queen of somethin

Oh man. Last night, Stephanie and I were dining at… that place I go for dinner, before going to see Dodgeball (which was so stupid and so damn funny). We were discussing the various means by which she can both win the heart and get in the pants of the boy she likes. I had many good suggestions, but she ...

i always wanted to be a trucker.

Mornin’. I’m sitting here trying to come up with a good reason for staying at work, beyond the usual ‘one day equals one car payment’ routine, which somehow isn’t sufficient enough to convince me right now. I’ll probably stay just because it’s quiet and there’s no real obligation towards massive productivity. I will write some code; it’s what I do. ...

Too few fingers

Why, yes. I woke up at 5:30 today. By 6:30, I had decided it was time to make soup. So I went to the kitchen and started chopping stuff up. Two bowls: hard longer-cooking things like carrots and squash and apples; and softer things like zucchini and mushrooms and corn. Cans of beans and tomatoes. Un-chicken broth. Onions and peppers. ...

rockityroll

Howdy. I went to hear Mr. Mike Doughty tonight. I was planning on seeing him at Bonnaroo, but ended up spending his performance in my vehicle on the side of the interstate. So I bought my ticket around 7, and was told he wasn’t playing until 8:30. I decided to stay outside for a while, since I don’t see the ...