"But ah'm not afraid of dyin'. Cause I know that when I get to heaven there are gonna be these wonderful trees, and ah'm gonna climb them. But you know what? Instead of leaves and flowers, those trees are gonna have fried eggs, and delicious Virginia ham, and big heaping bowls of biscuits and sausage gravy. And one day, Sammy, you're gonna meet me there, and we're gonna climb those breakfast trees together, and it's gonna be delicious and we're gonna be happy until the end of time."


It Snowed For My Birthday!!!

Eight inches of snow lay on the ground when I was born lo these many years ago. It also snowed in the Sahara desert for the first time in recorded history that day.
Today I woke up to a great birthday present.

Thanks, Mother Nature!

Thanks, Mother Nature!


Silver = Badasssssssssss

Dear Lindsey Jacobellis,
Gold is tacky and I think you were right to donate it to the less fortunate/talented. I'm not saying that because you're from the U.S. I'm saying it because you dominated, you knew it, you lived in the moment, and you're going home with the prettiest medal.
Also, thank you saying a polite "fuck you" to Bob "King of the Asshats" Costas with your smile. You are a real American hero.

Your new adoring fan,


It's Only Satisfying If You Eat It

1 am - belly full of taco bell and whiskey. Massive Attack and Ski Jump on the same set of speakers. Laundry in the dryer. Work at 10, class at 3, critique at 6.
Let's break it down.
Every day I try really hard. Oatmeal and fat free yogurt for breakfast. Oat bran pita pocket with hummus, cucumber and turkey for lunch. Baby carrots for a snack. Water. Water. More water. Walk around campus during break explicitly avoiding vending machine areas. Water.
Then I get home, have a little celebratory drink (maybe two) for being so good all day.
Phone rings, caller ID reads "Border." Recorded voice says: "You NEED a burrito." I black out and the next thing I know I'm sitting in my car in the Fellini Kroger parking lot in my pajamas with nacho cheese and fire sauce on my chin.
Tomorrow I'll get up and make oatmeal. Why?

I know I've said it before, but I love Massive Attack. Specifically Mezzanine.

I have mad Olympic fever, and given my general distaste for sports and nationalism it's strange. I'm even keeping a close watch on the medal count (we're in third, but we have the most gold, why do I care???) There's a marked lack of Katie Couric, and they're keeping the Bob Costas to a minimum, and I approve. It seems like they're even doing a little less of the misty-eyed sob stories this year. Oh shit, Duran Duran is performing at the medals pavillion. Hungry Like The Wolf. Rather old men who used to be Duran Duran. At what age does eyeliner on men cease to be effective? My guess is whatever birthday Nick Rhodes celebrated 5 years ago.

And with that, laundry calls.


To All The Guys I've Loved Before.....

Happy Valentine's Day!


What's This? Another Three Hours...Gone.

I'm not entirely sure if I found it, or it found me, but I've been playing with it ever since.
Don't take my word for it.


Party for Chuck

Chuck says update, and I say "Yes Sir!" Why? Because Chuck is my new best. friend. ever. He is coming to my most awesome party ever and no one else can even be bothered to check the "maybe" radio button, and he even went so far as to emphatically assert he is most definitely coming, which still leaves him ample time to come up with a plausible last minute punk-out.
So here's to you, Chuck. You and me are going to have an awesome time. Matt hasn't even responded, even if he did design the invite, so I guess it will just be you, me, Katamari, sushi, free beer and my black ralph lauren bikini. I'm sure we can find a hot bitch to wear it.
For those of you who are reading this and wondering what the fuck I'm talking about, I'm having a joint birthday party for Matt and Myself, and if you didn't get an invitation it's because you don't live around here, I don't have your e-mail, or you're Adam and you haven't even been bothered to look at the invite I sent to your 2 e-mail addresses.
But that's cool. I like Chuck. We're going to party like rockstars.


Cloud Gate Keepers

Cloud Gate Keepers
Originally uploaded by glasshole.

When I was moving I came across some rolls of film, and I finally just got them developed. My last rolls of film ever. Kind of a milestone.
One thing I miss about film is getting it developed two years later and finding out what's on it for the first time, like a little surprise.
I took a million pictures in Millenium Park in Chicago. This is about the only one that turned out.
I swear I'm still missing a roll

More on Flickr.


Shh, It's The Deodorant's Turn To Talk

If someone had let me in on the little secret that organic chemistry would help me understand what was going on with all my toiletries I'd have taken it sooner.
Now I see little 3-D models whenever I wash my face. My shampoo is a veritable plethora of functional groups.
But I still fucked up the test today.