Friday, June 27, 2008
Surfing in the dead of night.
Last night I went surfing on a surfboard that was made of of paper covered in contact paper supported by a wooden dowel. It was about as tall as I am and about 3 or 4 inches wide. There was also a shark in the water (which was in my sister's bedroom and from the side looked like a day bed and from the front looked like and ocean) who was very nice, and invited me to eat smores on the beach, it was quite wonderful actually.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
You Never Get It Quite Right
If a scene is memorable, you never remember it right. It's a film lovers
paradox
paradox
Friday, June 13, 2008
Rescue Mission: Broken Parrot.
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