01). total volume of music files on my computer ( Read more... )

It all depends on which hand you grab the coffee with...

sometimes i feel like a sad old polar bear in a zoo, spraying graffitti on the trees.

after a life of being the outsider everywhere i go (politically, religiously, visually, geometrically), apparently i finally fit in somewhere: FERNDALE ( Read more... )

there's a black conversion van parked outside of my house the last two nights. someone's inside in the back. you can see a tv screen. the windows are tinted. the scary thing is the van is old and beat up.

rod, is that you?

we can talk about this.

i think i'm feeling the moon's pull. either way, this morning i'm going to continue another in a long series of aborted drifts toward mysticism. until i sink in the overwhelming believability of my reality ( Read more... )

i guess this is some kind of karma thing. i was just making jokes about undecideds. actually i was making fun of how people in the media treat them like religious sages but when you look at them, like in the second debate town hall meeting, they're kind of squinting and trying to concentrate. it's kind of like a 'being there' thing. like sucking up ( Read more... )

in the shower today i made a mistake and mixed myself down to 8-bit. when i was toweling off, my movements were truncated and...somehow....funky. everything about me is a little bit distorted, a little monophonic, a little bit ATARI ( Read more... )

NURSE!!!