I got to the front of the line and ordered the last chocolate croissant.
“Damn it,” said the man in line behind me.
“Sorry,” I shrugged, “It’s for a pretty girl.”
He raised an eyebrow skeptically. “How pretty?”
“Like, you need special glasses to look directly at her.”
He laughed, “Right. Like an eclipse.”
“Exactly.”
“Or Beowulf 3D,” said the woman in line behind us.
I made a little site for my friend Wilhelm last weekend and totally forgot to write about it. Actually, there’s not much to say: there are silhouettes and they say funny things. It got featured on NOTCOT the other day, and some of the images are pretty popular on FFFFOUND!
I built it on WordPress, and Wilhelm promises to keep it updated with fresh Masterpieces, so check back frequently or subscribe to the RSS feed.
Sometimes I wish I was a bona fide alcoholic because then I could tell my boss Hey man, I can’t help it. I’ve got a disease. As it now stands I’m just a guy who likes to drink a lot at work.
You ever get to that point where you just want to quit your job and ride your bike full time? Like a bike messenger, sort of, but without any deadlines or heavy packages. More like a hobo, but, you know, a hobo with a bike. I have been squeezing rides in whenever possible these days. You’d be surprised how much more enjoyable a trip down the hall to take a leak is on a bike. Especially if you can trackstand while you’re taking said leak (”making water,” as someone evidently from the 19th century said to me the other day). I am not quite to that level yet, but I do a lot of sloppy practicing.
PS You guys ever listen to Black Kids? They are awesome. Here is a song called “I’m Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You.”
This song, and the other three songs they’ve recorded, are available for free download on their MySpace page. Highly recommended.