two things you do with your fingers.

Namely, vote:

"I look at these people and can't quite believe that they exist. Are they professional actors? I wonder. Or are they simply laymen who want a lot of attention? To put them in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parks it beside my seat. "Can I interest you in the chicken?" she asks. "Or would you prefer the platter of shit with bits of broken glass in it? To be undecided in this election is to pause for a moment and then ask how the chicken is cooked."

- Author David Sedaris, on undecided voters

...and play the piano:



I'm having a posting struggle lately. I'll post something interesting and personal again soon.

Probably.

Charity :)

Oakland Cemetary, early October 2008

Photos coming soon. I made a slideshow with iPhoto but the image quality was terrible so now I have to do it in Picasa. And frankly, I'm in the middle of watching Lost, so it will have to wait.

(See how I've started prioritizing my needs? Motto bene.)

Charity :)

i was never a fan of the rocky movies.

here's why:


"i mean...come on." (a la cartman. i was a fan of south park.)

oh, and speaking of south park... i mean, sponge bob square pants... oh, and foul language...