Came clean with Dax about the CC press photo yesterday. We met at my desk with the foamcore curtains up. I walked him through my edit and where I'd gotten stuck. We Frankensteined the ideal frame together, talked about what to add and subtract, identified the candidate material, and even made some helpful tonal, artistically subjective decisions. ( Read more... )

Nuts to you, APA show. Next year I'm gonna be all over your walls.

Dude... X-MEN. I finally get it. Forget Batman, this is my favorite superhero anything.

Make me light as a bubble, bright as a bulb, full as a jug, free as a fly, clean as...

Well, nothing is ever clean.

Next summer, I want to see a Giants-Cubs game at Wrigley Field. The place didn't even host a night game until 1988... when they were forced by baseball officials to put up lights for the field, or else be excluded from the post-season schedule. Unbelievable. The ivy in the outfield, the rooftop seats, the freaky winds, the hand-turned scoreboard ( Read more... )

Editing out on the couch. This messy, beaten, neglected, over-lived-in room is a lot more comforting than my own ( Read more... )

How is it possible that I am still on lockdown? Jailbreak, mothafuckas! Riot in cellblock 9!

If I was a catfish ( Read more... )

Ow, my body. five and a half hours of sleep in two days is not enough.

Happy birthday, MK! It's not midnight here yet!

And then it was dawn ( Read more... )