Saturday, August 27, 2005



going to florida was a nice little break. if i thought it had been hot new york, florida quickly made sure to remind what hot really is. i spent the majority of my time doing my mothers laundry, trying to avoid stepping in dog shit and smoking cigarettes while drinking iced tea. not stepping shit proved difficult since theres 20 dogs in the house. you see, a few weeks beforehand, two of my mother's bitches had puppies and i got the honor of naming them, which has been the tradition ever since i can remember.



little baby pixie is the spunkiest of the bunch. she is a tiny little furball of a thing and we had to feed her mushy rice cereal because if she tried to nurse off of the nipple, the milk would come right out her nose. the puppies that were born a week after she was are twice her size. she is such a diva in training, for sure.



princess (or pwincess, if you remember the previous post about the pronunciation of my dogs names) is not the oldest of the bunch, but she sure looks it. pwinny had a few litters of her own back in the day and they wore her ragged. she was probably the best mommy outta all the dogs weve ever had. now when another of dogs has puppies, pwin paces in front of the cage, trying to sneak a peek of the babies. she also really enjoys being sprayed with the waterhose.



im really glad the south is finally putting out some good music consistently and that the sunsets never change.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

what do you when you decide to have a pool built in your backyard, but run outta money half way through its construction?

you just say fuck it. obviously.

Friday, August 12, 2005




You know I'm a dreamer
But my heart's of gold
I had to run away high
So I wouldn't come home low
Just when things went right
It doesn't mean they were always wrong
Just take this song and you'll never feel
Left all alone

Take me to your heart
Feel me in your bones
Just one more night
And I'm comin' off this
Long & winding road

I'm on my way
Well I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
You know that I've seen
To many romantic dreams
Up in lights, fallin' off
The silver screen

My heart's like an open book
For the whole world to read
Sometimes nothing-keeps me together
At the seams

I'm on my way
Well I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home sweet home

Monday, August 08, 2005



the summer is slowly coming to an end and everyone is cashing in on their vacation time. scotty is in vegas, lauren is in chicago and, fuck!, even the manager at kinko's at the empire state building just came back from vacation. not one to be left behind, i will be leaving the bustling borough of manhattan and, could it be possible?, even the tri-state area. i am heading home to florida to where i will be greetd by 11 full grown dogs and 9 one-month-old puppies. i dont really envision this vacation being "relaxing," but, holy shit, its gotta be better than this place at the moment. i will finally have my car back and two separate parents to make sure that i eat three meals a day, and then some.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005



im not really sure how to go about doing this, how to go about making this transition from speaking about mikes death to not speaking about it. it kinda makes me feel disrespectful, like im not giving the situation the attention that it deserves. i could talk about it forever and ever, but no one would really understand what it all it meant. and the few people that would are getting bombarded by the same thing from everyone else, so i try to spare them with hearing it from me. i wrote mike a blog entry, but decided not to post it. i will leave it just between the two of us. before this happened, i was doing pretty good. i had gotten my eating habits under control, i was actively looking for a new job. but now, im just pretty indifferent to the lot of it. there are a million and one emotions that id rather feel than indifference. i just dont really care one way or the other anymore. and its not even directed at anything specific. its confusing (and quite boring), to say the least. so, no, i havent figured how to make this transition in real life, and i sure as hell havent figured out how to do it in the blog world.