"now i've got my foot back. that's all i wanted."

so this guy - "an artist, occasional hip-hop emcee, and recovering meth addict" - keeps his foot in a bucket (right) on his friend's porch. i cannot possibly do the story justice by re-telling it here, so feel free to follow the link and read it yourself. (courtesy of noel).

morning wood

certain victims of hurricane emily are apparently coping with the devastation of the storm by practicing their pocket pool. (notice man in foreground, left)

if this offends you, try being the lady in the yellow shirt next to him.

Mugshot Mania

The Smoking Gun: Archive

an enjoyable collection of 15 mugshots from no-name individuals who possess an uncanny ability to be photogenic in all the wrong ways. points for the guy with the shaved head mullet.

abandonment issues

today i learned that yet another individual whom i have admired for their therapeutic abilities will be withdrawing from my current circle of influence. aside from various supervisors at work, today's announcement signifies the loss of a second supervisor at my internship as well.

perhaps the aspect of this departure that is most odd (and troubling) is that i have felt in myself a "hardening" toward these losses, as if my psyche is attempting to guard against any pain that may result from the abandonment it feels.

also interesting in this situation is the realization that all of the departures have actually occured at a beneficial time in my life, or at least at a point where change is imminent and expected anyway. perhaps the change feels odd to me because i was expecting to be the one leaving these people, not the one being left.

boredom breeds creativity

some mind find it odd, or trivial, or contrite, or stupid, or whatever to paint one's lawnmower, and it's a point well taken, i assue you. but, if you're going to have to use an old, cranky mower, then i deem it necessary to make the most of what you've got.

ultra-conservatives, unite!

WholesomeWear

glad to know that my mind can be free of impure thoughts when visiting this website full of young women wearing swimsuits. we'll label it NSFW (not safe for wussies)

i need a side of ranch, please

if you haven't already seen it, this is the winner of the "ugliest dog in the world" contest:

to be completely honest, i'm not entirely sure this thing won't suck out your soul.

i figure that either the hits on my blog will either jump dramatically in the coming days, or completely stop all together.

you mean i can blog for free?

i pay a monthly fee to have my own domain, which i signed up for with the full intention of using it as both a personalized email service and an online journal. worked great, for a time, until i got busy with school and decided it wasn't worth the effort. then this country went blog-crazy, and suddenly it became waay easier to just post on here from wherever i may be. so, indeed, i signed up for my own little blog.

in all reality, i will probably crap out on this, too, eventually. but, with some hope, i can aid joe and tyler in griping about work, if nothing else. i mean, hell, it's not like i have anything else to do...