Author: Mihow

  • I feel like cardboard.

    Take it away, internet people.

  • Fluff

    Ever wake up feeling totally inspired? Today, I woke up feeling rejuvenated – it’s a good thing, too. Today is our busiest day yet. Nuts. I’d like to begin by setting a few things straight, however. Toby and I are not separated. I am here making money. That is all. I miss him dearly. I…

  • Cahrazee

    The last few days, I have felt rather out of sorts. Tucked someplace between crazy, excitable, and totally confused.

  • Wanna grow up to be – be a debator, debator

    I am not a fan of reality television. I haven’t ever been a fan of reality television. I have yet to sit through an entire episode of The Real World. I never been into Big Brother. And I have no desire to watch a bunch of over-done-up ex sorority babes figure out which closeted gay…

  • Jack And Bobby

    I was flipping thru the channels recently and I hit the WB and noticed an ad for Jack and Bobby. On that advertisement, they were playing the Secret Machines. I am not sure why I was surprised. I mean, they are a fantastic band. I said so before but I still found it odd. One…

  • Partying, What's Your Price For Strife

    Last week, while TobyJoe was here, we went out a lot. And like most people who go out a lot, we drank a lot, too. And I didn’t feel so great come Saturday when I dropped him off at the airport. After a week of staying out late, waking up early and drinking booze, one…

  • Mihow's Mug

    I thought this might be a nice thing to share with the rest of you. Remember the Macromedia Article I wrote on the a beginner’s guide to its drawing tools? I have received quite a bit of feedback. (Keep them coming, positive or negative. I need to learn from this.) Along with the numerous insults…

  • Longing

    So I was just looking through one of Soung’s Dwell magazines and there was this picture of San Francisco. And I sort of missed it all of a sudden. Kind of interesting. Sort of. Maybe not really. I find myself missing Glennwood Springs, Colorado every now and again and we were only there for 14…

  • All is good

    It’s 3 a.m. My boy landed. I am on lap top writing from a front porch. I’m a little tipsy. Dogs bark. sirens chime. Cars pass. Doors shut. There’s a pre rain mist. Crickets are screaming a new history. I love so much. I know so little.

  • Bedrock, Bush, Booze and Girls Who Like Girl Boobs

    Last night, Soung, Toby, Missy, Matt and I headed up to Bedrock to watch “The Game” aka the debate. I wrote a massive commentary about it within the framework of my very own cranium, but have decided to leave the “good political talk” with those who are known for it and/or good at it. But,…