I went bowling (?!) yesterday and impressed Rebecca Leigh and Imitation Cowboy with my twelve-point score. This probably means I won't be a bowling major in college. Or in life. Gutterballs, yes. Bowling, no.

In other news:
I finally got a job.
Fossil One is ending his four-year love affair with political apathy. 
Tomorrow is a holiday.
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Life is cool.

This year has a VERY GOOD feeling.

Nancy and I saw Jesus Camp at the Lucas today.

I am now thrilled I live with the pagean Fossils, instead of Becky Fisher and her frightening Evangelist children. Namely the Levi, the mini preacher with the mullet, and the other girl who spouted the word "sin" like normal people say "and" or "the."

It was also surprising that Ms. Bass didn't make a

Today I discovered photo booths. They are beautiful; I think I understand Warhol's Photo Booth Self Portait and Ethel Scull 36 Times. Surprise!The grainy smears of  four poor quality shots are somehow more meaningful than something exorbitant and official and poised.

Congratulations on your landslide House and Senate victories.

NOW DO SOMETHING.

It was an eventful weekend, to say the least.

Early Warning Signs of Fascism:

-powerful and continuing nationalism
-disdain for human rights
-identification of enemies as a unifying cause
-supremacy of the military 
-rampant sexism
-controlled mass media
-obsession with national security
-intertwined church and state
-corporate power protected
-labor power supressed
-disdain for intellectuals and the ( Read more... )

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Weddings are overrated, Altanta is like a narcotic, Savannah needs an antique mall,  Mother Jones magazine is still the greatest and I may have found the coolest, words-can't-describe-how-awesome-it-is college ever.