See You In Hell!

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

How I spent my birthday:

Monday, June 26, 2006

Got wood?

Friday, June 23, 2006

amycita & em gals

...and I just went ahead and made gals for my 2 sisters as well. Em's on the left, Amy's on the right. And sorry Em, but it wouldn't let me add both a baby AND a cat.

Dr. Tran

many many thanks to kato for introducing me to this!!!!!!!

Pontius Pilates

jege gal

Make your own:

Thanks to Whoorl ( ) for the link!

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

This just in:

The movie "Kiss Kiss Bang Bang" kicked ass.

I will admit, I had my doubts after reading some reviews of it, but with the exception of a couple slow, overly-dramatic lapses, it was a fiendishly clever, delightfully witty romp. I've never liked Val Kilmer more. Plus, Robert Downey, jr. is just, well, HOT.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Sacrilege du jour

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Photo du jour

Shot with a Holga camera with Polaroid back. Also see:

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Elliott, the gnome baby

Friday, June 09, 2006

Does not compute

It occurred to me this morning that I have been using computers for twenty-eight years of my life. TWENTY-FUCKING-EIGHT. That's longer than some of you have been alive.

It started in grade school, where we quickly learned how to write the following Basic program:

10 print "fuck you"
20 goto 10

Hahahahaha! Isn't that a good one? The teacher would discover the computer screen printing "fuck you" ad infinitum, and throw a fit. She'd have to shut the whole thing off to even get it to stop.

Okay, I have to get back to my current computer, as it does not like hearing about other computers from my past. But feel free to add your own early computing stories here.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Sleepy Ellie

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

beauty school jesus

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Happy 666 !

In honor of 6/6/6, I'd like to recount the day that I purchased a copy of Anton Lavey's "The Satanic Bible", for the sole purpose of freaking out my parents (I was in high school, maybe 9th or 10th grade).

Like any good teenaged malcontent living in Minot, North Dakota, I went to the mall. I located the book at, where else, B.-fucking-Dalton's. Yes, deep in the god-fearing northern plains, I managed to find the Satanic freaking Bible at a mainstream bookstore. A bookstore sandwiched between The Swiss Colony (mmm!! Free cheese and sausage samples!! Even Goths have to eat, you know!!), and the Hallmark Gift store, proud retailer of the entire line of "Precious Moments" figurines and the most extensive collection of inspirational plaques I have seen to this day.

Then I went to Orange Julius, and thumbed through my sinister purchase in the food court.

As for freaking out my parents, they never even batted an eye, goddamned hippie intellectualist psychotherapists. If I really wanted to freak their shit out, I should have just declared that I was a fundamentalist republican.

Monday, June 05, 2006

The perfect start to my week: