The emo that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.

Although I'm smack in the middle of life I have an overwhelming sensation that I'm at the end of a long parabola, like a cannon ball flying out of the air to bury itself in mud. Looking back out of the hole I can see the vapor trail of my flight; ascent, apex, fall, and eventual landing. But where am I, and what next? Gah, there's a bug on my nose.

It was Cognitive Slips Weekend as I carefully told stories to the people who'd originally told them, put frozen food in the cupboard, tripped over the cat, and forgot to pay important bills. I didn't have to croc wrestle servers during the Super Bowl since we mostly solved those problems and my boss was on the job. I managed to cook a good dinner. Tip: the sweet smoked Spanish paprika is really good stuff. It gives a pleasant warm smoky flavor without much spicy heat.

We live as we dream, alone.

APOLLONIA 6, REO SPEEDWAGON... BANANARAMA... CINDY LOOPER

The Elizabeth Clare Prophet Cult Preambles it Up (mp3)

Ghostbusters movie and fires of hell and evil spaceships also considered harmful.

The world's coolest Modest Mouse fan

Is hepkitten's kid:

http://www.livejournal.com/users/hepkitten/396009.html?style=mine

None of these are okay.

http://www.5minutestolive.com/quicktime/quickvideos.html

Site sells DVD-R of movies that only nickjb or xtreme_pr0k or I would like.

These are previews.

Special love to Hervé Villechaize, as always.

Hi.

Colombia Year Zero

Martin Amis visits the hell of the Cali barrios.

I remember seeing 9 to 12-year-old armed gang members in L.A. in the 1990s and not handling it too well. I can't imagine this too clearly.

Rarggh thieves

Some waste of space got my CC number and tried to buy an HP laptop with it. Transaction went through (almost $1400) but then HP caught it, reversed it, and called me. Thank you, HP. Bank also had flagged it as suspicious was on their way to the phone so to speak.

So now I have to change my CC# and a million other things but it looks like I'm not out $1400, which is pretty cool since there wasn't that much in the account anyway.

What no one can tell me is what to do if I want law enforcement to hunt this creature down and kill it. I guess I'll start with the local police.

They're wise not to give me the contact information for Mr. Loser, though. There are some things worse than being arrested for credit card fraud.

Portlanders please take note

Sloth version of the Misfits: http://www.misfats.com/

I’VE GOT SOMETHING TO SAY! I ATE SOME BUTTER TODAY!