nothing too personal, usually. Friday, September 16, 2016. New I am an Idiot.

Monday, June 18, 2007. Hm a long time away. I ate some blackberries today. Sunday, March 04, 2007. Friday, October 13, 2006. Tuesday, October 10, 2006. And now a moment of silence.

Saturday, October 10, 2009. Novella month, day 10. She motioned to one of the chairs in front of the desk. Can I offer you some candy or a metropolitan? The plaque on her desk identified her as Sandy, Director of Processing. She hummed and mixed us each a metropolitan from a desk-side bar. She laughed, a little tinkling laugh.

Sunday, November 01, 2009. The rain fell hard on the heathen plains. It was a cold rain, fat and heavy, soaking everything with doom and sorrow. The surrounding lands had given nothing but blisters and dust for over a month, and when the horns of battle finally rang out, the heavens shrouded themselves within a thick, grey shield and assaulted the earth with its icy weapons.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006. Although most people will instinctively run in fear as the four horseman gallop out of the heavens wielding fiery swords, it is important to remember that angels of the apocalypse are more like grizzlies. Its all about respect with war, famine, plague, and death.

Monday, June 18, 2007. Saturday, September 30, 2006. Down from the corner of Mulberry and Penobscot.

Making sense of the world one thing at a time. Wednesday, October 18, 2006. Sunday, March 05, 2006. Obviously, defecation and youth are one and the same. Young at hard, strong of stool, so the folks from Budapest like to say. Sunday, January 08, 2006. Wednesday, December 21, 2005. Monday, November 07, 2005.

I mean, this is it. Dissappointing, no? Thursday, April 16, 2009. For Nipples, for Love. I can never find anything, he thought. He looked at the quiver mounds of silcone and the gauze and the disenfectant and he felt despair. How would he give himself tits without the razor? He wept, and tried in vain to lick his left nipple. Monday, November 20, 2006.