GTFOing

We're still in Arizona, donating and selling the things I don't want to take to my new home or chuck in the bin.

At the massive used media store we see the section above, as well as a Bill O'Reily book for kids. Stange world.

- Davidtext

Work Pictures

I wanted to take a few pictures of my work before I left. These aren't anything special, just views I always liked and noticed during my time there.



I used to get amazing views of the sky out of this window.


These bushes always grew so fast, and I loved when they got up to seven-plus feet.


The pause before heading home.


I used to sit under this tree when I needed to get away. I love grassy hills, even tiny ones.


And last but not least, The Chair.


- David

Blurg.

Holy Hilarious Batman

Forget the singing part, stick around for the end. Jesus Christ I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.

I had to make my own icons. Look at the fun! I taught myself stuffs!





Thanks to PS, ImageReady, and OfficeQuotes.us.

In other awesome, awesome, news I was able to bring my work chair home with me. I have like three-plus years of asstraffic in this thing. It's perfect.

- David

ByeDaddy

Woo & Aww

- David

See Below For Details

Friday is really truly my last day at GoDaddy. For real this time.

I've already bagged up all my teas and my collection of cups. There are probably about twenty folded brown paper grocery bags under my desk. They're all from Wild Oats, a natural food store near my office. I saved them with the idea to eventually turn them in for recycling, although now I suppose I'll use them for packing. Maybe they'll still be able to be reincarnated after that.

Audio books have become popular on my iPod again. Cesar's Way (the Dog Whisperer) in the morning, and Lolita (the Little Girl Whisperer) in the late afternoon.

Cesar Milan is awesome. Although I'm biased because, for me, Aero has imbued all Mexicanos with this super-sexy quality. So when I'm learning how to be my dogs' pack leader, I'm seeing Aero talking to me with bedroom eyes and only the pants part of a fireman's uniform. Seriously though, Cesar just seems like a really nice guy and his approach to dogs is very Taoist and natural, which I am quite partial too. When I was only one-third of the way into the book I could already see changes.

Lolita. I don't even know what to say; I'm sitting at my desk with my lower-lip jutting out and over my upper one, which happens when I can't figure out how to get something across. The subject matter inspires immediate revulsion in many people, but this book is the most beautifully written thing I have ever come across. It's also been named the fourth greatest English language novel of the 20th century, which I guess is my way of qualifying my opinion of it. Jeremy Irons (who played the main character in the most recent movie, Kubrick did one as well) has one of the best voices in existence and pulls off the character perfectly.

Crap, I better get back to work. I've been sitting here trying to write this post for about thirty minutes now. My coffee and Pop-tart are getting lonely.

Peace!

- David

Morning drive cell phone picture fun time!

Welcome To My Convos - Volume Won

Here's a little taste of the many sides of David and The People Who Tolerate Him.

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TehDavid [11:55 AM]:
I'm all over this term like a pedo on the Olson Twins cicra Full House
TehAdrian [11:55 AM]:
dude I have total pre-come now

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hahaha, omg
10:50
Google translation:
10:50
Throbbing witch judgment!
10:50
BuddhaDave @ 10:48

lol
AyuCyberTrance @ 10:50

that game is gonna make you wanna wack it constantly
AyuCyberTrance @ 11:51

I'll just play it and have sex at the same time
BuddhaDave @ 11:52
I haven't whacked it in soo long. It's like a record or something
11:52

haha
AyuCyberTrance @ 11:52

I want to buy like half a dozen hentai games for my DS and just play them in public places
BuddhaDave @ 11:53
That shit would be hilarious
11:53

lol why>?
AyuCyberTrance @ 11:55

I dunno, it'd be cracking up the whole time
BuddhaDave @ 11:55
Like "I'm at Applebees waiting for a table and I'm banging some anime girl so I can pass a level."
11:56

rofl
AyuCyberTrance @ 11:56

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Me - Ah! This fire is alive and burning me!
K - *rofl*

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*lying in bed, watching The Big Lebowski*
K - Do you think girls find Steve Buscemi attractive?
Me - God I hope so.

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- David

I lick flowers purdy.

Haunts

These are the places that will haunt my ghost after I'm east and gone.

And Otis Redding just came on, turning this quick coffee run into a mini-vacation.

