a good one.

tomorrow's earth day, so maybe try to waste things just a little less than usual. i will. deal?

i wonder...

i don't live in the nicest part of town. i find it reassuring and a bit heartwarming that kids are kids--no matter where they live.



i found this at a gas station near my house...the one where where crackheads are always trying to talk me into or out of something...no place for drawings. no place for kids.

a hipster by any other name...

sometimes--or rather most times--i'm on the internet searching for an answer. sometimes it's work related research, sometimes it's a goal-less curiosity, and sometimes wish fulfillment. but it's never a particularly concise or tidy visit. one question leads to another, which in turn leads to another. the same reason it's never quick is the same reason i have a practical fear of the dictionary. there's lot's of good stuff in there, and once i start asking questions, it's really hard to stop. one tidbit i came across recently reminded me of an old favorite, only this one provides a new answer.

do hipsters look the same everywhere?

answer.