You can't talk to me like that! I was in the NFL.

This morning I had this dream...

I was standing outside my apartment, which looked nothing like my actual apartment. It was more decayed and neglected. I was standing barefoot on wet ground after it had rained. I was wrapped in a blanket that I used to sleep in growing up. There was this little kitten on the ground all sopping wet and pathetic. It was batting away at this pile of leaves trying to get bugs to come out so it can eat them. I don't know why but I kept looking at the thing. I really don't like cats but still I was curious about what it was going to do about getting something to eat. I kept looking at me like I should help it. but I was just disgusted by the damn thing. I was really mean to this thing and just stood there watching. After a while it got up on it's hind legs like a little person and picked up a stick. It's started to beat away at the pile of leaves and look around to see if it could get something out. Nothing came out and then it went back on it's paws. It came closer to me and I batted it away from my now wet blanket. It looked up at me and started to howl like a puppy. I must have been thinking "I'd sure like this thing if it was a puppy", because, it started to morph into little black puppy. It was dry.



BRB need to dry laundry.

Alright, I'm back.

Today seemed really long. I had to work, then run errands. Bout it.
I'm traveling tomorrow back to Denver. I'm pretty excited still. I haven't been home for christmas in like two years. Kinda sucks. So that'll be fun.


Saw Juno tonight with Ian. I hated it at first. Starts with cheesy voice over of some quirky little line that's supposed to intrigue me. It's full of hipster references and smarmy, masturbatory bullshit. But, once you get through all that, which is hard, you'll realize that it's a damn fine movie. I wanted to walk out and say "good grief". Then you find that all the references and quirk all make sense with these characters and that if you really look at it, our lives are derived from movies and pop culture, so the characters ring true, as far as people i've known and also how i've conversed. I found myself so annoyed with the main character, but as much as you hate her through most of the movie you realize she's just dealing with things the way she knows how. God, the more I think about it I really like it. The movie showed me something about myself that I think I wasn't ready to see. Or had no idea. Behind all of our bullshit posturing and consciously created, insecure "lifestyles", there are people. Real people. You have to sift through the bullshit in order to find the reality. It's something very far beyond words.

I didn't like the music, or the use of. Felt a lot like Garden State. But, I got over that. There are some great fucking scenes in this thing. See it if you can.


Here's the gift I was working on the other night. I gave it to Ian tonight. I was so freaking happy to finally be able to give something back. He's a good friend.



I printed it out on this glossy card stock. I wish I could make a career out of making fake movie posters. It's so much easier that renting equipment and making a real cheesy movie to make a real cheesy poster.

Ian loves a good down and dirty action flick (who doesn't). So I thought i'd put him in one with his hero. The credits are somewhat of an inside joke.

Matty's here playing guitar.

(three hours later)

Whew.......


Matty is a powerhouse of conversation. Probably on my top five list of people who I love to converse with. Which also mean. Time has gotten away from me and i'm cutting this one short.

Talk to you tomorrow.