Fat Free Milk

I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas.

2/28/06

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Yo Te Llamo, Madre Cass... I swear, the alcohol's eating away at my already-atrophied brain. Some mornings there are Word documents that...
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2/27/06

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I Just Bought The Powers Definitive Hardcover And The DEMO Trade... Anyway. Just read this on Warren Ellis' Bad Signal mailing list. (I ...
2/25/06

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Malone Shoots Fellow Hunter... It sucks to be stuck in a body and not be able to just float around freely like some kind of creative Santa ...
2/22/06

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My Life As A Comic... First time that I told jokes on stage was after high school in 1993. I was with friends at The Comedy Store in Los Ang...
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Those Def Jam Fighting Video Games Would Be Fun To Play... I feel like a dork listening to Snoop in the office. I will not nod my head to th...

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A Lack Of Color, A Little Soul, A Mess Of Blues... Girlfriend cries out I stop typing .... ... .. . Honey what's wrong? Look at all thes...

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This book is made up, of course, but the story I had Bonnie tell actually happened in real life - in the death house of a penitentiary in Ar...
2/20/06

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Oscar And Felix Should’ve Worked More... In the last three days my girlfriend and I have barely seen each other. Roommates see each other m...

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My stupidity is purposeful and extremely well crafted... I dreamt that my friend’s mother and her mother’s friend had read this website and ...
2/16/06

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So, say that you made ten bucks an hour somewhere. Anywhere. What’s that break down to? I’m horrible at math, but what would every ten minut...
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