its 1:02:03 on 04/05/06

'Cause every time we touch,
I get this feeling,
Da dada dada dun da daa da da daaa

Welcome to the longest 11 days of my life.

RIP Grandpa Munster.

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad.

When you're finished, post these instructions on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

What the hell is going on? I have work in the morning.

YES! GOODBYE MR MARKEIEWIKCZKZ! DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT!

It's that time again, I'm leaving for tour tomorrow ( Read more... )

SEES/Twain expat get-together, tuesday May 24th
Silver Diner in springfield mall, 7 PM
then seeing what develops
All are invited, almost no-one is too awkward
spread the word

This is a grand social experiment all you old school duders better come.

I opened a coconut I found in my room yesterday. It was old and rancid. How disgusting.

Things to do:
Buy a Hat for tour.
Buy the Three Kingdoms books.
See HHG