p.s. RIP croc man

so...a man, an old man...just called my house...and as soon as i said hello said......"tell your wife she won't be blowing her soap bubbles tonight!" yeah..then when i just sat there and ummed...he said "is this george? sorry wrong number." and hung up. i think that is by far the weirdest random phone call i've ever received. that is all.

so...it's the end of summer. what a summer. i had a fucking baby, i don't think it gets much better than that. i got to see hangout with, get stupid with people i haven't seen in a LONG time. got to hang out with friends i don't see as often as i should, but things are starting to pick up. bought LOTS of records, listened to LOTS of records, ( Read more... )

here is a censored picture of my son "the angel"


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beefheart gives you crazy thoughts. that is all. i miss being in a band. hopefully there will be changes of that soon. okie. my son is wonderfully silly. i can't wait till he is old and can talk and say crazy shit like "dad, if keeker's parents are parakeets, and only feed on the sides of a goat lip mansion. what will happen to harry potter ( Read more... )

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"welcome do daddy hood!" said keeker to chris/bill ( Read more... )

well, thursday at 630 am amy will be enduced. that means...perty much by the weekend...i'm going to be a dad. thats fucking crazy. so....thats all. i love you all, and hope to see some of you soon. k bye!