There are over six billion of us. Where are we hiding?
Enjoy a good evening of fine dining and non-consensual sex at Cafe Repe.
Hello. It's Census Day. That got me thinking. Where are we and who are we?
It got me thinking about the supposed six degrees of separation we all share.
It got me thinking about the one degree of separation that can't be repaired that we've all experienced.
I unpacked today. I have one box left of papers in the corner that will have to wait until I have a dresser or some other such storage device. I'm running low on funds. I couldn't quite write a country song yet but in another few days I may have the need to. I'm listening to an entire bootleg Ani DiFranco concert that I was at in Scotland.
I remember being at the concert with my ex and her being angry that this girl onstage was getting so much more attention than her. She was like that.
I have my babe repellent all up and shelved now. They're like scarecrows but y'know, for girls. Ah ha ha. I kill me. I swear, if one more person asks me if I've seen the 40 year old virgin, I'm going to hurt their feelings.
But hey, I'm not *this* guy. This is ridiculous. Let it load all 280 pictures and bask...in...the...glory.
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I remember one more awesome name. It's a funny one. There was a friend of mine in Scotland who knew a guy who had a Jewish mother and an African father. They had a hyphenated last name. Her name was Funke, pronounced Funky. His name was Balou, pronounced Baloo, like the bear in the Jungle Book movie. They named him Tal, which is a traditional name from one of their cultures, I can't remember which one.
His name is Tal Funke-Balou. No play on words there if you're looking for it, just a crazy kabing kapow name.
A friend of mine up in Nelson has named her child Huxley. Her last name is Herndl. Her partner's last name is Smerdn. I find the almost complete lack of vowels in their last names make for the coolest pronounciation. I'm pushing for them to get a hyphenated last name. Huxley Smerdn-Herndl. It's the Nut'n'honey of last names.
This is a graffiti artist's wet dream. I just want you to imagine that you paint cool pictures on blank buildings for a living. I want you to imagine standing here, paralyzed by the possibilities.
Now picture that wall as a person and it's your job to get to know that person. Instead of painting the beauty on them, you uncover it over time. I'm looking forward to seeing you. And I will. All of you.