metropolis has finally gone online. the site could use some work - layout of stories, anyone? - but it’s the first week, the first day, so i’m willing to give it a little time. i’d offer my skillz to help clean it up, but i have none. pity.
what i am not willing […]
andy’s had both clam and corn chowder today but instead i took a leap of faith and went for the meatloaf sandwich special. i do not like meatloaf. or, most meatloaf. childhood meatloaf trauma, i guess. but this meatloaf was great! it was like getting a burger, only better, because […]
fell asleep after 2a, listening to NOT ART BELL. yeah, stupid pre-season nfl game wrap-up was on. i hate that shit. decided before i fell asleep that i would wake up at 9a. i woke up at 9a. how do i do that? it’s so strange.
in my dream my […]
my head is almost as muddy as the mp3s i made tonight from my bright eyes minidisc recording. i did the first three tracks. they sound crappy. i’ll probably redo them. i can already tell i’m going to spend hours on this project until i master them properly.
farmers market bounty: summer squash, […]
and.. i did it. turned out eh. we’ll see. i had to dash out to the post office shortly before noon because crucial now sucks and returning stuff sucks and rma stuff sucks and i don’t want to think about it anymore right now. grr. grr. grr.
FULL OF HATE.
check […]
right, so, i’m up. been up for a while but felt too ill to get out of bed. odd. probably a function of lack of sleep, passed out somewhere after 3a. art bell had on this irish guy named colin o’something or mcwhatever who was talking about crop circles and arecibo. […]
my theory is that bob hope does not have pneumonia and is actually already dead. my evidence? this picture, which looks an awful lot like bob has been taxidermied and turned into a ventriloquist’s dummy. a) look at his jaw and b) look at the guy cropped out of the picture beside […]
dad reminded me that i wanted to be a magician. and we all know how that turned out. he also posited that i wanted to be an architect, but i’m doubtful; it’s possible, yes, but unlikely, given that i have no artistic talent whatsoever. i’m too logical, anyway. i probably thought […]
well well well, the king of all assholes has reentered the ranks of amusing non-nba careers.
joel asked me if i had aspirations to be a movie star when i was young, like five, and i realized that i had no aspirations at all, other than to be happy. i have no idea what i […]
finally got up the nerve to call CHICKENFRIED on his cell. i decided to try one more time at home, since i hadn’t yet tried, only had morrow try. so i tried. and he answered. and we spoke, and he had sent the check yesterday, and i told him i wanted […]
