summer

In my dream last night Jon E. and I were body boarding on plastic coolers down giant waves of ash and brick as an entire Czechoslovakian city burned to the ground all around us.

Pile of Fun

a grand weekend of photobooths, craft fairs, two headed beasts, mortal kombat + pit fighter, chickenless parm, tubing in gunpowder falls, bike powered smoothies, toy story 3 with mom + b, indian food, spongebob dance, blythe, d-ball in the river, game of set, backgammon with sis, duck egg omelet, picnic with communal mojito, cousins and baby, sugar baby the chicken, flying plane, rescuing plane from tree with giant ladder, chinese food, a blinking up arrow, ceramic bacon, claudio en espanol, rushin' bo's, football in backyard, twitching ears on a deer and warm doritos.

Lost Moon Radio

Here is a poster I made for Lost Moon Radio. If you're in the L.A. area you should check out the show because it sounds totally cool. Also, in my dream last night Brad Pitt killed himself.

scrabble baby

v: 261
a: 258

video dreams

a poem for you

What would I do with your balls, were they mine?
Would I hang them by their shorthairs from my long painted nails?
And crack a grin as they dropped, splat splat, on the floor?
No, I wouldn't do that with your balls, were they mine.
But I'd put them instead in some sort of shrine.
I'd fondle them daily, and keep them in line,
and give them a licking from time to time.
Yes, that's what I'd do with your balls, were they mine.



poem from BREAKING IN
image from COMFORT AND JOY

just don't laugh.