Man , the music sucks here. I think my bar crawl has ended. I mean, I
think we're done.
Friends again and all.

iPhone over and out.

driving North on State...

Jackalope. Nar comes down. I like pinball...so we play.

iPhone over and out.

...then Republican...

Ooh man, girl talk. Nar & I are pissed at each other.
Also..."give me the keys you muthafuckin cocksucker."

iPhone over and out.

we started at Piper Down...

So this is weird, this bartender is ttttttly all about money, wants to
be a lawyer without the brains/commitment/sacrifice, acting like any
asshole who wants to can be a lawyer making tons of money w/o brains
or resources or 8 YEARS OF COMMITMENT to an initial degree and a post
degree.
Gawd, what a chump. No naming names, get me out of here. Bar crawl
continue please.
Gar I promise Nar & I are not cheating on you, respectively. : D

iPhone over and out.

iPhone <3

the light in my home, 7:30 pm, on a Monday in July.

pet peeve

the sound of two feet rubbing against one another.

when your instinct tells you to stop at D.I. on your way home, always listen. i picked up a camera like the one pictured for $2. now i have my great grandfathers which was probably made circa 1920-1930, a 1966, two 1970 something, and this which i'm guessing had to have been made in the 1980s, i mean look at the rainbow sticker for christ's sake, its like Rainbow Brite slid down the front.

i also finally...finally found a frame for this Nirvana (spray) painting that i really like. the motif in our bedroom is quickly becoming spray paint art.

p.s. - how could i forget? i also have the ever popular SX-70.

no its not me. i just wanted to share it. pretty drastic tattoo but a nice quote. i bet getting that one really hurt.

teh 4th

yeh, i got in a bit ago and managed to read teh PostSecrets and rly they're pretty pathetic.
i can't stop myself from expressing this in my personal journal at this moment.
but what are secrets if they're nothing but
pathetic and
secretive and
kinda desperate and
that little part of ourselves we never admit to anyone except under the cover of
total darkness which some people seem to
NOT HAVE.
ummm. i dunno, they just seemed so weak to me. i had to say it somewhere.
(personal diary)
would it make this post more legit if i posted something personal about myself...like a painful memory or something recently embarrasing?
...
meh. what can i say?
i can't imagine writing, as i do with only one eye open, at 20 wpm, that anything i could write would be worth it. and by worth it i mean not only worth expressing but worth even writing too.

ha.
no.
nothing is worth anything...until something...and this is not something.
but it was FUN

ok, i accidentally smashed a snail...

...and i will blame it on the rain, Milli Vanilli.

i try my best to avoid the little guys but the weather was so amazing today i had to cruise around on my bike for a bit. (actually, on that sweet red one.)

so i gently ran one over on my way out.

when i returned and was better able to inspect the damage i had done, i found that none of the snail's guts had spilled on to the ground and only its shell was smashed to bits.

so i picked it up, and brushed the bits of shell away. i observed it in my hand for a bit

then Grr showed up to check out the situation, but mostly rub her tail around my leg.

and then I decided to place it by the pond. it seemed like a good place for it, both to continue living or to die.

then Bubbah showed up, but mostly because she's afraid of many things and would prefer our company outside.

i can't help but wonder to what degree i've damaged the snail. i've researched online and i believe the snail's shell will grow back but i need more details, such as how soon, and will it look like what the snail looks like without it? it turns out snail shells are made of Calcium and they excrete the Calcium which hardens into their shell. so if their shell is totally annihilated, will it fully grow back and will it be dented or messed up in any other way?

while browsing i was showing Gar their respiratory pore, i came upon this page. my favorite words to listen to are "penis" (of course) and "ureter". mostly because i know the pronunciation isn't "urEEter" but i'm secretly hoping it will sound like that anyway.

p.s. - upon postblog inspection, i'm pretty sure it is dying.

go ask Alice

everyone saw this right? get ready to totally freak your kids out or take psychedelics and do it to yourself.

i can't wait for this one!