework show she displayed from every sweet word that came out of her lips. I could almost taste her grape jolly-rancher, sugary lips.

Night came rolling fast, and I had spent countless hours wondering where dad was. They both had planned to do something that night, but to my surprise, dad was back home early. I could only scratch my head in confusion. But I had to be careful not to scratch hard because my nails in my paws were pretty long.

Me - “Hey dad, what happened? Why are you back so early? Did you take her bowling?”

Dad - “You know, I was driving to the bowling alley, and I saw a shooting star. Immediately, I asked for one thing I’ve always wanted.”

Me - “A shooting star? What did you ask for?”

Dad - “I can’t tell you because then it would never come to fruition. And she was only looking for someone to kiss. Too easy and definitely not our style big guy.”


Dad - “I’ll tell you what though. I got her home safe, just on time, to watch her favorite TV show, Goldiggers. Of course, I still opened the door for her like any gentlemen would, but, disinterested, I stepped on the gas pedal to get back to you as soon as I could.”


Wow. I wonder what dad wished for.

PS - My Instagram Account will be on hold for a few months because…… I am not sure why actually. Maybe cause I pretend I’m too busy? Who knows.

But stay tuned for our next post! I’ll share a secret ingredient to a spicy, flame-y, and good tasty drink. It’s a mixture of tons of stuff that i’ve never heard in my life, but it hasn’t killed me yet! Knock on wood!

Sincerely, Linus.

Rose Owl

Hello Friends,

Christmas is a few days away, and my dad and I really hope everyone enjoys their time with their loved ones. It’s a beautiful time to coexist with family to express all the joy, happiness and love within us.

For this week, we will share our last post for this year since we will be out of town for a while. First, I’d like to say that time really passes you by when you’re having fun! It has been 3yrs that I first made my blog/page, and throughout my mini expedition, I have met some interesting people, and made friends along the way. I hope the internet still exist next year so I continue writing on my site. You can also check all the post I have written on the right column. Also, if you get a chance to check out the website on a computer you should! I had someone send me a message telling me how she didn’t know the website on the computer and the website on a phone could be any different. Yes, there are some differences for sure! But here are some links from the past years that I’ve written during the holidays. Click on them if you have time to waste!




These next upcoming days strike a nice balance of celebration and jovial festivities. With New Year creeping up, I am forever grateful for another great year in the books and eager to welcome 2019! And you should too!

Some semi disappointing news though. My dad opted out to take me to the park because his buddies from college were in town. I was a bit upset, but I also understood where he was coming from. I haven’t seen my childhood friends since I left the lonely streets. I would love to hang out with them someday, especially Layla. Do you remember her?


I gave my dad permission to go, but begged him to be back early. I get worried when he gets home late because I get these ideas that something bad happened to him. I don’t know what I’d do without him :(

Dad - “Linus, I’ll be back early, don’t worry about it. Plus, these friends have taken care of me before and I am sure they will do the same if need be. I haven’t been out for a long time and I’ll be honest, I’m really not in the mood, but I haven’t seen my friends in years and they are in town!”


Me - “Ok that’s great to hear. But if you need anything, just text me. I’ll be playing with my Ipaw all night.

Dad - “Sounds good. I’ll send you updates with a picture so you know I am ok.”

Me - “Yea! That’s smart!”

I couldn’t imagine how it was back then without telephones. I would be sooooooooooo stressed and worried. Telephones have facilitated the way we communicate very effectively. Keeps people in check!

Dad -”But first I am going to get a haircut.”

Me - “Dad, I can cut it for you. I pawmise I won’t mess it up and you won’t need to shave it incase I do….”

From the long hair..


To short hair in a flash! Dad wasn’t too happy about his new look! I apologized and he quickly forgot about it.


Me - “Dad I see you. If I had you that close, I would be licking you and kissing you until I ran out of saliva. But that’s a way of life for us puppies!”


Dad - “Easy now, keep your distance big guy. We don’t kiss friends, or just anyone.”

Me - “I know, I said if I was there. I wish you listened more!”

I can’t believe my dad never listens to me especially with his big ears. You would think otherwise but nope. Incredible.


Dad - “Linus, thanks for letting me go big guy. I’ll admit, when the clock hit 8pm I began to get a little anxious. I feared I wouldn’t have enough time to grab an Uber and make it back to the library before they closed.”

Me - “So you bought them a drink and ran away to the library?”

Dad - “Yes and no. I talked enough sense into myself that bizzarrely I lost my mind. I was so confused after talking for so long that I wasn’t sure what I was doing anymore or what to say. I had to think quick. I refreshed my mind and explained in details of my fantasy. A story about a young man and an implacable mountain he needs to climb in order to get rid of his fear of sand. Like the Tenere portion of the Sahara, the largest desert in the world, he felt he was going through dark nights of the soul. In order to weather the storm and soften his heart, he had to let it all go. All of it.”

Me - “What in the world are you talking about dad??”

Dad - “This. 2018. Second 00:15 - Minute 03:30”


Me - “Just remember dad, difficulties are welcomed not to obstruct, but to instruct.”


Because it’s our last post before the year ends, we wish everyone an amazing Christmas and a Happy New Year!

We leave with this in mind…

Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.” - Rob Siltanen

And that’s a wrap!

Until next year my friends,


Sincerely, Linus