- Davidtext

Now Nod Your Head

So Year Zero has been out for a week now and even though admittedly the song sounds silly at first, "Capital G" is one of my favorite off the album:


The sound quality on this is surprising.

Unfortunately no one can be told what the post-haircut is. You have to see it for yourself. I'm told the back looks nice:


Okay. I'm trying to stay positive about today but it's proving difficult. My ticket queue is up above seventy. It should be like, twelve. My partner in crime is ay-double-u-oh-ell. We've fired five people this morning alone. And to top it off, here comes a re-hire.

I fucking hate re-hires. Hate doesn't even have enough letters. Looooaaaathe is closer. We hire some retarded customer service rep, and then for whatever reason, we fire them. Probably because they're retarded. Then! We bring them back on! And even though I won't be here for it, I know this guy's termination notice will grace our ticket list in another couple weeks. Gah. I'm ready to open my veins and write, "IT WAS THE RE-HIRE" on my whiteboard in blood.

In more upbeat and jiggly news, I have been regularly hitting the gym. Yes, more than three times equals "regularly" in my head. I just run, mostly. Although reports have come in that I spend half my time screwing around. Excuse me; skipping on the treadmill and using only one leg on the elliptical machine is still exercise. We usually hit the hot tub afterwards so my precious ass doesn't get too sore. That and I have Kasey rub warm organic coco butter on it before bed. I smell slippery!

Okay, I feel a little better. I'm gonna get back to causing various people cancer with my brain while sneakily appearing to be working. Eat it.

- David

Last Week

I have this song stuck in my head. But the acoustic version, which I couldn't find a video for. It's okay; this version is beautiful too.




I love the solo after she says, "I'd like to tell you all about it". Right around 2:10.

I'm flying solo at work today and tomorrow. I should be working but I feel like writing instead. I'm getting Summer Camp syndrome, where everything has this feel of calm, fragile, preciousness that comes when the mind finally realizes you won't be seeing it again. It's not a sad feeling. It actually makes everything seem special and beautiful. Like your last day on earth.

Now that I've washed my hair I can actually tell what the lady did. It feels a lot nicer, although I do miss the crackling sound I used to get squeezing the ends of my hair together. The front is shorter which makes me a little sad, but it doesn't flip out quite as badly. I'm pretty sure I'm growing it out to about my chin. We'll see how it goes.

I took the Uglies to the dog park yesterday and ran them around a few times. Kasey and I sat in plastic chairs in the shade and watched them harass other dogs and their owners, get drinks out of the communal water bucket, and push their panting, smiling faces into every curiosity. I'm listening to Cesar Milan's book on my iPod and applying the ancient Mexican secrets therein. My dogs will see me as the pack leader yet!

Okay, it's nearly Eleven. I better do some things besides blog and read web comics.

- David

My, those quiet eyes become you

Bears, Beats... Battlestar Galactica

The roffles are strong with this one. I <3 Jim.

- David

No Handle, No Identity

So there's this game called Lunar Knights, where you play two characters who are trying to save the world of the future from vampires. And during the course of the game you get to name them.

I'm blaming the late nights:

*Note* Emily386 is in fact a boy, and the most "bad boy" character in the game.

Also, my hair is getting long!



I actually went and got it trimmed today, and apparently it looks better. Although I can't tell the difference. Once I get it looking like I like I'll try to take an after picture for ya.

I'm tired. I feel like I did a whole bunch of stuff today. Now it's time for some Arrested Development and pizza.

Peace out, nyah.

- David

Arriba!

Last night we were on a mission to find Mexican food and margaritas. We found both at a place called Arriba. I've driven past it literally hundreds of times but never gone in. It was good, and as you can see the drinks are huge.

We both had a mango margarita that was pretty awesome. It could have been stronger, but oh well. It tasted mighty fine just the same. And the food was amazing. The best chimichanga Kasey ever had, she says. She was even singing the praises of the tortilla itself.

Any who, here are some pics:


This was actually at another Mexican restaurant/bakery/grocery store. Things were as big as my fist.











In other news, I took like two hours worth of online tests and assessments for that job I spoke of earlier. I did well, but some of it was ridiculous word problems. I wonder how I did on the typing portion. It said my score was 7600%, so I'm guessing okay?

Have a good weekend. Be in your face later!

- David

Also, this shit is hilarious. Parodying The OC:

It's Official!

Wow, it didn't look this horrid on my phone.

