we (was) so rich

I love you too, motherfucker
happy birthday

who's got the illest ringtones now?

Beth sent me a series of verbal photographs with no images
this one she did backwards
this image reads:
"my name tag in the trash after we all said goodbye to you."

Almost Famous... Sort of

Well, my mug is still up at SF City Hall.

1978

yearbookyourself.com

Thank You Christine!

8th Sign of the Apocalypse

8. The little children will be smote by a giant turd flying out of control.

So it is written and so it has come to pass.



Artist, Paul McCarthy's piece "Complex Shit," which is a house-sized inflatable dog turd, broke free from its restraints on the night of July 31st to fulfill its destiny. The giant turd flew away from the Swiss sculpture garden and crashed into a children's home. Apperantly, it took out some power lines on the way as well.

Suffer the little children indeed.

click here for more info, or if you don't believe me

WTF Gmail

Gmail this is unacceptable.
I do not accept your apology.
Get yourself together.
You're making yourself look sloppy!



I've heard the theory put forward that Gmail was hacked by the Russians, in which case I'm sorry Gmail and I await your safe return.

Daniel My Brother

Thus passes the glory of the world

2:29 PM Daniel: ok; we talk soon

funny that we dont use the phone, but i can understand it too

2:30 PM in any case i love you and miss you and look forward to living near each other smoe day

me: the west is calling you and always love

Daniel: i hear it.

soon.


For 31 years the world had a good man.
My heart hangs heavy.

2008

My favorite Post-it

This is my favorite post-it ever. The original used to live on my fridge but it was lost in the move sadly. Nancy slipped it to me in class (back when we were grad students.)


P.S. Nancy I was never annoyed by you and you are missed!

Visible Woman Meet Sock Baby

Meet Sock Baby!

Our visible woman spontaneously eviscerated herself the same day sock baby arrived.

We think she could sense the new presence in the house and felt unwanted.

How will we ever put her back together again?

Who are these people and what are they trying to tell me?

I checked out a sad and dark book about ash, Apocalypse, endurance and a shopping cart from the Oakland Public Library. Inside someone had left some cryptic items which strangely influenced the story for me.


A photo labeled Feb 1981:

A card from a card catalogue:


The painting referenced by the card:

What does it all mean? IDK
But if you have any information about the characters in the photo please let them know that I have returned their photo to the book and the book to the library.