Why am I the only person who buys a newspaper around here?

Every single day someone comes up to me and asks if I have a newspaper and can they look at it. Now, I don't mind sharing my paper, it would be very mean to refuse somebody a peek, but I don't get why, if you know that you're going to want to look at the paper every single day, you wouldn't fucking shell out 50¢ and get it yourself!

And I am so petty that I have taken to buying the paper after work...

I was walking back from lunch the other day and saw on the ground in the middle of the sidewalk a manilla folder, and on it was written in red ink:

"This is crazy
No heat again
Figure it out because
We're taking this
To the next step."

And then there was an arrow pointing down.

I know that it was a note to a super or something, but it looked like a poem. And the fact that it was nicely in the middle of the sidewalk made me think that it was performance art of some sort.

Realized that I never mentioned the Oscars!

Yay Robert Forster! Yay Peter Fonda!

Okay, now I have mentioned the Oscars.

"Do you mind telling me who the hell is surprised that snowboarders smoke pot? I'm not..."

I said that yesterday, and got an e-mail from Sean asking me permission to use the quote and my name in his sig file.

I swear to God, I have never felt so famous in my life. Quick, somebody smack me, I'm getting smug!!

O, and new photos on the photo page!

One year ago today:
"Because he does not exist."

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