It's been that long. It seems like something I would normally dwell on it, but I won't tonight. Maybe tomorrow.

2021 now. I'm still around. This thing still works. That's a good sign.

Note to self: Update profile picture. I don't have as many books because I've whittled them down to only the most excellent and/or indulgent ( Read more... )

Dinner was that. I found a big box of Swiss Miss hot cocoa mix. It's little packets of choco powder that in olden days would probably contain the latest Essence of Healthe Tincture. In the box were these other, larger packets of instant breakfast drink mix. My little brother used to drink those. This box has remained in the pantry of my parents ( Read more... )

I do not have a superhero name, or maybe all names are mine. Nor do I wear a costume, or maybe I wear all costumes. It's irrelevant because no one is meant to recognize me as a superhero. No one will ever call me on the superhero phone or a shine my emblem from a spotlight.

But they know me. Every time someone says "That was close," or " ( Read more... )

[ref: Iron and Wine, album; 'Song of the Shepherd's Dog'; classified as {kick-yer-ass-fuck-yo-mind-make-you-breakfast} music, sub-cat=folk-rockin.]

I couldn't sleep last night. At least I got to listen to a lot of music. I really dig the Feist. The new Iron and Wine album is also excellent. It is different from most of what else I've heard by him; it's much more...aggressive? More iron, less wine ( Read more... )

I was kinda drunk this weekend and insulted some people so I wrote them this ( Read more... )

I CAN has hot dogs.

I'd like to remind everyone of my HP7 prediction made some time ago.

NPR's broadcast of the BBC news had a brief interview with a fan waiting in line for the book and she repeated my hypothesis.

I'm taking bets. The odds are 1 hot dog-1 dozen donuts against me being wrong.

I think that's right. If I win I has hotdogs?