January 2007
7 posts
Audrey's future
When you look at this picture do you see the face of an innocent child, who is oblivious to how she has her whole life stretching out before her? A child who’s sole purpose in life is to frolic and play with her friends- a list that includes the two cats and her stuffed toy “monkey”? Perhaps you do, and I wouldn’t blame you. If I had seen this picture without the benefit...
Pats Tattoo
My new tattoo even makes drinking milk look bad ass. Since I took this by myself, I couldn’t take a close-up picture of the tattoo. So, if you can’t tell what it is- it’s a monkey, wearing a little fez while holding a pipe and hanging from a stick. It isn’t much help since it’s fuzzy, but here’s a close-up. Not much of a story. I went to see a guy I used to...
Audrey at J and K
Got my tattoo today, and I’m loving it. I’m not putting a picture of it up until it heals a little bit and doesn’t look so disgusting. Instead, I’ll put this sweet picture of Audrey eating snacks at Jon and Kristy’s house instead. Considering how sick I’ve been all week, I’ve had a pretty full schedule. First I did the podcast with my sister and the...
I was a guest on the Feminine Hijinx podcast
And it was good times. I told myself that I wasn’t going to listen, but the fear that I made a total ass out of my self drove me to listen to it anyway. I got about halfway through and felt secure that I didn’t come off like a total dork. So that was settled, but now I feel worse because my voice isn’t as awesome as I thought it was. In my head, which is filled with ringing and...
God Boy
See this guy? Look at him. The bald head, the boots, the hat, the little coat- What volume level do you think this guy talks at? Quitely? In that outfit? No, he talks loud. And talks a lot. I sat next to this guy, and a woman he had come to the Carabou with for two of the five hours I had to sit there. My computer hasn’t been working, and I need it to work since I’m supposed to be...
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Malachi
He marveled at the blotches of gray and white feathers that crept around Malachi’s little body. His head, small and aerodynamic, darted from left to right as if to cast a protective eye.
“So you say he will protect me?” Terry asked.
“Absolutely.” The kindly looking old man behind the counter replied. His bleach-blue eyes peeking out playfully from behind the folds...
Me and my Grandma
Here’s another scan of a family photo. Not that anyone but a select few will care, but I just put it up on flickr, and I haven’t taken a picture with my camera in a while to slap up in here. My life has been pretty uneventful in the last few weeks, except for the fact that I’ve been calculating and planning on my mid-life crisis tattoo with a type of intensity that hasn’t...