being stupid sucks

landing lga

bubbles from the bus, bronx

times square

so. i have 10 million things to do , but i have wisely decided to spend my time trying to upload photos to a blog. if you see pictures, then it worked. (time well wasted) if not, then the title sticks. tomorrow is my birthday.

great exhale...

...almost there. this has been one hell of a week. and it's only wednesday. so my graphic design poster was shot down on monday. very depressing. it's one thing when you know it's shit and you're called on it, but another when you actually like something and are told it should hang in a grade school class room. totally not my intended audience. took little minnow the kitten in to get spayed on monday. she pulled out 2 of her stitches monday night so we returned to the vet. he gave us one of those awful cone collars which lasted less than 5 minutes at home. i was sure she was going to decapitate herself. too sad to watch. as of this morning we still had 6 of the 8 original stitches holding. printed my xerox transfer litho of nanny and grandpa on the beach. 1 of 4 turned out. good enough. that's all i need. failed my typography quiz. literally. but in 2 and a half hours i will be on my way to nyc! so none of this will matter. for 5 days at least.

weekend update.

so i have had 12 views since starting this thing and 11 of them were me. so hello to my audience of one. big joy re the car: a loose wire from the dome light was draining the battery and was fixed for 36 dollars and some change. this compared to the hundreds of dollars i was expecting and unknown turn around time makes me unbelievably HAPPY. and get this: i took the car in thurs pm after hours, fri afternoon it is ready for pick up. but i work until 7, can i get it saturday? no were closed this sat. but i'll just leave the keys in the ignition you can pick it up tonight and just pay us on monday. !! only in small town america. i professed my love for the entire staff of rr auto shop repeatedly... oh and other good news- a breakthrough on my graphic design project. im not sure the class or prof will like it, but i love it. we are required to pick a topic from several listed in a newsweek article : "our greatest challenges". malnutrition & hunger, economic development, human rights & religious freedom (one of my original ideas-athiesm will save us) etc. im going with the environment--you know, we're fucking it hard, lets love it a little more and bring our own bags to the grocery etc.. spotlighting my inner hippie. yuk. but cmon people it must be done. btw- big congrats to al gore, way to go boo ya an allthat much respect yo. last night was spent watching ronin, eating raviolis, and drinking (one glass too many) chianti. kind of perfect. also had one cigarette which i regret. im averaging about one a week. ronin was a little slow to get moving, but not bad. implausible car chase scene. quite ridiculous. but bajeezus i do love deniro. all eras. looking forward to more of the same tonight. peace yo

we really don't know each other that well

so i'm thinking it may be too soon for this. second post and all. but today was not the greatest day. let's start minor: i suffer from adult acne, and suffering today i am. i try to tell myself it's "cute". but it most certainly is not. at all. next. the (lithography) press was tied up in the print studio today- so no progress was made on my photo transfer litho. ..rats. decided to take care of some business between class and work, you know buy some cat litter, saline solution, whatever. and the fucking car wont start. i just bought a new battery. 2 weeks ago. ive been calling the car shop for 55 minutes and the line has been busy. for 55 minutes. i want to shove my fist thru something and vomit into it. gross.
bleh. on a different note. i went into the bathroom at work and someone had written : "mormons are the followers of satan coming soon to your home lock your doors" on the toilet paper dispenser. now what kind of ass wipe would write that.? as you know, im no champion of religion. mormon or otherwise. i truly believe it is all nonsense. but i pretty much believe you can believe in whatever you want. just dont tell me about it . and besides, everybody knows mormons dont worship satan, they worship a guy who read magic stones in a hat and some golden tablets with magic transcribing glasses.

my problem

so today at school (a university in southern utah) i had an hour between classes. i had some thumbnail sketches due in typography and my idea was to get a cup of fake starbucks coffee and sketch away in this lounge area by the cafeteria. so i get my coffee that has been sitting way too long in a thermos and notice there is a p.a. system set up and a guy gets up to give a talk. i listen. he references raymond carter, beckett, dave hickey. (!) im interested. impressed. i sit down. he's funny-reads from his book. the first story is about a church "meeting" or whatever they're called. its an insightful observation about people's hidden lives etc. tender, but not sappy. i like it. i think, maybe he's just an outside observer making insightful commentary on religious groups and their behaviors. like wild kingdom, but with mormons. then i hear it: "...my ward...". and that's it. i just lost my respect for the guy. not completely. but mostly. so that's my problem. or one of them anyway.