Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Internet Stuff

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Childhood Part II

I don't think I'm quite grown. I mean, I don't have a real job, I still prefer teenager food, and listen to loud rock music from the current decade. (Previous post excepted.)

Childish as I may be, I am a daddy and I enjoy showing my 4 year old daughter the things I enjoyed when I was legitimately immature. This one is from a recent trip to Rock Eagle 4H Center in my old home town of Eatonton, GA.

By the way, I took the picture with a super cheap Chinese toy camera (Holga) that has been heavily hacked to make it even worse than it was when it came out of the box.

Daughter in the Door
Rock Eagle 4H Center, Eatonton, Georgia

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Hope Springs Eternal

I love it when something dawns on me. You know, when you finally figure out one of those nagging questions that seem to have no answer. Well, I finally understand why the Rolling Stones have so many ardent fans.

I grew up in a time when the Stones were singing "Start Me Up" and other very forgettable songs, which I have obviously forgotten. (Although I do vaguely remember something about standing in a doorway.) Marc Climie played a Stones classic from the 60's "Paint It, Black" for me. It's so clear now. Once a band does something great, people hold on to hope that they will eventually get it right again. Hope is a powerful thing; it has sold millions of records for Mick.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Children of the Eighties

In the 80s and 90s, children of the 60s counterculture movement rose to power. They brought with them their anti-morality and collectiveist mentality - a la the Clintons. (Please forgive the crudity.)

Now the children of the 80s get their revenge. They will bring with them the idea that all spellings should be cutified. For example, the letter "i" should be replaced by the letter "y" whenever posible.

It begins with street names. How long will it be before we buy our car tags at Cyty Hall and check out books from the Lybrary? You will get your car tagz at the Kourthaus.

Friday, January 13, 2006

Help Me Shave my Head

You know, it's been about 37 years since anyone has seen my scalp. I figure it's about time to see what it looks like.

I am about 95% convinced to do it - I just need some help making up that last 5%.

So, if you want me to shave my head, give me a good reason. Donate $1000 to my church or send 100 phone cards to soldiers... something significant. If you want, you can have the hair in a bag. I'll post a picture of the big haircut, and a picture every few days as my hair returns.