In memory of dino, I would love to get this shirt.
Too bad I am penniless.


I dreamt last night that my brother Justin got married.
I got an invitation in the mail. He was marrying a cute straight-haired brunette with glasses.
Only to find out on the invitation that the marriage ceremony was being held over the phone, and the reception was on a putt putt course. "So like my brother", I thought. (Even though Justin, a quadripalegic, isn't even able to play putt-putt golf.)



Listen to, Emilana Torrini, "lifesaver".