I met a young woman whose body was burning.

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 21:43:01 GMT

Dear Diary,

I'm back.

Love,
Melissa

EVOLUTION.

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 18:02:19 GMT

Charles Darwin's son George was an astronomer who believed the moon was created by molten lava that had been sucked into the atmosphere. Frances Cornford (his granddaughter.) wrote the following poem:

O fat white woman whom nobody loves,
Why do you walk through the fields in gloves…?

EVOLUTION.

Sun, 31 Aug 2008 21:32:11 GMT

Regaining the feeling in my fingertips.

Sat, 19 Jul 2008 07:52:11 GMT

Tue, 08 Jul 2008 00:57:10 GMT

http://mytaht.blogspot.com/

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 16:41:03 GMT

Pryings.

Acconci
by AQ1331

The heavy breath? The close tussle? The whites of Kathy Dillon's eyes?
Does anyone else feel like they need a hug after watching this?
The intensity of this video is brilliant. Every moment is brimming with claustrophobia and frenzy, as it holds you in uncomfortable suspense of the conclusion to this confrontation. While there isn't a moment in which there is the threat of a raised hand, the bizarre violation Acconci inflicts upon Dillon is enough to expose his persistent action as a manifestation of violence. Furthermore, her futile attempt to resist his grasp leaves you with the exacerbating emotional burden of her impotence.
We get it, Acconci: fashion tasers, ladies.

Hello, Mangrovers!

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 07:14:46 GMT

Here are a few sketches I feel are potential T-shirt designs. I apologize for the quality of the pictures. I only have a camera phone to work with. If there are any you guys are particularly interested in: I can try to get some better pictures. Some of these are really rough and need some serious cleaning up, but I'm sure you can image them reworked. Please keep in mind the inclusion of the logo, as well. Some of these would look best drawing the logo, or the name, in my opinion.

Also! Ashley- you know how I feel about your doodles. You should submit some of them for T-shirts, too. I would buy that t-shirt, for sure. :)
We could also talk to other local artists, as well.

We'd need to ask Miss Kellie Gouda for permission to use this one (Kellie? What do you think?) But, it's one of my favorite things. (rediscovered in a highschool journal) :

Thu, 05 Jun 2008 05:13:38 GMT

I've been having trouble with my AIM screen name. I also made the mistake of making it too available. So! I've made a new one:

DearJohnOhLetHer

I'd jack a puppy for a free piece of pizza pie.

Mon, 20 Aug 2007 03:36:49 GMT

Mustache Andrew giving Dan the 1-2.My hair bets Andrew's face

Fri, 15 Jun 2007 20:01:18 GMT

Thanks to Gina and Rick for documenting! Also, for serenading me on my birthday. This year I've recieved some of the most thoughtful gifts I could hope for, and suprises in my mailbox. I also got to spent the day with some of the most genuine people I know.
"Don't be afraid of growing older, because you're growing older with me!"
I had a very very very happy birthday.
Pool party. Sorry.

Fri, 04 May 2007 06:41:54 GMT

Tue, 10 Apr 2007 17:37:30 GMT

Fri, 22 Dec 2006 18:29:09 GMT

The Bagpipe Who Didnt Say No

Sun, 24 Sep 2006 17:01:12 GMT

It was nine o'clock at midnight at a quarter after three
When a turtle met a bagpipe on the shoreside by the sea,
And the turtle said, "My dearie,
May I sit with you? I'm weary."
And the bagpipe didn't say no.

Said the turtle to the bagpipe, "I have walked this lonely shore,
I have talked to waves and pebbles--but I've never loved before.
Will you marry me today, dear?
Is it 'No' you're going to say dear?"
But the bagpipe didn't say no.

Said the turtle to his darling, "Please excuse me if I stare,
But you have the plaidest skin, dear,
And you have the strangest hair.
If I begged you pretty please, love,
Could I give you just one squeeze, love?"
And the bagpipe didn't say no.

Said the turtle to the bagpipe, "Ah, you love me. Then confess!
Let me whisper in your dainty ear and hold you to my chest."
And he cuddled her and teased her
And so lovingly he squeezed her.
And the bagpipe said, "Aaooga."

Said the turtle to the bagpipe, "Did you honk or bray or neigh?
For 'Aaooga' when your kissed is such a heartless thing to say.
Is it that I have offended?
Is it that our love is ended?"
And the bagpipe didn't say no.

Said the turtle to the bagpipe, "Shall i leave you, darling wife?
Shall i waddle off to Woedom? Shall i crawl out of your life?
Shall I move, depart and go, dear--
Oh, I beg you tell me 'No' dear!"
But the bagpipe didn't say no.

So the turtle crept off crying and he ne'er came back no more,
And he left the bagpipe lying on that smooth and sandy shore.
And some night when tide is low there,
Just walk up and say, "Hello, there,"
And politely ask the bagpipe if this story's really so.
I assure you, darling children, the bagpipe won't say "No."
-Shel Silverstein

Fri, 10 Mar 2006 07:15:14 GMT

.Cannibals Only.