gadgets...

...are among us. I used to have this habit with people I no longer have contact with; an explanation would be too long to bring merit to anything in comparison to the length of time you'd leave shaking your head at me. I can't help it though; it's just in my nature to do so.

There are so many words that rhyme.
There are not so many words that rhyme with pavement.

ran out of f's

string, paint blobs, trees.



boredom ceases to exist with craft supplies and interweb radio

test your cat breed knowledge

word swappage explanations needed, here you are. a few old ones from the note-book.

a very very very late unbirthdaymasyears

of sorts. The Story of the Cat and the Horse. Look, dad, I really can write children's stories with apologetic undertones!

if the bottle fits, inhabit it

making a mountain from a molehill, I'm sure.

trash vs. time, with sock-em boppers

Decided to stay in and make art for once, holding Greg captive. I don't think he minded too much though.

more new old stuff

I haven't mentioned yet that I have a tractor fetish. Holla holla holla.