Today is bouncing between places and projects, and trying to focus in a coffee shop with construction next door and a burly white-appearing tattooed dude in overalls and bare arms, upper-arm tats showing, ordering a large peppermint tea and a blueberry muffin in an African accent and some well-meaning lady not being able to help herself from ( Read more... )

So what's good? My house. I wish I owned it so I could know that everything I bought for it would be mine, and that I would never again have to deal with landlords, and also because I like it ( Read more... )

(I mean there are a lot of things I don't love, number one being we are always trying to PROVE how cool we are.)

Comments on the sentencing of now-convicted would-be terrorist Ahmed Ressam in Seattle today:

From the Seattle P-IWednesday, July 27, 2005 · Last updated 10:57 a.m. PT ( Read more... )

instead of writing my article (well, i've been working on that, too) i'm just sort of staring at my leg. i'd take a picture for you if i could, but it wouldn't help. it would still just be me, sort of navel-gazing, thinking about the Body (which is in part what the article's about) and not doing the hard thing, which is actually writing. doing that ( Read more... )