Improv

March 31, 2006



Entertainment

March 31, 2006



Fear

March 31, 2006



Fantasy

March 31, 2006



Pat

March 31, 2006



Dirt

March 30, 2006



Giddy

March 30, 2006



Proposition

March 30, 2006



Escape

March 30, 2006



Leonard

March 29, 2006



Chuck Norris Placemats

March 29, 2006

Last week I ran a contest at Swapatorium for these fine Chuck Norris, Billy Dee Williams, Richard Pryor placemats. Well, I found five more sets. The first five people who email me will get a set of the placemats sent to your home. There's one catch. You have to send me a photo of you actually using the placemats. How you use them....well, that's up to your imagination.

*Update*
*All the placemats have been claimed...man, that was quick*




Discussion

March 29, 2006



Advice

March 29, 2006

I realize this is neither happy or fun. I have a friend of mine who came to see me yesterday. When I saw her I was shocked. She looked like she hadn't eaten in weeks.

Thin as a rail. Unhealthy thin. Scary thin.

She has told me in the past that food has been an issue for her entire life.
Now it's gotten bad. Really bad. She looks like hell. 90 pounds (maybe).

I confronted her and she denied there was any problem.
I got pissed that she was ignoring it and we had a major blow-out.

I know she reads this blog everyday. She doesn't comment here but I know she visits.
I hope posting this is a wake up call for her. I can't sit and watch her kill herself anymore.

You guys have any advice?



Adventure

March 28, 2006

If anyone wants to go, I'll be at The Hideout tomorrow night to see Mucca Pazza.

It's big fun dammit. Free pie afterwards.


Temptation

March 28, 2006



Jen

March 28, 2006

I love when you guys send me email.

Hey Ron,

I wanted you to post this as a sort of dedication to the happiness dogs
bring us (and for Henry). This is me and my first dog Lassie, I was so
terribly original! Note the lack of front teeth. I knocked the front two out
VERY early on (jumping on a bed, I fell and hit them on the headboard) and
of course didn’t have front teeth until I got my adult teeth in. Years and
years and years of singing ‘all I want for Christmas is my 2 front teeth, my
2 front teeth’.

Jen



Unbearable

March 28, 2006



Prepared

March 28, 2006



security

March 27, 2006



Happiness

March 27, 2006

Shelly, Kathy, Tommy, Cindy, Me



Extension

March 27, 2006



Underfoot

March 27, 2006



Illinois City, Illinois

March 26, 2006

Sorry yall. I'm out in farm country. Be back tonight.

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Waiting

March 25, 2006



Hamms

March 24, 2006



Talent

March 24, 2006



Hope

March 24, 2006



Repetition

March 24, 2006



Realdoll v 1.0

March 23, 2006



Art

March 23, 2006

So today I was over at the Swap-O-Rama Flea Market at 43rd and Ashland. This is my lone purchase of the day. I know, I know, it's a crappy painting.

But there's one thing that made we want to own it.
She's throwing down the "metal sign".

And while we're on the subject of metal, check this out (quicktime movie).



Friend

March 23, 2006



Star

March 23, 2006



Effort

March 22, 2006

Hi Mick. Should I post your home phone number? Let me know OK?

And in other news.....take a visit to The Kriegsmann Files


Do

March 22, 2006



Chosen

March 21, 2006



Choices

March 21, 2006

This past weekend I was in Flanagan Illinois at an auction. While I was there, I let my cousin Rachel use my camera. She said she wanted to take pictures of "interesting people". I liked the pics so much that I set her up with her own photoblog -

Rachel-O-Rama

Not bad for an eight year old.



Service

March 21, 2006



Vow

March 21, 2006



Touch

March 20, 2006

I'm filling in for Angelica at Swapatorium this week.
Check it out.



Visit

March 20, 2006

I think I was about eight years old when the policeman came to our classroom. He was there to talk to us about the work that policemen did. It was known back then as "community relations".

When he walked in the door I got a sinking feeling in my stomach. Earlier that week, I was at my grandmothers house when a couple of police cars pulled up. Two cops walked up to my grandmothers door and rang the bell. They were looking for my uncle. They said they wanted to "ask him a couple of questions". The local cops had it out for him big time. He may have done a few minor things wrong but now they were trying to pin every crime that ever happened on him. The problem for the cops was that my uncle was an urban magician. He could disappear at will. To this day I don't know how he managed to do it but if he decided to not be found...well, you were not going to find him. It drove the cops nuts.

As I stood behind my grandmother at the door, I heard the last thing the cop said to her. "Tell that punk we'll find him". Wrong thing to say to my grandma. She launched into a profanity laced tirade that would melt a truck drivers ears. She followed them out to their cars calling them every name in the book. (I actually learned a few new word combinations that day.) As the cops drove away she stood on the curb swearing at them and shaking her fist. One of the cops looked back at us as he drove away and looked me right in the eye.

The same cop that was now standing in my classroom.

I knew that he remembered me. Right when he walked in the door, we made eye contact and he gave me a smirk. The worst part wasn't the fact that he remembered me but the fact that I was now a marked kid. There were kids that the cops "knew". They constantly got hassled by the police. Even though I'd never done anything wrong, I was now one of those kids. That look told me "I know you and I'm going to get you".

