these arrows

direct passers-by into the site from Sunset Boulevard

Your Linguistic Profile: |
60% General American English |
25% Dixie |
15% Yankee |
0% Midwestern |
0% Upper Midwestern |
You might as well hear it now. I am Canadian. I took a silly quiz today:
Your Linguistic Profile: |
60% General American English |
30% Yankee |
10% Dixie |
0% Midwestern |
0% Upper Midwestern |


I live next door to Frederick's of Austin. There's a constant fountain that makes visitors to my house want to pee. And he's often a bad neighbor of the type to fight in the street with his boyfriend or show up at the tail end of a party with a plastic tumbler of rum. And inside his house is a collection of Sambo dolls who's irony is very much in question. And outside there are wonders:
and more:
This is my first post. I will add some more magic soon.
The sun is already up, and so, it seems am i. Not for long, but just long enough to link this maureen dowd NYTimes op-ed thingy about the president's commission on intelligence (yeah yeah). Dowd say's, among other things:
"As the commission's co-chairman, Laurence Silberman, put it:"Our executive order did not direct us to deal with the use of intelligence by policy makers, and all of us were agreed that that was not part of our inquiry."
Huh? That's like an investigation into steroids in baseball that looks only at the drug companies, not the players who muscled up."
have a look...
oh, it's probably nothing.
some photos.
some passing thoughts.
life in california,
life in general.
the blog that puts the diary
in verbal diarrhea...