Mother’s Day this year entailed a giant box of fried chicken (fifty pieces!) and me sipping on sugary homemade margaritas and watching cable on a big-screen TV for nine hours. I gave my mom a couple of mom-and-daughter-themed books and she was so touched that, the next day, she went and got two huge pink peonies out of the flower bed and brought them in while serenading me with “You Are So Beautiful.” She’s the…
Got my hair did. Like everything else in life, I like parts but I’m not crazy about the whole. I want to do surgery on it but I’ve been urged to leave it alone. I just want a great haircut for once. Not a this-is-okay-but-I-don’t-like-it-enough-to-do-anything-but-grow-it-right-back-out-the-way-it-was-before cut. Middle class woes, aren’t they fun? Saw the Star Trek movie today before work. It’s very bromantic and full of very attractive people and lens flares. Jesus, with the…
Donna at work grew these and then started bringing them in by the truckload. They are gorgeous. [Project 365]
The Flood by Leonard Cohen The flood it is gathering Soon it will move Across every valley Across every roof The body will drown And the soul will break loose I write all this down But I don’t have the proof [Project 365]
All day long, I thought of my knee wound as “Crunchy Black,” but then some chemistry happened underneath a band-aid, so for now, it’s more accurate to refer to it as “Juicy J.” The uncensored version of this photo, for all my gore-loving friends, is after the cut. Except for my friends reading via feed readers and anyone unlucky enough to visit my Flickr stream. Sorry, dudes. It’s a harsh world out there.
I had a 24-inch iMac-shaped hole in my heart and lo and behold a friend of mine was able to fill it for a ridiculously reasonable price, and here I find myself seriously outnumbered by Apple products in my apartment. Four to one, if my math is right. If the recession continues its slide toward an awesomeness-based economy, I will, of course, eventually be declared “rich as shit.” Also, I extended my lens rental a…
I was able to get away from work (on my off day!) for long enough to have lunch with Ashley and Luke, and crack up repeatedly as he spit out every other bite of his food into Ashley’s skilled, lightning-quick hands. Look at that boy. He knows he’s got everybody on a short leash. [Project 365]
A publishing company found this pic of Felix on my Flickr, sent me a note asking permission to use it, and sent me a copy of the book when it printed. So cool! Here’s the book. I miss Felix a lot, but it’s neat to have him immortalized in print like this. [Project 365]
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