Scenes in Troy

me: what?!
them: just cause you got a bitch dont mean you aint queer.

When I Grow Up I Wanna Go Home

... for now it's somewhere between these two

What do you wana be when you grow up?

Coach stopped by the Side Door yesterday and drew me a purdy lil picture.

Fightin' through the gap.

Miriam Sweeney.

...and the world redeems itself (or- yes meg, there is a god)

the truth

Here's to poetic generalization

"The solar system, including the life upon planet Earth, is thought to be made of star debris. Thus has arisen the poetic generalization that we are all “made of stardust” or star debris and are therefore “one with the universe.” This false idea fits in well with the New Age movement, which sees mystical connections between humanity and nature.

Man—in the form of Adam—was indeed made from the “dust” of the ground. However, the earth and its component materials were created before the stars, not from the stars (Gen. 1:16)." - ChristianAnswers.net

Drew this for an Atheist show in November in Vegas, and I'm hoping Penn Jillette shows up.

Here's a Dose L.S.Me

“The worst part is wondering how you’ll find the strength tomorrow
to go on doing what you did today and have been doing for much
too long, where you’ll find the strength for all that stupid running around, those projects that come to nothing, those attempts to escape from crushing necessity, which always founder and serve only to convince you one more time that destiny is implacable, that every night will find you down and out, crushed by the dread of more and more sordid and insecure tomorrows. And maybe it’s treacherous old age coming on, threatening the worst. Not much music left inside us for life to dance to. Our youth has gone to the ends of the earth to die in the silence of the truth. And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn’t enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I’ve never been able to kill myself.” -LFC

Do you see what happens when your not here to fuel my cynicism?!

I end up marching the streets of downtown Portland to Twisted Sister with a bloody cardboard bull head on a steak.. at least I upset some hippies.