here i sit, at dan's house, here for the weekend. we just ordered a pizza from mario at gino's. after going to a party with dan with a bunch of the grand rapids crowd, i need to see dirty pretty things again, and make dan watch it with me. ...it is wonderfully painful to see debauchery done so well.





completely (kinda) unrelated, last saturday, i took and passed my motorcycle driving test, while i was sitting on my bike in the parking lot before the test, a little blonde 3 year-old and her 4 year-old brother meandered toward me, he exclaimed, "you've got a nice motorcycle!" and then she pointed at the emblem on my saddle bags and said, "hawk" then he said, "no, that's a goose" then she said, "what's a goose?" then i said, "it's an eagle." then she said, "ohhh, that rhymes with seagull."