This is a receipt from the clerk of the superior court. There's only one item:

DIVORCE NO CHILD

Most ironic phone call evar. The X-Misses called to let me know we are now divorced. We were laughing our asses off and she told me to go celebrate, cuz she sure as hell was. Just more proof that I don't do anything normal.

- David

Drinks are on me boys, and another one for my girl here. She's a little down that she's not the Other Woman anymore.

Nards & Witches

Penny-Arcade is a classic and well-known comic that I've been reading longer than any other. I check it out on a daily basis (or as often as they update) but I haven't really been busting up at their strips as of late. Today they did good though:


Look at that face!

I just saw a screenshot for this game. I'm gonna get it, I'll work my way around not knowing how to read Japanese. It'd be exactly like my real-life experiences touching girls; a lot of trial and error until something happens.



This wasn't in the original post, but White Ninja gets special treatment for being so strangely fully to me:



Anywho, happy Friday, bitches! I have to do some work, but I'll be posting more random Davidness latah.

- David

White Ninja doesn't need a brain, he has adorableness.

The Worst Stewards

Apparently my brain isn't with the rest of the program, or visa versa. My brain is all, "OMG WE HAVE ALL THIS STUFFZ 2 DOOOO! WE GONNA BE POOR AND GET SICK AND NOT PACK IN TIME OMG GLOBAL MELTDOWN ALKDFJDKADJDF!!" *dead face* But the rest of me is like, "Mm, I'm happy. Things are nice. Oh look! Peanut butter!"

The grocery store by my apartment is closing down. I've been going there for like four years. I don't even know if any other stores are around. But instead of just closing it's doors, everything ridiculously cheap and they're not restocking until the it's empty. Going in there is like shopping in some post-apocalypse. People everywhere with full carts, empty isles, empty shelves, that feeling of Grab What You Can When You Can. It's fantastic. I wish I had before and after pictures.

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I hope they cannot seeee
BuddhaDave @ 5:24
I am the GREAT DESTROYEEEEEEEER!
5:24

Oh?
kasey is lovely @ 5:24

Indeed
BuddhaDave @ 5:25
But no one suspects it
5:26
Because I look all cute
5:26
Then I pull off my shirt and my girly skin and curvy hips just knock em out and push down walls
5:26
pow pow
5:26
*shakes hips*
5:26

hahaha
kasey is lovely @ 5:26

Then I turn around and my back dimples, curves, and hint of butt crack blow up oncoming tanks
BuddhaDave @ 5:27
And I look over my shoulder in that way that makes you laugh and buildings set on fire
5:27
And still people can't look away
5:28
As the flames from my hotness roll towards them they just stare

haha
kasey is lovely @ 5:28
ohhh you
5:29

You're lucky, not many women can stand the full on assault of naked David
BuddhaDave @ 5:29
It's like being able to hug the A-bomb
5:29

Well I am not like other women.
kasey is lovely @ 5:30

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Damn, I have an hour to get home. I better get this term done and GTFO.

- David

Restrung

My beads broke weeks ago and I just got around to fixing them. The hemp chord that was keeping all one-hundred and eight beads together snapped as I was swinging them around outside. I finally got new chord and found that the swatch of grass had apparently eaten two beads.

So I grabbed a handful of beads from another set of broken malas, measured and restrung (and restrung and restrung) and finally got them even. After some fun with pliers, a drill bit, and almost the entire length of 300, I was done.

Also, gas is over $3.00! What the hell! Is some kind of holiday coming up or something? Fucking oil. I am seriously going to start carrying around spray paint and stencils, and tagging Hummers and other big-assed guzzlers. Now, it won't drop the price of oil. But I'll feel better and can complain with a free conscience.

We went to the gym today. Actually went to the gym. I mean it! My blue scrubs do not look that cute on me. If I was a panda saving a baby tiger from the rain with a flower umbrella wearing those things, I'd still not be as cute as they looked on one short redhead. We watched cartoons and Sci-Fi channel as we worked the treadmills.

I impressed Kasey with my running skills, as this is the first time we've seen the other work out. Little does she know I had to turn the speed and the incline down near the end there. (Shh, I'm trying to get some. I need all the help I can get.) Getting off the treadmill is always fun because it feels like you're walking at ten miles per hour.

