r.i.p. maxwell smart

sorry about that, chief.

avast! me timbers are shivered.

yo ho ho!

etc.

it's called a category 5. you know, 5? the number of years you were "president" before the impeachment/ lynching proceedings began. what? ok. technically yes, it was a category 4 when it hit land. but technically, you've yet to be actually elected as president. so shutthefuckup ( Read more... )

we knew it was coming. we knew it was coming days in advance. there was plenty of time to mobilize appropriate help to the region. so you can't blame it on "bad intelligence." there was time to evacuate those unfortunate enough not to have the resources to get out themselves. there was time to set up and stock shelters. don't say you didn't, ( Read more... )

fucking poison ivy.

so, my july of fun continues ( Read more... )

the guy in the icon is my friend james. i first met him during the summer of 1989 when we were both at a music festival in north carolina. i'm not really sure how we met, but i think it was through a mutual friend since we're both from massachusetts. anyway, we clicked right away and hung out pretty much all of the time that summer, as well as ( Read more... )

ahhhh. a cute girl at the gym tonight, maybe 18 or 19 years old, told me that i don't look any older than 28. it was a complement, and i took it so.

nothing like a nice ego stroke for my birthday...

happy birthday to me.

ok. so, san francisco ( Read more... )