there’s some scary health stuff going on with people i love, and i’m talking to my sister about it. me: aaaaaargh. tracy: ?? me: i’m just stressed. tracy: i’m sorry. me: i feel like i’ma barf. tracy: i’ll barf with you if you want. i love that woman.

me: do you know what color this one is? short person: wed. me: well, it’s orange. close enough. can you say orange? sp: owange. me: right on. now this will give you super powers if you eat it, ok? it will make you be good for your mom all day. go ahead, eat it up.…

it’s quiet tonight, finally. it was a noisy afternoon, one of those that was amplified somehow, each sound bouncing off the one before and after it, echoing and increasing in volume and velocity, flying toward your ears at a rate of speed that would make the concord jealous. it was a hard day. somehow things…

most of the time, it’s not too bad. most days, i don’t quite manage to balance everything, but i think i have most of it in the right order. i can usually get in a few hours of work, color a picture or two, answer myriad questions about kitten brains and human rights and life…

so the guy who just did my yard did an amazing job. he’s been through some hard times and is working hard to make ends meet, just like most of us around here are. if anyone in the woodfin/asheville area needs any work done on your yard or around the house-he does carpentry too-give him…

two or three years ago, baby girl and i used to hang out downtown quite a bit. she used to spend a lot of time playing with a dog named hippie while his owner, a guy named denver, and i talked. one day denver made baby girl a really cool necklace out of black cord.…

i’m going to make up a song. it’s going to be called, “don’t be a jackass.” it will go like this: “don’t be a jackass.don’t be a jackass.don’t beeeee a jackaaaaaassget over it alreadyyou emo fucking jackass.” and i’m going to sing it very loudly. but not here. because i don’t allow jackasses in my…

we were having a few people over last night, and i was telling baby girl who all was coming. one of the people is a guy named jaffe, who she hadn’t met. zo: jaffe? who is jaffe? me: he’s played with space medicine. he plays the didgeridoo. zo: the WHAT? me: the didgeridoo. it’s a…

so now people are boycotting pepsi because they left the words “under god” out of the pledge of allegiance on some new promotional packaging. the general consensus seems to be that they’ve tarnished some sacred american document, and by jesus, we’re a CHRISTIAN nation, and the pledge proves it. pepsi ought to know better. 1.…

jeremy: if a star trek convention came to asheville, who do you think anthony would make you dress up as? me: if a star trek convention came to asheville, i think you’d have to be anthony’s date. jeremy: who should i dress up as, then? me: spock. jeremy: no, i’d dress up as yoda. go…