Is that your super power?

"I think I have worse hangovers than normal people."
"Oh, really?"
"Is that your super power?"
"Hang-over Boy?"

Aliens with Afros

This is a painting I recently bought. Obviously, it's Mister T fool. It was made by a nine year old named Levi. He's pretty cool.

"Jesus Hates It When..."

Jesus hates it when you leave the novelty ashtray you bought for your smoker-friends out in the rain for five and a half months.
I know him... and he does.

Just for Packer

I'm learning Photoshop and I looked up and four days have passed...

Merry Christmas James Brown, 1933-2006

James Brown died today. I have a picture of the Godfather of Soul in my refrigerator. It makes me happy. I say, "I feel good!" in my head everytime I look for (cold) chocolate or olives stuffed with jalapenos or cheese (my favorite!) or a tasty beer...
I will think of you often, James.

You can't spell karate without K & E (Pt. 2)

Thanks Driscoll.

What has Beyonce got to say 'bout my freeza?

Nuh'in.

... and James Brown 'bout my fridge?

Wit yo bad self.....

If you need any more information, I'll be happy to answer any questions you might have.

I am not dying in the field.

I am reflecting the hills

I am a bird trapped in a sunset-colored room. And I am flying.

Not long ago, I returned home and was greeted by a bird. A bird who had grown accustomed. Accustomed to all sorts of things. New things. A bird who stretched it's legs. And smoked it's pipe and layed it on the mantle. It grew old in time. It grew a beard in time. And left through the window.

I Was Young When I Left Home

I was young when i left home
An' I been out a-ramblin' round
An' I never wrote a letter to my home
To my home, lord, to my home
An' I never wrote a letter to my home.

It was just the other day
I was bringin' home my pay
When i met an' old friend i used to know
Said, "Your mother is dead an' gone
An' your sisters all gone wrong
An' your daddy needs you home right away.''

Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny on my name
But I can't go home this a-way
This a-way, lord, this a-way
An' I can't go home this a-way.

If you miss the train I'm on
Count the days I'm gone
You will hear that whistle blow hundred miles
Hundred miles, honey baby, lord, lord, lord
An' you'll hear that whistle blow hundred miles.

-Bob Dylan

Where I Lived (in the past)

More scenes from Idaho

And What I Lived For (back then)

"And now he forgot the crowd, and he talked to the fat cumulus clouds scudding over the blue sky."

Reflections of Idaho

"I took my shirt off in the yard. No one saw that the skin on my shoulders was golden."

On the shore...

in a boat...


I remember the sky...


and the trees...

time passes slowly

Checklist for Saturday.

1. Do the dishes in underwear. Check
2. Read reviews of ALL of Beck's albums online. Check
3. Go through junk mail, making sure to send every "Postage Paid" envolope back to each credit card company. (Total of 8) Check
4.