I made some "U.S. OUT OF BOLIVIA NOW" patches.. if anybody wants one, let me know.

So.. NPR tells me that Elliott Smith stabbed himself in the chest. Must have really wanted to die.. stabbing himself in the chest and all.. not that slit your wrist crap. But uh.. yeah, I got tires. They're new and stuff ( Read more... )

I fell down some stairs on a twisted ankle.. and got paint on some carpet. Helped a waitress pick up glasses and a bottle of catsup that she had dropped. Cleaned up two huge branches that, for some odd reason, had fallen clean off of a tree and walked themselves to the middle of the road. Let's do lunch.. Roger Wilco.

Over and out,
Jason.

Hey, I think I had a birthday like a month ago.. Kind of like Heart Disease. Just sort of.. I dunno.. crept up on me.

Stuff.. followed by stuff. With a 70% chance of stuff, for tomorrow.

You know.. I was just telling my good friend, Matt Hunt, that people.. well, I guess you could say that many things, are made of flesh and bone. I mean, yes, we're all carbon based and whatnot.. but that's not what I'm getting at. You see, we are flesh and we are bone.. nothing more than matter.. nothing less than emotions.. and we bleed and we ( Read more... )

"Leeeeeavin' on a jet-plane.. I don't know when I'll be back again." (not really a jet-plane ( Read more... )

TODAY IS THE BIRTHDAY OF DOWNARD!! He's 20 now.

You know.. I want to write something in here, but I just can't find the right mood to get into. Can't let the creativity flow.. undastan ( Read more... )

The name of my new bike is: Fellini.. for any of you who were concerned (and you know who you are). The names of my fish are as follows: Fishy, Powder, Niko, Hip, Hop, Kowtow, J(H)alapa, and Commodus. Hammock's name is Hamaca.. That's pretty easy. Also, I have recently been ornamented with a plastic frog named Charlie.
This is all,

Jason.