Striker vehicles and cargo containers carried by semis from Ft. Lewis arrived in the port today. We were told by the Olympian that 300 vehicles will be brought in today and tommorrow, and that the ship is expected to arrive Wed, Thurs, Fri. Meet at the port, we will most likely be around marine drive. tomorrow from 9-evening, whenever you can

Some of the materials for the departing Ft. Lewis stryker brigade, vehicles and cargo containers arrived today. More are expected tomarrow. Some Olympians met the vehicles and utilized disruption tactics to slow down the shipments. The ship is expected to arrive sometime in the later part of the week.

Olympia: We cannot be complacent to our community's role in the war in Iraq and the American Empire. We have to end the militarization of our port. We need a massive and continuous response to do this.

People are meeting tomorrow morning at 9 am at the watchtower. After that people will be roaming along marine drive which is the road that vehicles are taking to get into the port. DIRECTIONS TO MARINE DRIVE: Coming up 4th from downtown, turn left on Plum. Go across on 4th on Plum which turns into Eastbay Drive. Take the first left, which is Marine drive. You will find people along there or at the port. Bring signs and noisemakers.

SEE YOU AT THE PORT

Oing!:
See Boing! Oing!
See Sproing! Oing! Boing! Trip! Pfpft! Poompf!

Oing! Boing!: A Morty Dog's abusive owner, who has been systematically fattened by the mutt as part of a plan of revenge, breaks the bathroom scales (Oing! Boing!) and Morty knows the time has arrived for his next move. (Dog of Dawn, Dog of Dusk (1985))

Oing-Oing!: See Zip! Boing Oing-Oing! Whang! Ang!

Oing Pop!: A Wild Pointy Hat Guy suddenly shoots out of the ground (Oing) and pierces the beautiful and sensitive vapor art created by an Artnoid (Pop!). (Bezango (1994))

Oing! Zow! Pop!: A variation of Oing Pop!

Oofers!: See Bonk!! Oofers! Whap!

K-Chunk!: Kane Abelmann, a custodian in a nuclear missile silo, punches in his time card as he reports for work. (Storm Warnings (1986))

K-Pow!:
See Bang! Bang! Pow! K-Pow! Crash! Bash!
See Pow Pow K-Pow

Ka-Blam!: The sound of a Wild Pointy Hat Guy emerging suddenly, like a rocket, out of the ground. (Bezango (1994))

Ka-Boing!: Accompanied by musical notes. Roy suddenly (KA-BOING!) has foot-long planks protrude from his eye sockets, with both eyeballs balancing precariously on the ends of both planks. The eyeballs, which have little legs and arms, lift off the top of their "craniums," allowing crazy little "spy-flies" to emerge from within them and go out into the world. (Pacemaker Defect (1982))

Ka-Pow!: A man with an enormous floating cranium rises so high in the atmosphere that his head pops, creating this sound. (Big Picture Picture Book (1983))

Ka-rash!: See Whoosh! Crash! Zow! Bonk! Bonk! Smash! Zip! Zow! Zip! Skrash! Rrrrr-rrrr-sput-rrrr-sput Blink! Ka-rash!

Ka-Sklorp!: A small space satellite hits Mukey the Mutant Membrane on the head, awakening him from a dream while he sleeps in a bed floating above the Earth. (Cranium Frenzy 6 (1990))

Kachook Kachook Kachook: The Air Pump Angel, basically a bicycle pump with a halo and wings, fills a Morty Dog with (too much) air. (Cranium Frenzy 5 (1985))

Kawhump!: The sound of a meteorite hitting an innocent bystander. Originally it was thrown by the Big G at a Morty Dog, but the mutt bent over to pick up a dime at a key moment. Meanwhile, the bystander now has a giant hole where his torso used to be, yet he can still walk around, and soon becomes "holier-than-thou." (Cartoon Loonacy 9 (1986))

I'm going to start going over to Lions Park on Wednesday evening around 6:30 with some food, and an open invitation to hang out, meet people, etc.

I'm not a greener, and I don't work in Olympia, so it can be tricky to meet people. Plus I think it could be a nice base for neighborhood activism of one sort or another.

There's a picture of me on my site; if it's raining, I'll be under the shelter, otherwise, I'll be at one of the picnic tables.

Port employees were putting extra nuts on the Port Plaza gate and one, Mick, was even taunting this observer about his weight this morning. He seemed to be especially agitated and eager to call me out for a fight. Poor fellow, his overalls must be chafing. (Never f*%# with a journalist, Mick. We always get the last word...)

No sign yet of the Coast Guard or the ship which will likely arrive soon, within 48 hours if past experience is a guide. The tides are favorable all week for large ships in port.

The Olympia Run Project reached it's climax yesterday when Paul reached the finish line of the Capital City Marathon. Olyblog salutes you!

Check out one tired puppy here.

Bella ran the half marathon.