we go walking in the park and reminiscing...

Good god! I need a personal secretary to manage all my projects. And I need a personal architect to build an addition to my apartment so I have more room for all my art materials and ME. My home is bulging at the seams and me brain it's bursting - in a good way. Lots of fun to be had at Nervousness and ATCard forums and I've also initiated my own deco LMAO (land mail art object)! I didn't know it was a 'deco' until talking with a hostess at ATC. It's a small journal I purchased at the local university art store after my friend Jax sniffed 'em out. There are several of us, home and abroad, who will add to it and pass it on and then it'll come home to me all purty and deco'd. COOL HUH?!

Some updates over at my Screaming Memes Gallery should you care to have a gander!

Am still learning HTML but haven't had too much awfully lot of time to devote to that. Anyone ever see that early 80s show Whiz Kids? I wanted to be like one of them, geeked out and hacking into mainframes.

Am craving salt and grease. My coworker, Charity, and I were discussing heater lamp food and convenience store victuals on friday:
"Yeah, the mozarella sticks...you go to Denny's with your girlfriends and you get the sampler, two with onion rings and one with fries and then you get that array of dips...and even when the sticks have gelled, they are still soooo good - in fact they might even be better."

"Yeah or you go to Kar Kwik (in Utah, where I grew up) after work and get the all-day-long-under-the-heater-lamp beef (maybe, who knows) burrito, deep fried, with JO JOs!!"

"oh GOD yes, when you're teenager you LIVE on jo jos, maybe a glob of coleslaw on the side for your vegetable serving.."

"But don't forget the Slurpees...it's gotta be cola or rootbeer..."

"Nah, pink lemonade! and when it wasn't in the machine, it's was like, a wasted trip! and then they'd have the lame-ass flavors like pina colada or some damned obscurity - they need a standard cherry which everyone will like instead of pina freakin' colada.."

"yeah, yeah - and you scooped them out with those spoon shovel straws!"

"uh uh and they're so sharp on the outside that you'd cut the corners of your mouth every time"

"totally - but they went SO well with cigarettes..."

"way - and you'd sit in your mother's hot car slurping away with one arm hanging out the open window with your cigarette so you wouldn't stink up her car and your arm would get all hot and rashy from resting on the burning door..."

Good times.