How bizarre.
I went in three bookstores last night
and didn't buy anything.
(That they didn't have what I wanted
is beside the point.)
On Christmas,
I saw a group of homeless people,
with a cookfire and a tarp,
camped out across the parking lot
from a "luxury boarding" kennel for dogs.
Something needs to change.
We took a
around Town Lake today.
Day at the lake
plus a soy mocha
plus an Alphasmart
equals 5,227 words.
Oh, holy cow.
I baked!
Lots and lots of bread.
And it came out great.
This is, like,
a New Sherbie,
or something.
Estudio el español.
¿Hablan ustedes?
"If we could see through time, that's what a person would look like, an infinite promenade of variants, forced to manifest anew each moment as a singularity because of the limitations forced onto perception by time."
Open letter to DVD menu designers:
Make your hotspots large.
Some of us navigate with mice;
some of us use the fussy, spotty IR remotes
that come with projectors
and are less responsive
than a ten-year-old arcade joystick
with soda spilled into it.
I should be able to click on the whole word
and a good range of pixels around it,
not some cute green circle
the size of Janet Jackson's nipple shield.
Thank you.
I like reading funny blogs.
They get funny comments.
I want to have a funny blog.
Hey. You.
Make with the funny.
Frost on the grass this morning.