occupational torture, a.k.a. design a sports-themed display

The banner says "Exercise your right to read at the LRC!" Gay, I know. (It was my idea.)

Bonus for me, though, is harboring sexual fantasies about the Williams sisters. Both. At the same time.

it's still as a graveyard, if it's so hard why do i keep on trying?

What does one do in a situation such as this?

Listen to faggy sad-sack music. The Mountain Goats. Anais Mitchell and Rachel Ries' Country EP.

Drink. Swim. Turn brown, shade by shade.

Add to my literary arsenal.

Read about the dangers of charm and persistence. Charm is a verb, not a noun.

Read about red shoes and blue beards and gilded carriages.

I can't say, "His beard is not so blue." Not anymore.

There are inner cultures as well as outer cultures. They behave remarkably alike.

I can let go, though. Let the poison-filled balloons rise into the sky, upward into the dark where they will burst and burn up in the atmosphere.

"There is no right time or wrong time... It's just that sooner hurts less than later."

birthday mantle

grids are boring

front yard

happy friendship day!

Krystal sent me this ecard for Friendship Day, which is today. It is too perfect. You know, I try my best to make all my friends seem gay by association. It's the least I can do. Except most of my friends are gay anyway. Andrea is a carrier. If she and Dave ever have babies they'll probably turn out gay. One can hope.

So happy Friendship Day to all my friends, especially Krystal and Emily, and Andrea, who thinks blogs are for dorks. So she is a dork by proxy because I mentioned her in my blog. Bloggedy blog blog. Ha.

Loves. My life is brighter and more colorful because of you.

letter

June 3rd, 1984

Hi Nancy, Mike & Natalie:

Hope you are all well now. We made it home ok, in spite of everything. Had a rough plane ride see-sawing through high storm clouds in New Mexico and West Texas. Somehow we both kept everything down.

Your mother was still a little shaky today, but she is ok now.

The weather here is beautiful now, 80's in the daytime and sunny, and 60's at night. It can't last much longer.

Kristi is getting ready for a week of Church Camp on Lake Wister in the Kiamichi Mountains. I hope I get to drive them down there tomorrow.

I want to get a cabin and stay there for a couple of days, but I think your mother is in a tennis tournament.

We enjoyed visiting with you even tho we were confined to quarters. Natalie is growing up so fast and we really miss seeing her grow up, so we were really pleased to be with you, even under difficult circumstances.

Watch for your Anniversary Gift. It will probably arrive by UPS, hopefully in a week or two.

Take care of each other, and Natalie.

Nancy & Natalie, we will see you in July.

Mike, we will see you when you come thru on your trip.

Take care.

Love/
Dad, Mom & Kristi

my new npr sticker!

i wasn't going to drink that or anything

porch night