it's like this

lately i haven't felt much like writing about serious personal stuff here, but that doesn't mean i haven't been thinking about it. ( actually, i've been thinking about it a lot. )

on the other hand, i love my bank. it's a small bank with only eight branches, all on the SF penisula, but in the almost nine years since i've had my account with them, they've never once made a mistake. the tellers greet me by name and make conversation. today another customer came in with a toddler, and one of the tellers who wasn't busy stamped his hand with a Mickey Mouse image, lifted him up onto the counter, and asked him how old he was. he was too entranced by the Mickey Mouse stamp to reply, however -- he just sat there crooning "Mickey Mouse! Mickey Mouse!" over and over, much to the amusement of all; when i left, four tellers and two customers were gathered around chatting about the weather and playing with the kid while his grandmother made a deposit.

Pacifica is a wonderful place to live.

in other news

i got a postcard from Kludge, from Amsterdam. i think i have finally deciphered what it actually says, but what it looks like it says is:

Mothin, lihe dci~, adnoid when we dechie nan.

i think it actually says, "Nothing like being abroad when we declare war."

craigslist follies

(and no, i'm not reading them seriously. i'm avoiding work.)

you better hurry cause it's going fast

I can't just settle for any old piece of ass

YET HE CAN MEALT MY ICE-BOX WITH HIS HOT LATIN TONGUE

If you can build a sand castle in the shape of a vagina...

this one is just flat out strange

craigslist follies, cont'd

I AM YOUR LOVE MAKING SUPER HERO!!!

he's not a poet, and doesn't know it

have tattoo, need matching girl