I'm drinking a mix of OJ and Mountain Dew, and this guy is on TV asking people to send $70 for passover and God will bless them with an inheritance. Seventy-god-damned-dollars. This guy is intense. If it wasn't for the guilt I seriously hope keeps him up at night I'd say he must sleep like a baby after his performances.

Gah, I need to go to bed. Night night, sleep tight.


- David

For Later

*Humble Narrator's Note*
I wrote this and saved it as a draft forever ago. I figure I shouldn't waste it.

The mind is the quickest and most powerful alchemist you'll ever encounter. It can take any thought, any experience, any emotion, and turn it into something else entirely in an instant. It's subtle and devious.

The smallest thing becomes monstrous, and sources of pleasure produce nothing but dissatisfaction.

Gorillaz's first album always makes me feel better. It's all slow and lonely, and keeps me just interested enough without distracting me.

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Looking at my Google Analytics page, I see that someone from Japan has read my blog. Tokyo! If you are currently reading this, and you are from Japan please comment. It's just cool to think about.

- David

Alt

This is the last thing Kasey sees before she goes to sleep. This exact face. Pray for her.

Sitting here in my chair I experience an absence of snug security across my torso, like I should have a seatbelt on. My Gmail inbox is full of mail I need to go through. Business stuff. Monster job search results, reminders to pay bills, a letter from my apartment complex, a hello from my new complex, a test for a job I hope to get in Virginia.

Oh yeah, the job. Help Desk Team Lead, or something like that, for Dollar Tree. The ironic thing is dollar stores depress the shit out of me. Always have. I have complained while inside to the point of speedy leaving and flat out refused to enter them before. And now it seems I'll be supporting them. I'd be in an office building, supervising fixers and ordering repairs, etc. Sounds good.

Last night I lay in bed with a cigar and a warm body next to mine, watching a movie in the dark. It was fabulous. Soothing to the max.

I have so much shit to do but no motivation to do it. I just need to make myself, but it's so damn hard. Anyone want to come box my shit up for free food and good media while they're doing it? I'll even buy meat if you want it.

Okay, worky time. Have a good one.

- David

Great words won't cover ugly actions
Good frames won't save bad paintings

Mor Picx0rz

Pretty neat, huh?

- David

See Dees NIN In Yo Mouth

Woo! Mo pics latah

I See A Little Blog I Want It Painted Black

Soooo yeah. New layout. I did like 1% customization but it took over an hour. A good chunk of that was agonizing over infinitesimal differences in the shades of blue you now see. And getting that thing under the RSS feed working.

Okay, back to real work.

- David

What's the difference between a blogger and bloggette?
Boobs!

Rebel Rebel

If people could just stay at their desks that would be nice. Kthxbye. How am I supposed to write blogs and read work-unrelated websites with people always walking their flat asses past my desk? Jesus, the outside of my cube is like that fucking carny game where ducks and shit go by.

Year Zero comes out tomorrow! It's been a few years, but it feels like nothing new has came out since high school when The Fragile was borned. Probably because I wasn't all into With Teeth at first. I wrote it off as butt-rock for months.



New coffee mug! Old sticker! R. Stevens put some random stickers in my last t-shirt order and I haven't had anything to use it on until this morning. My Hawaiian mug wasn't up to snuff. My drinks were cold in about an hour. It's all about stainless steel, baby. For teh win! I'm drinking black coffee almost daily. Today was the first day it didn't take any work to enjoy. Thanks be to The K and her ever-wise wisdom of wiseness and wise-osity. She's right about a lot of stuff.

Like music. I spent some time this weekend on the high seas (read: yarr) and my iPod's spinning belly is now a little fuller. Refused, some older Muse, and Big Dumb Face have made their way into my ears. The screamy stuff is starting to become tolerable. I like bands that are totally before their time. And adorable.

I need a haircut. My hair is getting long and unruly like a measuring tape with too much let out. I wish it made that noise, though. I was going to go this weekend but... nothing I wanted to do really got done. No cleaning. No picture taking of things to sell. No working out.

Sleep, media, eat, media, skin, sleep, skin, eat, media, hot tub, eat, media, skin, sleep. That was my weekend. It was fantastic. I took a nap from about Noon to 3:00pm. It was so horribly and completely against everything my brain was telling me to do, that it felt like fucking. heaven. I mean it. The periods between those two words mean it's extra serious.

