Sunday, March 28, 2010

Monday, March 22, 2010

tunneling


this is from a little while ago when p.t. was just starting to crawl
now he is all over the place. he and simon adore each other...
...most of the time.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Sam in the News

http://www.usu.edu/ust/index.cfm?article=44218

Check it out.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

ok go

Reminds me of something you guys might cook up:


Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Ear wax

My right ear is swollen, but I know why. I've had some ear mucus buildup that closes my hearing by 20 percent and the way I get it out is by sticking the end of my pen inside, twisting until I'm aroused by how good it feels, and pulling out a small smear. Sometimes the smear smells strongly, and I wipe that on the bottom of my shoe to be walked into some carpet eventually, or the grass or snow. Sometimes it doesn't smell and I wipe that on my pants, just behind the front pocket entrance, but not on my butt. The side of the pants is the least looked at and the most well guarded. I'm going to do it right now. It didn't smell bad, luckily - I'm not wearing shoes this morning.

Corduroy

My feet speak
High, low, firm, hollow
corduroy checkered chucks, my little brother's
but I take his stuff all the time
so these shoes aren't different.
Three friends and a fourth are watching
Cat Stevens sing to Harold and Maude,
but I'm walking home.
It's one of those nights I want to get
some thinking done, but as I walk and
my feet speak I end up thinking about
thinking, wanting to work out shit or
imagine a sexy girl or anything, but I
can't,
just listen to the corduroy.