this week i

give you california secessionists the middle finger.  stay and fight, you cowards.  north america would be one nation if i were king.

made a gin and tonic.

slept with a christian girl.  i heated up some supermarket freezer-section turkey cordon bleu patties in mozzarella and spaghetti sauce and called the result emergency chicken parmesan.  she made me wait while she said grace, the next day i sent her this photo as divine retribution.

intuit there's no french word for yield.

walk, too hot to run.