deeeeng, boieeeee
Just got the Thanksgiving pics back. Holy crap are we cute.
In other news, Yuki and I went to a Kentucky Fried Taco Bell last night and had the taco/chicken strips/potato wedges value meal. So tasty, and so evil.
Right now, it’s rainy and crappy out. I suddenly wish I was back in California. Sigh.
sweet. And Seattle’s one of those little balloon-tube-toys that’s bright colors and looks squishy and soft and nice and just when you try to squeeze it it goes flying out of your hand and lands in someone’s eye. (That’s what it was designed to do, you see.)
I think I’m going to be sick.
oh, don’t be sick! It’s not in YOUR eye!
Actually I was thinking more of that Kentucky Fried Taco Bell combination. Heeeeew.
Dude. It was so good.
nevermind tony
he’s a whiny little contrarian
hrmmm
so if la is a dodecahedron
and seattle is a tubtoy
(both of which i think are very apt)
what is chicago?
or minneapolis?
Woah, your dog looks pretty crazy in that picture over there.
WHERE”S THE PIX?!?!?!?!?!
In the mail to you as we speak. I don’t have one of those crazy digital camera contraptions, dontcha know.
Minneapolis is one of those ring-shaped ice cubes that’s actually pineapples or whatever that you put in a big bowl of punch.
Chicago is a frozen chain on a playground swing, where you sit down and grab hold and are suddenly stuck. And in order to leave, you need to lose some skin.
What can I do to get you to leave here with a digital camera today?
Heh. Look, you! You’re already responsible for enough technology-buying! ;)
Speaking of which, dog-emergency usurped the last palm-payment. It’s comin’, it’s comin’!
No rush, eh. Hell, don’t worry about it.
hrmmm
i’m not sure i can agree with your assesment of either chicago or mpls
okay, fine, Mr. Smartypants. What would YOU call them?
oh, and by the way - I’d just like to point out two things about the Chicago and Mpls analogies.
That swing chain is also the same chain that burns the shit out of you in the summer. Of course, I also don’t have the love affair with Chicago that you do, so that’s affecting it as well. As for Minneapolis, after awhile that frozen pineapple juice ring melts. It soaks up the flavor of its surroundings, and vice versa. Y’know what I mean?
i don’t have anything yet…i’m still working on my millions of projects
the year end letter is written
the cards are done
the addresses are compiled
the printer is installed
i’m about ready to rock and/or roll
LA is a magic 8-ball?
it made sense at the time.
It may also be one of those high balls. You know, those expandy toys for stoners and/or small children?
Now that you left it’s 70 & sunny. A comedian I saw on Comedy Central called L.A. a demon cock you have to suck every day. But that’s probably because he works in the industry. Everything you hear/read/see about L.A. is all true at the same time. Horrible, magical, violent, passionate, fake, beautiful, cynical, inspirational, ugly, glamorous, dirty, sparkling. It’s the dodecahedron of experience.