Good luck to everyone in the path of Katrina; try to stay inside and only drive if you have to.  There are many of you I'd truly hate to see have any trouble come your way due to recklessness.  Joaquin, as soon as you get in from that festival of yours, let me know you're alright.  You to, Martine.

"I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science; Science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me
Come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start
Running in circles
Chasing tails
Coming back as we are"Definitely some of the best lyrics ever written. Music's always been sort of ( Read more... )

Everything's so confusing at this point in my life. I want to talk about one thing, but things that I don't even care about or want to talk about start pouring out of my mouth, and I can't stop them before I say something that I regret saying later. Not in the sense that I'm going to hurt someone else, but in the sense that I find it so hard to ( Read more... )

I had nothing much better to do with today, so I decided I wanted to find out what my name means.  It turns out that Bryce means quick moving, Dallas means wise, and Howard means watchman.  Of course, they named me Bryce Dallas after Bryce Canyon and the fact that I was conceived in the city of Dallas, but it's still kind of amusing.  So apparently ( Read more... )

Alright, so I've got some free time coming up. Usually I spend my leisure time with my parents, but when you realize that you've not spent a vacation with friends in quite a while, you tend to get a bit disheartened. I love my parents, I do. They've put up with me in times when I wouldn't put up with myself. But they're crazy. Absolutely and ( Read more... )

The funniest thing happened this morning.

I'm not the type to let someone else do everything for me, and so when I decided I wanted ice cream at three AM, I went to get it myself at this little grocery store nearby that stays open for twenty-four hours.  So, I walk into the store, start towards where I know they keep the ice cream (I frequent the ( Read more... )

I guess I should type up a little introduction before I begin anything else.  Hi.  My name's Bryce Dallas Howard, although I'm called Bry by most of my friends, and I'm twenty-four years old.  I'm pretty sure you all know of my father Ron, and maybe some of you know my mother, Cheryl.  She deserves a lot more recognition than she gets; all mothers ( Read more... )