Friday, April 29, 2005


Chris just hung up on me.


Today has gotten better, though.


It's a curl up on the couch kind of day.

I am sad.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

I'm a Caaaake!

I needed this today.

God bless Chris Onstad.

The Grippe, Continued

This will not end.

Now it's in my chest and I just want to curl up in a corner and die.

And yet, here I am.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

New photos!

New photos from New Orleans today on Flickr.

I left out the ones where my eyes were closed.

Monday, April 25, 2005

It's 9am

And I need a nap.

Friday, April 22, 2005

Wino Party!

Oh yeah.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

The Grippe

I have no idea what this illness is, but it's really annoying.

Terming it 'The Grippe' makes me think of Squirrel Nut Zippers.

They have a song by the same name.

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

New Dogblog!

Because if we could really make a face like the one this guy's got going on, nobody would be able to deny anybody anything ever and we'd end up with a nonstop carnival of candy and blowjobs and new shoes and appletinis 24/7/365.

iPod update

I plugged it into the computer last night and it came back to life.


Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Word of the Day

From the Urban Dictionary...


Go look it up.

Holy Butt Crack!

Holy Butt Crack!
Originally uploaded by Ween.
This guy was on Decatur in New Orleans selling really way-out drawings.

This was the last photo on my camera...and that was Saturday afternoon...everything went downhill from there.

It's Tuesday

That's all. Photos might get uploaded today - it's hard to say.

I have candy.

Monday, April 18, 2005



Wrapped in plastic.

Assessment of the problem will take place this evening...piece of crap pooted out before the train trip even started.

New Orleans Adventure!

Bachelor Parties, dining cars, go cups, some guy's buttcrack and a parade.

That's just the beginning. Too tired to detail right now.

They are forthcoming.

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

This Week's Theme Song

Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.

Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car.
Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score.
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor.
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel.
Mothers with their babes asleep,
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.


Nighttime on The City of New Orleans,
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee.
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea.
And all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rails still ain't heard the news.
The conductor sings his song again,
The passengers will please refrain
This train's got the disappearing railroad blues.

Good night, America, how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

No More Lighters?!

Yes, it's true. Starting tomorrow, April 14, ALL lighters are banned on flights. You can take 4 books of safety matches on board.

Not even a stupid Bic.


Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Where Are You Going to Go?

Many economists figure it's only a matter of time until workers can pry more money out of their employers to catch up to inflation again. If economic growth remains robust, as many forecasters predict, workers may gain greater leverage to negotiate wage hikes.

"Chances are that those workers that have problems getting by because of higher fuel prices will probably tell their employers, 'I can't make it,' " said John Lonski, chief economist at Moody's Investors Service.

That hasn't played out for Brian Chartier. The 29-year-old Glendale resident handles inventory for a Los Angeles manufacturing company. No one there, he said, has gotten a raise in two years.

"They're able to do this and I haven't quit, because where am I going to go?" he said. "There are no jobs."

This is why we stay when there's no money and the job sucks...there is nowhere to go.

Hot Crackers!

I love that phrase.

Monday, April 11, 2005

Robots will replace child camel jockeys in UAE

I want a robot jockey!

48 Hours in San Francisco!

That's my quest for today. Yes, I know - I haven't taken this weekend's vacation yet and I'm planning the next one. And it looks like I'm not going anywhere after this until June anyway, which sucks - but the model has to get to the Middle East and I'm the lucky sot who gets to make sure it gets out of this country and into the right one at the other end. I think that makes me an international freight forwarding agent. Or something more sexy that escapes me right now.

So anyway, San Francisco looms in the far future. New Orleans looms large at the end of this week.

And the two days in between will be interminable.

Random Thought for Today

Transsexuals cheat.

They get all the benefits of being female but they don't have to bleed every month.

Friday, April 08, 2005

Yahoo! News - 'That's No Camel, That's My Baggage!'


That would make me pee my pants.

Thursday, April 07, 2005

Today's Way to Avoid Work

Looking at Barbie dolls online with Tracy.

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Pool Shark Furniture

Boy, I wish I could find this.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Andrew Bird Tonight!


Friday, April 01, 2005

Google Gulp

Google Gulp!

I want Glutamate Grape.

April Fool's Day!

I haven't heard a joke yet.

But it's only 9:22, so I'll keep you posted.

All two of you.