Darth Hippie's Personal Transport

"I find your lack of faith is bummin' me out, man. You dig?"

Very Important Numbers

Many muches.

All of it.

257.

One million hundred.

Does you need me to kill you? You will like.*




*Okay, this one isn't really a number. But it's still important.

I think I've Found My New Favorite Restaurant

With. Always with jelly beans.

Living The Life Unexpected

I work days and Julie works nights, so we sometimes only get a few minutes together in a 24-hour period. Not fun, but you make the most of the time you do have. The other day I got home at the usual time, and Julie was taking a shower before going to work at the usual time. So I stand in bathroom doorway and we talk about nothing of any particular importance.

And then she took the showerhead down (it's one of those with a flexible hose), pulled back the curtain, and sprayed me! With absolutely no provocation or justification!

There were some obscenities. Some name calling. And a lot of hysterical laughing.

My parents observed when they came down to visit a month ago how I've come alive again, after years of slowly dying inside. It's because I get to spend my life laughing again, instead of just surviving.

And then of course we had to have the "I don't want to go to work" conversation. It's pretty routine, but she always finds a way to keep it fresh.

"I don't wanna go to work. I gonna quit my job."

"You're gonna do it, huh?"

"Yeah. You think there's a lot of demand for big overweight prostitiutes with double masectomies?"

"WHAT? Oh, hell no. Even if I thought there was, do you think I would tell you that there was?"

"Don't be such a big baby. You're not getting any tonight, but someone might as well."

One never knows what will come out of Julie's mouth. And I love it.