it's great.
easy. good pay. good people.
riding in the rain lately has sucked.
my ass has constantly been wet for the past few days.
good things for you..
(finally)
there's a guy in new york, joshua allen harris, who takes discarded plastic bags and ties them together to make an animal. he then ties them to the vents above the subway lines so that when the subway goes through the air raises the bags and makes the animal come alive.
got it?
here's a video to see it in action.
and i don't know what kind of ladies you are out there, but check this out.
jeremy fish designed barry the beaver. he's was made for all of those "lonely beavers out there".
and jeremy fish does some art. you might like it.
um okay.
i think thats enough for now.
ima go to sleep.
sleepy
ps
saw the weakerthans last night.
best show ive seen in years.
hands down
you missed out.
read it
"I count to three and grin. You smile and let me in. We sit and watch the wall you painted purple. Speech will spill on space. Our little cups of grace. But pauses rattle on about the way that you cut the snow-fence, braved the blood, the metal of those hearts that you always end up pressing your tongue to. How your body still remembers things you told it to forget. How those furious affections followed you. I've got this store-bought way of saying I'm okay, and you learned how to cry in total silence. We're talented and bright. We're lonely and uptight. We've found some lovely ways to disappoint, but the airport's almost always empty this time of the year, so let's go play on a baggage carousel. Set our watches forward like we're just arriving here from a past we left in a place we knew too well. (Hold on to the corners of today, and we'll fold it up to save until it's needed. Stand still. Let me scrub that brackish line that you got when something rose and then receded."
