Here are some pictures of what I’ve been up to and some excerpts from recent emails describing those things.

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Straight up put a :-) at the end of whatever doomed lyrics you want and there’s your blog title, instant 1990s-style Livejournal wakka wakka, the Internet version of the UCB skit with the fortune cookies. The dash is necessary because that makes the smiley face British-style. The American variant of this comic tactic will never be quite as good, no matter how good it may be.

Say it! Say… you’ll give me your… skin! :-)

Oh, no, no, please god help me! :-)

Columbus ruled, Emeralds is the best band.

All joking and whatever aside, the reason I’m bloggin is because I am running in a 5k in two weeks and I need to be able to finish it. I ran two miles a couple weeks ago and I thought this evening would be a good time to go train a little more in the cold cold night. I rode out to the alma mater and started going around the track, and lord if a crowd of dudes walking back from the basketball game didn’t laugh super loud and yell “Look at how gay that guy is running!” while they passed.
But, I say to those dudes (via Facebook if I ever choose to check it again): how many drone bands did you go see last weekend nine hours away from your houses? How many races are you choosing to run in which you will tie jingle bells to your shoes (totally serious) so that all of the neighborhood kids will think it is Santa’s sleigh out racing a 5k? How many hours do you spend watching youtube and playing internet scrabble every day? How many website projects involving modern artists and botanical gardens are you photoshopping and developing Flash for all day? Exactly.

I ate a nice pasta dinner and drank wine tonight. I listened to the Silmaril record a pile of times and started drawing some wallpaper for the kitchen, which Bonsky fixed up a little while I was away. My body sighs (farts) with pleasure at each bite I take that isn’t Taco Bell, Quizno’s, Waffle House, Subway, Denny’s and Papa John’s. So stoked to step it up and spend next fake tour eating nothing but Pizza Hut [Bistro] and Red Lobster.

What a life this is!