I need this so freakin' bad.

New painting... it's called Time Out (click to see the whole thing). Sorry about the poor quality of the photos. I need to hire a photographer... know anyone?

I think I found my next tattoo.

P.S. I've got to start making guitars because I surely can't play them...

I found my new favorite movie this weekend in all places, the bargain dvd bin at walmart for $5.50....
go check out True Stories, it rawks with a capital W.

Dude, that dog can shred!

Fun for a Monday: put on your gold lame? pants, do the shoop-shoop dance and listen!

I am currently eating a small triangle of butter cake with the chocolate chip frosting mostly scraped off and diet faygo red pop for lunch.

which one is the bird?

This enature site is fun and extremely perplexing our kitties. PG goes bonkers when we play the pigeon sounds (she remembers our one year of living in a 3rd floor Chicago walk-up apartment. She loved watching the pigeons roosting out the kitchen window. )
P.S. I saw one of these crawling up and down the gingko tree Saturday... fun!

I'm totally buying you this Pinecone Real Estate Agent.

“With age,” he says, “you can put things into perspective and realize how absurd people are. When you’re younger, you feel that if a person is a lawyer or an accountant or a high court judge, they must actually know something.’”

“But they probably just saw a job opportunity,” I say.

“Absolutely.”

“They can still screw your life up, though.”

“Unfortunately, yes,” Morrissey says. “But that’s the fascist society we live in. I don’t know why you’re laughing.”

“I guess to keep from crying.”

“Feel free to cry,” he says. “You’ll feel a lot better.”

SPOOKY! (thanks to andrew for the sound!)