Archives for July, 2007
Tuesday, July 17th, 2007
The lathe.
I belive that if I owned a lathe, I would spend my days whittling logs of wood into toothpicks all day. There’s something soothing about the rythym and progression that holds my attention at geat legnths. If or when I go crazy, that’s what I’ll be doing all day.
Fryday
Thursday, July 12th, 2007
If your neighbor is noisy, at least they’re nice.
This Is Where It All Happens
Monday, July 9th, 2007
This is where I will relay deep, intellectual thoughts. This is where I’ll share awe-insiring photographs with meaningfull purpose.This is where I’ll rant and rave about my life, your life, and our life.
Welcome aboard!