Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Small World
We JUST saw the International Space Station cross the sky!!
Missed the comet, though.
God, what a brisk, gorgeous night to be outside.
Missed the comet, though.
God, what a brisk, gorgeous night to be outside.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Dedicated
My good friend John Porcellino has been doing
King-Cat Comics for almost as long as I've known him.
He came through town Friday night, in the midst
of a whirlwind book signing tour.
It was wonderful to see him.
King-Cat Comics for almost as long as I've known him.
He came through town Friday night, in the midst
of a whirlwind book signing tour.
It was wonderful to see him.
His website is in my links.
Take a look. Buy a book.
Take a look. Buy a book.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Strip
Photo booths rock.
Even if this one DID make a coupla pale, sober, hetero
girls look like stoned lesbians with spray-on tans.
Even if this one DID make a coupla pale, sober, hetero
girls look like stoned lesbians with spray-on tans.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Birthday
Ready or not, Little Baby,
you're coming out today!
SHE'S HERE!!
Born at 3:40 p.m.
7 lb 15 oz (just like MY baby!)
21 inches long
Head full of black curly hair
(just like her daddy)
Welcome Baby-to-be-named-later...
Monday, October 08, 2007
Friday, October 05, 2007
Anecdote
I just got home from Barbara's. On the 3 1/2 mile drive between her house and mine I did not see another human being. I did not pass any other moving vehicle. There were NO cars parked on ANY street I drove on. Yes, it's 1:30 a.m. Yes, this is the suburbs. But I drove part of the way on a major street, through a 'downtown' area, and passed several 24-hour businesses to boot. Nada, inside or out.
It just seemed so freakishly otherworldly. So 'Night-of-the-Comet'.
("It was so hush-hush...they were so QUIET about it!! And then the next thing you know...")
Strangest thing, though? In my 10-minute drive home, I saw FOUR rabbits. Within a 2 block area. Three of 'em were massed together doing...um...whatever it is that bunnies do at 1:30 in the morning. Oh--wait. Maybe not THAT. But then again, maybe they just done finished up. You never can tell with rabbits. They WERE all smoking cigarettes...
And that fourth bunny? Fearlessly hopping around in the street. Didn't even freeze or change course when I drove past him. Just hopped around like he owned that goddamn piece of road. Like it was his own personal Cave of Caerbannog and I was just a another unsuspecting victim-to-be. Dumbass bunny. I shoulda run that defiant l'il fucker over. Used my car like my own personal Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch. But that would have required more energy than I could be arsed to expend right then. So I let him live. Let them all live. We'll do battle another day, bunnies. Just you wait.
Anyway, that's my little late-night tale. For a few minutes it just felt like I was in this weird, alien scenario where all humans except me had been vaporized and I was left alone to do battle against fierce, post-coital, curfew-breaking bunny gangs. With nasty, big, pointy teeth.
*yawn*
Goodnight, Moon.
It just seemed so freakishly otherworldly. So 'Night-of-the-Comet'.
("It was so hush-hush...they were so QUIET about it!! And then the next thing you know...")
Strangest thing, though? In my 10-minute drive home, I saw FOUR rabbits. Within a 2 block area. Three of 'em were massed together doing...um...whatever it is that bunnies do at 1:30 in the morning. Oh--wait. Maybe not THAT. But then again, maybe they just done finished up. You never can tell with rabbits. They WERE all smoking cigarettes...
And that fourth bunny? Fearlessly hopping around in the street. Didn't even freeze or change course when I drove past him. Just hopped around like he owned that goddamn piece of road. Like it was his own personal Cave of Caerbannog and I was just a another unsuspecting victim-to-be. Dumbass bunny. I shoulda run that defiant l'il fucker over. Used my car like my own personal Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch. But that would have required more energy than I could be arsed to expend right then. So I let him live. Let them all live. We'll do battle another day, bunnies. Just you wait.
Anyway, that's my little late-night tale. For a few minutes it just felt like I was in this weird, alien scenario where all humans except me had been vaporized and I was left alone to do battle against fierce, post-coital, curfew-breaking bunny gangs. With nasty, big, pointy teeth.
*yawn*
Goodnight, Moon.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
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