I mean it in the kindest way possible. Honestly, I could watch him swim, or even do his little condor dance on the blocks all day long. I don’t know much about swimming, but I don’t think I’d be going too far out on a limb here to say the guy’s pretty fucking amazing. He […]
Read more...Month: August 2008
Bon Jovi is full of shit
I do. I say you can’t go home. I was poking around my closet looking for computer cords the other day and came across a brown paper Cub Foods bag, well-worn and the top rolled down. I opened it up and found a whole slew of old pictures—mostly from college. It still amazes me that […]
Read more...not again
In what is hopefully not a sadly prophetic statement for our future, the Obama sticker I had on my car started dissolving in the rain last night. I keep telling everybody that while we’re not looking, John McCain’s gonna sneak into the White House, but I mostly say it just to keep my hopes realistic. […]
Read more...petit minou
New kitten, new job, internet in the apartment. It’s been a busy last few days. More details/pictures to come.
Read more...