Archive for April, 2007

In Loving You

Thursday, April 12th, 2007

My favorite virtual flower (I guess that’s what the kids are calling them these days), on Kurt Vonnegut’s virtual grave:
Dear Kurt,
I’m very sad about your die. Many years you was just one person from all famous names who I wanna see. It’s not because you are so success writer. It’s because looks like you was [...]

Just Looking For A Place To Live

Wednesday, April 11th, 2007

First off, the realtor informed us that “split bedroom” means that the living room is the second bedroom listed, a claim I can’t negate with any actual housing knowledge, but which I still find highly suspect given various google and craisglist searches. Not to mention words of wisdom from Jurvis’ mom.
“We thought ’split bedroom’ meant [...]

The First Time We Saw Eraserhead

Thursday, April 5th, 2007

At fifteen seconds:
Me: Whoa, what’s that thing?
Him: I thought it was . . . sperm?
Me: Are you sure it’s not a . . . I don’t know, an organ? Of some kind?
Him: It’s . . . weird. I think it’s sperm.
Me: That other guy is controlling it somehow.
Him: Yeah.
Me: Is that window his eyes? Is [...]

Tybee Island Photo Album

Tuesday, April 3rd, 2007

Crocodiles, massive fudge sundaes, windy desert landscapes and a family game of Cranium. What’s not to love about vacation?

The answer, actually, is crustaceans, which should not be considered a food group but a variety of horrifying insect.
(Click image for more on flickr.)

The Wind on Tybee Island

Monday, April 2nd, 2007

We had no idea what we were getting into when we left the condo that afternoon. The clouds were a little skitterish in the sky, yes; but it seemed otherwise warm. Beneath our feet on the deck, two teenagers pedaled by on bicycles, happily screaming undecipherable words at each other.
It was our first real day [...]