He gave a speech about his job and the usual "stranger danger" stuff. All through his talk he would look at me and give me that same smirk . It was really pissing me off. I wanted to launch into a grandma strength tirade of my own but sat there quietly as he gave his talk. By this time the other kids were noticing the looks that the cop was giving me. My friend Mike looked at me from a few rows over with a "what the hell is that all about?" expression. If the other kids knew I was a "marked" kid it wouldn't be good. Eventually it would get to the parents and you'd be one of those "I don't want you hanging around with him...I hear he's nothing but trouble"

The cop was finishing up his speech and asked if anyone in the room had any questions. I had to do something. This guy was going to ruin my childhood. I raised my hand and the teacher said "Yes, Ronny, what's your question".

"Did you ever catch my uncle?"



Elegance

March 20, 2006



Jealousy

March 19, 2006



Hither

March 19, 2006



1978

March 19, 2006



Wanted

March 18, 2006



Relaxation

March 18, 2006



Hunger

March 17, 2006



Country

March 17, 2006

I'm heading out to the country for another farm auction.
Wait until you see what I get at this one.
Muhhahahaaaaaa.



Eddie

March 17, 2006



Visit

March 17, 2006



Pledge

March 17, 2006



Wish

March 16, 2006



Greetings

March 16, 2006



Adjustment

March 16, 2006



Update-O-Rama

March 15, 2006

First off, Henry is doing OK. The vet wants to try chemotherapy. This means for the next eight weeks he goes in for treatments. I'm stuck in the midwest until it's over. I really wanted to leave sooner but ya gotta do what ya gotta do. At least he's getting good medical care.

This past weekend I headed out to a farm auction in Deer Grove Illinois. There were plenty of tractors and other equipment but I was there for something else. Wayyyyy in the back of the field was this fine piece of Americana. A 1960 Airstream Land Yacht.

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Yep, I bought it.

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The inside needs some work.

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It's not perfect but the body has no dings or dents. I think it has potential.

Now all it needs is a name....



Something

March 15, 2006

If any of you folks live here in the Chicagoland area Nick from Squareamerica.com will be giving a gallery talk tonight at 6:00pm in conjunction with his show-

The Innocent Eye? Amateur Photography from the 20th Century
at The Carl Hammer Gallery, 740 North Wells Street, Chicago, Illinois 60610.

Nick will take you all out for free pie afterwards. Yep, pie ala mode. All free.
He'll also come to your house and tidy up. It's just something he likes to do.

info



Quench

March 15, 2006



Lucky

March 14, 2006



Promotion

March 14, 2006



Pride

March 14, 2006



Chug

March 14, 2006



Breaker

March 13, 2006



Bewildered

March 13, 2006



Padded

March 13, 2006



peggy

March 12, 2006

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Homonoculus

March 12, 2006

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Punishment

March 11, 2006

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lepus

March 11, 2006

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ladies

March 11, 2006

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wargames

March 11, 2006

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solo

March 10, 2006

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duo

March 10, 2006

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trio

March 10, 2006

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outgrown

March 10, 2006

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Funkadelic

March 10, 2006

Hey folks, Nick from Square America here- Ron's out searching for that elusive bighappy mobile so I'm filling in today.

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Them

March 09, 2006



Snack

March 09, 2006



Dissent

March 09, 2006



Grass

March 08, 2006



Swell

March 08, 2006



Coach

March 08, 2006



Happiness

March 08, 2006



Peanuts

March 07, 2006



Accomplishment

March 07, 2006



Protection

March 07, 2006



Frank

March 07, 2006



Armed

March 07, 2006



Prunes

March 06, 2006



Etiquette

March 06, 2006



Spread

March 06, 2006



Sportsman

March 05, 2006



Update-O-Rama

March 05, 2006

Henry is having surgery to remove the tumor on his head on Tuesday. I'm going to give him some time to recover and then we'll head out on the road.

I have a friend who is waiting on the title for a big fancy schmancy motorhome. Once the title gets here, that sled is mine. It'll be turned into a rolling Bighappyfunhouse by a crack team of decorators and drunkards. Expect a ton of leopard fabric, some fuzzy dice, a disco ball or two and one of these (I'm thinking the 12 volt Ooga will do just fine).

I can't hardly wait.
Lets go bowling.

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Perseus

March 05, 2006



Hell

March 05, 2006



Winner

March 04, 2006



Judy

March 04, 2006



Soon

March 04, 2006



Tease

March 04, 2006



Lunch

March 03, 2006



Gift

March 03, 2006



Home

March 03, 2006



Cacophony

March 03, 2006



Obligatory

March 03, 2006



Rock

March 02, 2006

Saturday....Chiditarod....Big fun.....

Also,
To my new friend. Thanks for the shell.



Rippled

March 02, 2006

After listening to this, I've decided to make Ripple the official drink of Bighappyfunhouse. (Now where the hell do I get some?)



Fear

March 02, 2006



Roped

March 02, 2006



Temptation v2.0

March 02, 2006



Edwin

March 02, 2006



Private

March 01, 2006



Finale

March 01, 2006



Lee Godie

March 01, 2006

More info on Lee here



Escape

March 01, 2006



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