My mother has my son for the moment. Here's a scene that transpired in her living room today:

Saville, fresh from the bath was sitting on the couch naked. My mom noticed he was leaning over and grumbling. She asked he what he was doing. He said, "I'm so frustrated. I can't reach."
She said, "You can't reach what?"
He said, "My penis. I want to drink out of it."










Sometimes I wonder if I am fit to mother.

I keep burning my mouth on hot food items. I guess I'll never learn to slow down. Tonight, after it removed a third of my tatsebuds with its searing heat, I used a tatertot to write your name in steam on my windshield. Tomorrow I'll check to see if it left a mark on either place-- my tongue or my window.

Sometimes I get bummed when I realize that there's no chance I can run into Weezy at the club.

things

Things that are frustrating:
*paying rent
*fauxhawks
*adults who like Twilight
*losing my checkbook
*abstinence
*poverty

An idea for an ipad slogan:
THE FUTURE IS HERE
(I'm still bored)

I just like this

It's alive! I don't remember now who makes it, which is rude, I know.