The Adventures of O. Horse Brown

Penelope debuts as an eco-model, and Horse and the Hoopleheads get a big flag football victory. 

Horse and Penelope back in the sizzle-sazzle!

Ya folks is back from a summer vacation.  We almost went to Peru but Horse got the urge and headed for Panama. 

Hear the details here.

Ya boy iz back in the district, coaching a softball team, hangin out with Dennis Kucinich, and sangin a song on the podcast.  Jus cuz I rap,  don't mean I can't sing.  Ever heard a Kid Rock?  Dat's a cousin to ya boy, Secks-N-F/X!

After tomar-ing numerous margaritas and yuca con chicharron, a crew of wildass folk made their way to O. Horse and Penelope's square for a much anticipated rematch between the team of O. Horse and Icky (joined by R-Garr) and the team of Penelope and Decagon D. Konz (joined by Fergie and her lady lumps).

Icky stepped his game up and carried the team for a while, but then faltered when he drew the picture above--all four humanoid characters are part of the clue.  It was supposed to be "bad style."  He said the outfits were sweater vests.


Thanks to this drawing, we lost.  Way to go Icky.

In honor of the recent rash of births and pregnancies--Coach Homeboy, Mr. MacMurtough, Magdalena, etc.--I want to put together the brains of everybody that visits this site.  We couldn't identify Icky Woods drawing last month, but I bet we can come up with the ultimate baby name.

Put your suggestions in the box below. 

There's a bunch of folks that visit the site but never comment.  This is your chance Irving, TX, Rogersville, AL, Sweden, Spain, and San Francisco. 

O. Horse and Penelope meditate on the recent rash of baby births, including births for some guests commenters on ohorsebrown.com

Secks-N-F/X and Penelope hang out with thier Mexican friend Magda, and remember several trips to jail.  A dude also gets robbed at gunpoint on their street in D.C.  It looks like a peaceful street, until somebody puts a gun in la boca.

Pen-e-lope and O. Horse (aka Sects-N-F/X) break down some past Oscar winners, some Presidential hopefuls, and some random nonsense.  Things turn ugly when Horse accuses Penelope of being colorblind.  Will they make it out of the podcast together? 

Last night, after the DCist photography opening and some bangin ass tortilla soup, O. Horse, Penelope, Icky Woods, and his babe played some late-night, homemade Pictionary.  Icky and Horse made an amazing comeback, roaring back from a 16-point deficit to win in the final round. 

Icky did proffer one curious interpretation of a clue, and O. Horse was stumped for the full one and a half minutes.  Given that the game was winding down and the score was tight, Icky became irate and cussed Horse out for not being able to guess what his drawing was.

So, to settle our argument as to whether Icky's a bad drawer or Horse is a bad guesser, I asked folks to guess what it was.  Nobody even came close--see for yourself in the comments section.  I guess nobody could tell what that damn thing was.  Finger puppet?

After I graduated from law school and before Penelope and I moved to Seattle, I painted houses for about 3 months with my best friend Nathaniel Stearns.  He was the bossman, and I hated him for it.  He's the lobster on the left, I'm the lobster glaring at him on the right.  But he was a great painter and we had a lot of fun while we were high on paint fumes.

Since folk seem to like Libary Don't Stop to tell the story of my time in Seattle, Ima give folk Lobsters Don't Prosper. 

Dis my song about moving to Seattle, thinking I failed the bar exam (though I didn't), thinking I had ringworm (though I didn't), and thinking Penelope was going to leave me because I ate her entire Chocolate Pot dessert when she offered me a bite (she didn't).

 

Find more music on www.myspace.com/ohorsebrownmusic

or in the February and March 2008 sections of this podcast.

O. Horse and Penelope talk about her birthday and their snow day together.  Things turn ugly when Penelope accuses O. Horse (aka Secks in Effeck) of losing the snowball war and being unable to move a large ball of snow. 

Apparently, people actually download these podcasts.  So I've changed the links on the side of the page to guide you to other places you can find O. Horse Brown.  Thanks for listening. 

-Oscar

PS-I've got a big today tomorrow.  If all goes well, I'll tell you about in a few days.  Keep dem fangers crossed.

This morning, we woke up about 10:00-just in time to see the snow begin to come down.  Within a few hours, there was about 4 inches of snow on the ground.  So my girlfriend Penelope and I set out on a walk around Capitol Hill, where we had a few snowball wars and tried to make the world's largest snowman.

The picture above captures Shilpi as she is about to leap into the air and catch a snowflake on her tongue, toad-style.

You want moves?  In Alabama, we got moves like dis...

Led by a shirtless Belizean with a machete and a "ROYALTY IN EXILE" tattoo, O. Horse and his father, Oscar Brown Sr. (above at mouth of cave), set out on a journey to the bowels of the Mayan underworld.  Somebody gets a hallucinogenic enema and somebody doesn't make it out alive.  Find out who on this podcast.

A joyous and peaceful eve in Chapel Hill turns violent when O. Horse is accosted by a would-be girlfriend stealer.