Change of Plan

Actually, baby baby's name is now Hester Woolf. Terrifying and Grand, no?

Also, Xander and I have been watching Are You Afraid of the Dark? And basically YES I WAS in the nineties. I remember when that fire station episode came out, I couldn't look at a candle straight on for about two years. Now I'm mostly focusing on the black ankle socks and oversize terrycloth plaid these poor ugly girls are wearing. You poor ugly girls!

I was not born in the Champagne Region

...but I do have sparkling taste in youtube videos.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v0zgQAp7EYw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lt6o8NlrbHg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SuB8xWeA59I

H.E.L.S.

Well, little Hester Emma Lesbia Sappho did not like her rolly-aroundy ball. She did, however, enjoy her happy-time hut.

While H.E.L.S whiles away the hours, I've been eating alt rock choco dessert ( http://www.tastidlite.com/index.php/flavor-+-nutrition/tasti-science.html ) which is tasti science, and maneuvering the other deeds which make up a life.

Name my Tiny Friend!

I definitely got a hamster with a tiny little beautiful habitat and she needs a beautiful name. Cosmopolitan Magazine Junior is her surname, and I'm looking for a gentle pretty little first name that will highlight her grave beauty and stunner coat.

Ruby, Mirabella, Estella, Lindsay Lohan 2, Clementine, Sweetnesspiefriend (from Liza), Wollstonecraft Jr, Charlotte...


She wouldn't really stop moving long enough for a portrait. Mostly she's been hiding cigarettes underneath her bedding and developing an eating disorder.


Also, she has a mineral lick shaped like an ice cream cone.

Fung Wha-t the Fuck

When the bus breaks down, it's more like a slow burn than machine gun fire. I am more like machine gun fire than a slow burn, however.

I'm Bringing Awkward Back

We've all seen the athletic "cheerleader-style" shorts with writing on the butt. SLUT, you might want to notify the public by way of your derriere. PRINCESS. Because of a late-night bar-stay last night, some friends and I ended up having a sleepover in Cambridge which lead to me borrowing a pair of buttshorts as PJ's, and I found myself as a first-time spankypants LIFEGUARD.
This is where culture is right now:Because I'm an idea-man, using my talents and frame of experience, this is where I'd like to take it:Let me know size and color preference.

Holly Holiday

Another day, another brush with the Zodiac. An impromptu bustrip has lead me to Boston for the weekend yet again, and straight into the clutches of an "educational" astrological boardgame. Nobody can argue this out of existence. On the way here my coach was quite crowded as it is (bless) a holiday weekend, and (bless) my row-companion had an unfortunate case of gas. But I calmed myself with a diet coke (just a slight bit spilled on my breezy summer top-- rayon for no seat wrinkling) and 4 downloaded episodes of Weeds on my laptop.

In one more piece of new I briefly met Terrence Hayes at work today, and he is way more dapper (one dapper-fine man) than I would have thought.

Eating up style

I don't know how it is that I'd forgotten about these little dainties. Rice cakes are my north, my south, my east, my west of the carbohydrate/starch group and they are multi-beneficial. Clocking in at about zero calories, they're the perfect vehicle for flavor (think hummus, laughing cow), or goddamn you could buy a pre-flavored white-cheddar pack. And then some people like the brown rice variety. Also, rice totally helps with oily skin, so bouche! I am going to get about $75 worth out of this rice cake.

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