who want to fight with me and i tell him i do. then when i do some say no fair why arent you fighting and others say no fair why are you ignoring and some say… and you know what f what some say. since when have i ever cared what people say? but i suppose i do care what certain some say, not other some, not that im trying to be cold and calous and mean, but whatever. whatever. WHATEVER. i want to be like anti. anti doesnt care. whats his word. pffft. they told him he was too dangerous for the xbi and they gave him back his knife and escorted him out of the building. i told them to take it easy on him that if he did anything funny i would shoot him my own damn self and they overheard me i think esp no i wouldnt, chill and followed us both to the garage.

this weekend is the nfl championship games. this weekend is when i install my dvd burner in my computer. this weekend is when i will catch up on my sleep and go through all the Lick mail and sort it all out.

superbowl sunday we will launch Lick during halftime on the Lick site.

superbowl sunday we will announce the busblog Man of the Year.

but thats not for a few more weeks.

i dont know why i find it necessary to have a bagel every morning but i do.

i dont know why i find it necessary to tell you everything that isnt true.

81. aaron

82. aj

the other day i signed up for XXX Netflicks and yesterday i got my first two dvds. it works exactly like Netflicks. i pay $15 for two dvds at a time and its interesting how my recordable standalone dvd recorder wont burn the copyprotected smut. and its interesting how only some of the porn is copyprotected. but whats most interesting is how bored i am with porn at this escalated age that i find myself in.

true life is better. usually. but movies can take us to a place where we dont usually find ourselves. but it seems to me that modern smut only wants to gross us out with their gaping orafices and messy faces and disgusting supporting actors. does anyone remember laughter?

in a perfect world an archangel will come down and whisper in my ear that its secretly ok to be the worlds greatest porno director and that i wont be shunned at the pearly gates that mars needs women but earth needs quality adult dvds.

its not that i want to live a life of excess on my mansion on the hill as snoop doggs nextdoor neighbro but if thats the way the cookie crumbles then crumble bitch, crumble.

meanwhile i guess im supposed to keep fighting crime that never stops and be there when a young girl wants to try out her christmas web cam?

one day i suppose that brown-haired girl will let me kick that football.

lets just hope the wind isnt too wicked and i get a block or two.

drawz + photo friday + mi amore

all the time and i feel bad cuz my email is terrible. i still havent hooked eudora up so im reading everything off my yahoo account and their spam filter is terrible and fuck those of you who dont understand what im talking about when i talk about hits. its not bragging, its putting things in context. guess what you get with that sort of traffic, which by the way isnt even a fraction of the traffic that what some better writers get, you get about 2,500 pieces of spam a day. i really do have to devote a fair amount of time to manage the email flow while trying to pick out the real pieces of mail.

anyway the kids write the best emails. all of it is about picking up girls. just like everything

wait a second.

its two am and 103.1 is playing bastards of young.

dear mexican radio station thats programing this clear channel radio station,

gracias.

so just like in baseball or basketball you have to know the fundamentals. and the first fundamental to getting anything you want in life particularly the attention of the weaker sex is to ignore the first hundred no’s.

and quit asking questions

would you like to go to the fair with me betty? isnt gonna get you to the damn fair.

baby im gonna get off work early on friday and pick your cute little ass up and you know what we’re gonna do

everyone loves a mystery

what?

five o’clock. pick you up here.

but i have a hair appointment.

lalalallala.

but i have to learn how to ski.

theres skiing where we’re going.

its ok to lie if youre asking a girl out.

as long as its funny.

im sorry but really id love to but i cant.

ok, 5:30

and for gods sake dont be yourself.

be someone taller.

3rd Leg + self portrait of a wishing well + kristin