Drowning is my third favorite way to die. But, they are all good.

I have finally moved.
The apartment is really, well, empty. And big. I can't belive we had that much space.

The new place is alright. I have a much smaller room, two roomates and no internet thus far. I'm on TAD's computer next door. It's not the same. I'm trying to break my addiction to the internet but at the same time I'm fiending for it hard. I need all the useless information it has to offer, I need to check my gmail a thousand times a day.

Jane and I went to the Magnolia last night. A Scanner Darkly was great. I've never read much Philip K. Dick, a short story here or there, But I really liked the way Richard Linklatter filmed it. It was hilarious. I'm glad that cast Robert Downey Jr. and Woody Harrelson as junkies. Junkies playing junkies, blurring the lines of reality once more.

Draped across the armchair in front of the stove, in the opposite corner of the room, Mr. Farthingale spied his robe.

Who needs a house out in Hackensack? Is that what you get with your money?
- She pulled the vinyl stars from the wall as if pulling the light out of the night sky. I need more boxes.

Rock and Roll Hoochie Coo- The new house is well....it's a House of Rock and Roll. Not the HORR bar out in El Paso, but a real house, with people living there. I plan on spending most of my time recording many of the projects I have seeme do surround myself with. People at Borders always ask me when I have time to sleep, and the general answer is always when I get a chance.
New York State of Mind- Our trip to New York is coming up quicker than I can think. There's just a few things I want to see piled on top of the general things(Empire State Building, MOMA). I'd like to go to CBGB's, McSweeney's, and Central Park. At least a little bit of it. Last time I was there we just kind of, well,looked at it from across the way. It looked nice.

What's with all the Billy Joel?

My dog didn't bark but sniffed their crotches; maybe they had been somewhere interesting.

Work is the grand cure of all the maladies and miseries that ever beset mankind- Sometimes I sit and wonder what a "normal" job is. I think I had one, once upon a time ago. I've been working in and around the MHMR field for going on seven years soon. Explaining it to people I see their reactions as a mix of horror and fear, or the ladle out the praise: You're such a good person. I could never do what you do. Yes. Yes you can. You just have to really have to drop preconceived norms and go with it.

It was a dark and stormy night, and all you could make out was a lighthouse along side the road- The joke that has been forbidden has risen again. I had a request for the lighthouse joke twice today. Once by a customer who had only overheard the middle part.Actually, I'm getting sick of it. But I have a new joke now. A better, more powerful one.

Um, so, are you like in a band?- Someone asked me that today while eyeing my tattoos. I should have told them I was something more ordinary, like a Snakecharmer. Because that's what's right underneath "being a member of a band" on the job scale. Yes, I'm in a band. And yes, we play these two shows this month:
July 15th @ RGRS in Denton:

Las Munequitas de Muerte
1) Man Factory
2) The Pebble that Saved the World
3) Blackheart Society
4) Art Howe

July 31@ J&J's Pizza in Denton:
The Pebble That Saved The World
Sarah Reddington
Fire Don't Care
No City