Thursday, March 27, 2003  
 

I know darling.

How to sleep in the new ikea bed when bombs fall in real time in the desert? What's there sweet to dream about then? And who really cares to save a world that is destined to die?

Remember the fireworks on New Years Eve? Remember when you quit smoking to save yourself for better days in better places? Were there ever thoughts you had where you didn't have to sigh and also shake your head?

Still there are jobs to bid for and friends to be cynical with and a lover's skin to taste in the middle of the night.

It's springtime after a winter no one thought could end, and that no one thought could go on for one more day longer.

It's been a week that million dollar, thousand pound, precision guided smart bombs started to set buildings on fire.

"Only a week?" you say. Yes, just one.




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02 15 04 Nostalgia by Numbers
02 10 04 Twenty-Nine Palms
06 26 03 The Mexican Hound
05 03 03 What I did over Spring Break
03 26 03 This Week
02 16 03 Somewhere Near The Rally
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11 03 02 Birthplace of the Disco Skate
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June 25 :

Mmmmm... Snickers Ice Cream Bars...

June 17 :

At The Races!!"

May 7 :

John Kerry Is A Douchebag But Im Voting For Him Anyway.com
good stuff

April 14 :

Slate on TV
Donald Fires Himself
Why the two Apprentice finalists are so un-Trumplike.
By Daniel Gross

March 23 :

Girl's pants catch fire on E train
"She was wearing a puffy white parka and a pair of jeans that apparently had been intentionally ripped in several spots, leaving jagged, fringe patches.
It was not clear if those were the same pants that had caught on fire. "

March 10 :

More proof of my dorkiness, but this is pretty neat.

March 5 :

Snoop & the Olson Twins... speechless.

February 12 :

Sweeeeeeet. After 3 months of constant phone calls, whining, yelling, and a blow-job to the super (no - he don't have that much clout, but i did answer the door in a towel and it may have helped), I'm getting a new stove!! Woo hoo!! Apple Crisp for everybody!!

February 10 :

I was working 'till 11PM while my boss was at the MSG Chris Rock show, but this NY Observer piece (oh well - link expired) made me feel like I was there for like a minute..