silence is a rorschach

Yeah, so its been a long time since my last post. I'd like to say its because I've been busy, which I have, but thats not why. This blog is getting increasingly depressing to me. It needs a new direction, but until I can think of one, here are some highlights from the past two weeks:

* In the wake of Barry White's passing, my family and I made a pilgramage to his childhood home, Vanhorn, Texas. Incidentally, while there we ran into my Sister from Arizona and pilfered her dog.
* I got hit on by a creepy black guy while waiting for a bus. It made me feel like a piece of meat and I liked it.
* I almost bought a motorcycle (83' Yamaha Virago Midnight Special) but got beat out by some other asshole by like 15 minutes.
* I've begun studying the sexy art of card sharping in hopes of gaining enough skill in games of chance to trounce all the chawbacons.
* I think I'm going to take this class to overcome my chronic emotional constipation. Maybe this one too.

- rs

west of my future

Man have I been mostly busy lately...working two jobs while still finding time for debauchery is no easy task, but I'm making significant gains... Its especially difficult considering my bondage to public transportation. I did some car shopping with my manic depressive parents but it just turned into a frustrated mess, pushing me toward something I've been considering for a long time: getting a motorcycle. Before I had a chance to realise how bad of an idea this is, I hastily signed up for a rider training course. An investment of money usually helps to force me to stick with something... At any rate, taking the course taught me how to ride and gets me out of having to take the riding test at the DMV. Now I just have to buy a bike. I predict something horrible coming out of all of this, but I don't care. Love, Schlickdaddy.