Disturbia wasn't bad. I was actually all tensed up for good portions of the movie. Shilo Buff (ha!) did a good job. He is actually cute. One of the prerequisites of a good actor in my book is the Chin Quiver. And he did it. So... yeah. The Asian boy was also awesome. Very animated and amusing. My only complaints? Carrie Ann-Moss had two chins, and the girl next door was that special style of Trendy Popular Hott. Why couldn't she have some curves and square glasses? Like what's-her-face in Ghost World? I'll tell you why: Because of jerk-off frat boys. Tits, ass, boobs, bombs, butts, cleavage, and tires sell movies. Remember that, future film makers of America. You asses.

Damnit, I think this new Dulce de Leche latte thing is getting to me. My typing is fast and all over the place, like a drunken ADD victim at prom. Man, that would be an awesome thing to see... Mm. Anywho.

I need to get to work. Me and Babysnakes have some foods to buy kissin' to catch up on.

- David

Wait, were you kneading my hipbone in the theatre because of Shilo!?

I now enjoy the pure

I now enjoy the pure untouched nature of black coffee. Today is the first day it didn't take work.

I now enjoy the pure

I now enjoy the pure untouched nature of black coffee. Today is the first day it didn't take work.

Gah. No more space. Try the dulce de leche.

Roffles

I want huge teeth like Leonidas.

- David

Lightpole of Leaves

You don't find it. It finds you.
You should have heard it.

Sony Hairband

Hairbanded!

- David

*posted from my new cell phone!*

Two-Hundred Fifty-One!

Hey all, I just noticed this is my 251^st post! I am a bloggy S.O.B.

Anywho, here is a taste of Year Zero:


Survivalism

May not be suitable for some situations as it contains mild Asian toplessness and some male-on-male-under-the-sheets-ass-bangin'.

Thanks!

- David

Welcome to Year Zero

New Nine Inch Nails album! Woo! It's called Year Zero and it comes out purportedly on the Seventeenth. I am super pumped. There will be sixteen songs (apparently) and it's a concept album that people (including me) are saying is a simpler NIN. You can listen to it here.

I watched the video a few times last night, I like the sound and feel he's got going for him. Although I am sad about his short hair. :( He was my longhair hero!

Firstly, I didn't even know he was working on anything else, and finding out a week before it's going to be released is fantastic. It's the perfect amount of time to wait. Enough to be excited and antsy, but not enough to freak out and cry over. Secondly, I am on a NIN kick now. Join me, brothers & sisters. Let us rejoice in the Trent.

Getting divorced, is expensive. Even though we aren't contesting anything and we don't have lawyers. It was $80 at the courthouse to get married, and it looks like when the dust settles it will be almost six and a half times that much to get divorced.

Anyhow. I better get back to work. Have a good one folks.

- David

I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday you will find.
I'll hide it behind something, they won't look behind.

Moudre Maison

Happy post-Zombie Jesus weekend. I'm hungry and tired. Please forgive any errors, be they mineral, vegetable, grammatical, or other.

This weekend was active. Kasey's dad visited from San Diego and we ran around with him. This was my first time meeting him. It went well, I think. Although it was a bit tense when he Kasey excused herself to go to the bathroom and he looked me dead in the eye and said, "You treat my little girl right or I'll be all over you like Firestone tires on a Nascar track." Easily understood and visually stunning!

We went bowling, ate at 5 & Diner, watched Talladega Nights and drove over to Fountain Hills. I'd never been there before. It's a really nice looking town out in the desert. Too bad the fountain wasn't going full blast that day.

I also went to see my co-worker and pal Chris at a zombie-themed fetish ball on Saturday. I didn't dress up, sadly. My zombie pants in the wash. I got to see Chris and some belly dancing chicks play "Wanted Dead or Alive" on flaming guitars. It was awesome. I saw a mild-mannered boy get 60+ piercings for a suspension and tons and tons of people dressed up as the dead and the slutty. A screaming-type band covered a Nine Inch Nails song and I was reminded that not everyone counts that as a mortal sin.

Sunday we walked to the theatre (saves money, the world, and pounds!) to see Grindhouse. Terror Planet was perfect B-movie homage goodness. Gross and gory as all hell with laughs scattered throughout. Death Proof, besides having one of the best movie titles ever ("Don't" is the best) was fantastic. No where near as cheesy as Terror Planet but still in that certain kind of suspended-belief reality Quentin spins. Kurt Russell as a grizzened (yes, grizzened) stuntman, fast American cars, hot chicks, and lots and lots of cussing. Check this one out for the female version of Samuel L. Jackson. At the end I had so much sympathy for the Devil.

