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Back Pedaling

I hope I wasn’t too harsh on my mom in the last entry. I mean, I love the woman and everything. I’m here lugging around dusty quasi junk for a garage sale instead of doing yoga, hiking in Red Rocks and hanging out with zombie couchsurfers. Actions speak louder than words right? She’s just a [...]

In Chicago

How does the Chicago font come across? From this end, it looks really cold. Like damp, chill you to the bone cold. It also looks a little crazy reminiscent of my childhood. This f-ing weather is giving me flashbacks of standing outside, on the corner, freezing my ass off in what seemed like pre dawn [...]

Flooded Again

I’m sure by now you can tell by the font that I’m back in Las Vegas. It’s subtle, but if you look hard enough you can detect more moisture in the San Diego font. The upstairs prostitute/drug addled neighbors flooded our bathroom for the third time in three weeks. The second time was a few [...]

Back in San Diego

I’m in San Diego. I bet you couldn’t tell by the font, could you? I decided to give Andy some space to program and watch sports and eat Taco Bell all day and night and not have him worrying about what his wife was thinking. I’m staying with Nova Bella as usual and spending my [...]

I only got six out of ten.

programmer or serial killer test?

Things that you might not know about me:

I really dislike any artificial sweeteners and don’t understand how they are at all popular. They give me crushing headaches and I don’t think they resemble sugar in the slightest. I am a pack rat that doesn’t own alot of stuff. I enjoy picking through the trash. It’s a trait that I inherited from my [...]

It’s Raining Toilet Water

We have a little over a month left to house sit at our friend Tim’s house. Right before he left for Europe, some crazy women moved in above him and now us. I don’t know what they’re doing up there but it sounds like elephants stampeding and moving furniture at all hours. Tonight, I was [...]

Red

I am eating pop rocks. I don’t think that they are sanctioned food on my allergy diet.

Moving Into Tim’s House

We’ve moved into Tim’s house. Tim is a true blue bachelor and doesn’t have much in the way of furniture. I’m taking these six weeks to indulge my pack rat nature and get stuff for the house. I found a chair in a dumpster behind the Paris Casino for the patio and I scored a [...]