Author: Mihow

  • The go gos

    Someone, anyone, for the love of humanity and all that is still fun, bring back something like the Go-gos. Please? Thank you.

  • Beth Orton

    I am going to see Beth Orton tonight. I feel like I am 13 and I have front row tickets to see Bon Jovi.

  • Masturbation

    I worked as an AIDS project volunteer during college. Before helping we had to go through long classes so that when someone asked a question like Can I get HIV from Water Sports? you had to know what it was they were actually talking about. Someone once answered, No, the chlorine will most likely kill…

  • Pics

    Pictures from today and (2 from yesterday).

  • Of Trash, Mice and Men

    We rode in again this morning. This time the bridge nearly had me walking. It is quite steep and I began to wonder if I had the strength to pedal my ass up the damn thing. Alas, in the end, Looks like we made it! . And today I brought my camera AND its cord.…

  • Flip book

    What can I say? It’s been a very productive day . And I hear it’s hot out there. I heard via messenger in vator-down earlier, it was to be even hotter come later. Yewww reddie tah fry mah ladee? You reddie to hit the heeet? Toooday ees guna be ahot one! I wasn’t quite sure…

  • boob thingsboob things

    Sometimes I wonder if it’s just me. Do I just not get certain things? (Thanks, Tobyjoe for the images)

  • Pics

    Yesterday we saw Insomnia and went to eat at Old Devil Moon in Manhattan. Here are a few pictures.

  • Danielle

    I woke up blue, what can I say. Dreams about Robin Williams taking over Toby’s mind. My friend Danielle is finally moving to Texas and I have not called her since February or March. And I had dream about running into her the day before her departure (which I know is June, I just have…

  • God and rubber cement

    Sometimes you just gotta wonder if it’s held together by rubber cement. Somehow it works out, we’re a few steps behind (always) but it works out. When I was in school I think there were about 200 times a project would blow up, run amuck, dart like a bolt of ugly down lanny’s-gunna-kill-me-street, and I…