Funnier than anything in either movie are the tiny little trailers for movies they'll never make. Titles include "Thanksgiving", "Don't", and "Werewolf Women of the SS". All made by different directors. "Don't" had me crying it was so funny (from the director of "Shaun of the Dead") and "Thanksgiving" was horribly shocking and hilarious.

Okay, I need to eat. I haven't since lunch, I think.

Adios!

- David

White meat, dark meat. It's all getting carved.

I Have To

It's in the contract you sign when you become a Buddhist.



I had this exact thing happen to me once, but I gave them sex instead.

- David

Look at that little face!

Gather 'Round Children

And let this old timer tell you a story.

Once upon a time, coming up on thirty minutes now, a boy was just settling into his cubicle for the day. Life was good; he had his S'more Poptarts and his coffee, and it just happened to be Friday.

Before buckling down and beginning the trudge through his daily e-mail he engaged in good-natured tomfoolery with his co-workers, as he often did. Sophisticated humor aimed at each other's mothers and creative suggestions for new department names were tossed back and forth with much wit and mirth.

Our young friend suggested to one tall office companion that his department should read "DVDA" in the company employee directory. The vacant (yet still smiling) expression on said companion's face told our friend that this acronym was unknown to him, and therefor the humor was lost.

Not wishing to explain "DVDA" out loud (lest he offend the gentler cubicle residents within earshot) he opted instead to use the internal instant messenger. Pulling up the contact list and carelessly selecting the first name of his office mate, he entered only:

double-vaginal double-anal

A short second later, dear reader, a hearty and raucous laugh was heard just down the hall. Just down the hall, from inside the boss' office. The boss who just happens to share the same first name as our friend's intended target.

In the industry we refer to this as a "mistell".

Realizing the classic mistake he had made, his face flushed immediately and the boy went down the hall quickly to explain himself. Luckily our hero's boss had a solid sense of humor and had replied in jest to the horribly NSFW comment, saying simply, "Is that an offer?"

The moral of the story is: Don't send anything HR would be having a talk with you over before you've finished your coffee.

- David

Dodged a bullet.

New Feature!

Please direct your eyes, dear reader, to the orange bar above. There you will see a short description of my current activities, updated dynamically courtesy of Twitter.

What is Twitter? A mini-blog of sorts. You sign up for a free account, invite or add some friends, and as you update your goings-on friends and relatives can see it easily through a Twitter client or your website.

I modified the code they provide so my blog could be extra cool. I feel incredibly smart. Take that Mr. Guidance Counselor! Ditch-digger my ass.

Useless? Of course. Fun? Definitely. Nerdy? Hells yes.

- David

EDIT: Gah, IE is a piece of gos se and it may show something weird for the time or show nothing at all. I'm working on it.

Nope

I told you I wouldn't be able to sleep.

Happy Four AM.

- David

New Shirt New Shirt La La La

The t-shirt collection must be grown or the closet gets hungry:



It's even better because it's a limited run. Yes I know that's a silly thing to say. Rarity makes things better, okay!

- David

Nothing? NOTHING? NOTHING, tra la la?

Hello Clerence

We left him there for some lucky employee to pick up. Hopefully they keep him in the back!

- David

Just Because

I think the Sinfest creator makes the most adorable Buddha evar.



I just spent about thirty minutes in a bathroom stall at work writing a letter out to my dad explaining my flawed logic and my resultant flawed situation, and asking that he allow my grandma to float me some scratch. I'll have to call him today and read it to him over the phone and eight-hundred sixty miles.

In more bien news, this is the only thing stressing me out. Everything else is actually pretty awesome. I just hope this can get taken care of soon.

- David

I'm getting to be a pretty good Touch Detective.

'Tis Purdy

This is one of my favorite parts from the live Gorillaz DVD I bought way back. The song is called Hong Kong.

While I watch it, I always wish scientists would hook up sensors to that instrument and measure how much force it takes that pretty Asian woman to press and strike those strings, and add it all up in terms of how long her pale arms would have kept a lightbulb burning.

- David

You swallow me, I'm just a pill on your tongue.

Shun The Non-Believer! Shuuuuuun-ah!