LOOOOOOOSEY...

I'm HOOOOOOOME.

Well, late last night anyway. I woke up today with that disorienting "duh, what hotel is this?" feeling you get.

Yesterday morning I saw dinosaurs eating Union soldiers, and a fiberglass mold of Michael Keaton's screaming face. Pics are being resized and uploaded by J. as we speak!

Writer's Block: Makeover! Or: Creepy Crawlies

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I like the way I look, but I might put the white streaks back in my hair (haven't chunk bleached since...1996? I think?) so I could do the Kool-aid thing every few weeks again. Oh, and I need some new clogs. Either boiled wool felt with ribbon trim or painted leather ones with tulips and/or distelfinks.

Yesterday I inhaled a bug. I coughed and hacked and finally ptooed out a big bug lugie at a dinosaur. Yes, a dinosaur. Dino did not care because she was fiberglass.