Daria’s Birthday
photo credit
If you’re a close friend, and want to share a photo I took, for non-commercial use, by all means do it. You don’t have to ask. But I would appreciate a photo credit.
BBQ
More nice guys
Nice guys: “Why do we have to start conversations? Why don’t girls start ’em?” We don’t have to; guys with spines are already talking to us. — Shannon
geneva
Things that strike me about Geneva every time I visit: trees, trees, trees seagulls slate sidewalks farmland porches greeting strangers they big sky the big fucking lake children playing on the sidewalks Queen Anne’s Lace names ending in vowels the smell of fresh, green air
NY, Day 4
NY, Day 3
NY, Day 2
NY, Day 1
Show photos
So I was recently in a photo show, at the Washington School of Photography. (I’m not a student, but it was an open call for entries). The theme of the show was “faces”… specifically human faces. I only had 1 day’s notice to select photos and mail them in, but Continue Reading
surreal saturday night
Social Drinking
Crystal on the Fourth of July, 2010 Before I started, I didn’t really understand the social aspects of public drinking. I’d been to plenty of bars and clubs, and ordered plenty of sodas for myself or drinks for friends. But that was the extent of it. In my mind, the Continue Reading
exercise
I think we can safely assume that Gawd does not want me to exercise. We can start with the last time I tried to start eating healthy, and wound up in a hospital on a restricted diet, for ‘unrelated reasons’. For a couple weeks, I’ve been considering getting back into Continue Reading
boobies.
(felt that last post needed a suitably ridiculous chaser. FSM bless heather.)
hate.
Occasionally it feels really good to have money to throw at a problem. Coming home on the subway, 3 car-hopping poster-children-for-abortion threatened to set me on fire with a lighter. They followed me off the train and out of the gates. Reported it to the booth worker, who called in Continue Reading
fourth of july
you handle the clothes, I’ll try to handle the ‘being a man’ part
Okay. I admit it. I’m done with puberty. My growth spurt is probably over. I think my voice has finished changing. So at the possibly-old-but-still-immature age of 35, I went out with a friend for the sole purpose of buying some more adult clothes.* Blue jeans and black t-shirts will Continue Reading
summer is here.
Mysterious Ways
The ways of God and government and girls are all mysterious, and it is not given to mortal man to understand them. Robert Heinlein