i'm having a one-spoon day.

and i have to wash the spoon between uses. and it's only a teaspoon.

in totally unrelated news, the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster needs your help!

a couple of things

1. when the hell did white trash become hip? is nothing sacred? first they made female musicians hip, until all the decent female musicians had been replaced with Folger's Crystals. then it was hip to be a geek, until all the real geeks had been replaced with Folger's Crystals. and now it's hip to be white trash[1]. of course, they'll have to replace us with Starbucks, since by extension Folger's Crystals will inevitably also become hip.
   
2. someone in my neighborhood has acquired one of those musical car horns we all remember so fondly from the 80s and which are still popular in places like Redwood City. it plays "La Cucaracha." well, actually it plays approximately every other note of "La Cucaracha," which is even worse.
   
3. yesterday i expressed my concern to my psychiatrist over the number of psych meds i'm taking with very little, if any, improvement. he said, "let's try upping your dosage of lithium."
   
4. somebody buy me this belt buckle. madbodger, here's one for you.
   
5. Fellini film. Anita Ekberg. Cat.

[1] trust them to wait till years after i junked my El Camino. i can't catch a goddamn break. maybe lots of people will get caught up in the fad and buy trailers, and i can get a great deal when the bubble bursts...?