giving back the meow |
officially retiring the filler word "meow" must find replacement, perhaps a squawk, or maybe bring back the euphoric unicorn. ... do you even know what i'm talking about anymore? P.S. I have a NEW bl...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Apr 2009 19:42:00 GMT |
episcopal power appointed to hollywood's scummiest director |
Sometimes you wake up because the sun rises on your side of the house, other times because people are having sex upstairs. Last night I dreamed I was walking around in rolling green hills which could ...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Mar 2009 10:18:00 GMT |
Irving at 23rd |
I buy a lot of vegetarian meat/tofu/cool ramen at this Chinese market on 23rd, and today I found vegetarian oyster sauce (wtf?) that I'm going to use when I stir fry bok choy etc. again. The sad part ...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Feb 2009 17:33:00 GMT |
mouthful of sawdust |
empty stomach echoes, gastronomically speaking in the voice of your motherduring christmas eve dinnerover a black forest ham. with some gravy over to the left.
Posted by on Tue, 10 Feb 2009 22:22:00 GMT |
Meow Mix [vol. I] |
Today, after thoughtfully putting together a mix CD to for an old chum, I finally assembled the long-anticipated (by me) Meow Mix [vol. I], a compilation of ten songs that feature cats as subject matt...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 03:39:00 GMT |
Busiest times here at Randolph Manor. |
First and foremost: I'm sure I can speak for Taylor in saying thanks to everyone for being so supportive and helpful lately, after all that you've done, we'll definitely be able to look back on these ...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Sep 2008 07:27:00 GMT |
no going yester- |
Hello, Today-Take me with youfrom the end of Last Nightto the start of Tomorrow. No. I’m going with you. We have 14 hours to find something to do.
Posted by on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 10:02:00 GMT |
the pioneers with wills to be, eternally. |
you can't quit,you are what you quilt.each thread a quill hand-stitched to record what with you can affordto say so much more!one portrait of every thing you've seen;you, me, and every face we meet.fi...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 13:11:00 GMT |
the dawn is young, you’re too young |
are you sun-dried, french-fried? tie-dyed? hung out to dry from a clothesline,tied at your thighs waiting for high tideyou're too young to love, too young to die.
Posted by on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 02:04:00 GMT |
dried fruit |
I am what I ate. I ate what I hate.
Posted by on Mon, 17 Sep 2007 22:50:00 GMT |
