my cat just climbed up onto a bookshelf then puked off of it.

Title of blog?
Just happened.

I still have no photographic account of Atlantic City but at some point I will, including the retarded accident that led to cripple status.
In the meanwhile (excellent Jodeci song) lets talk about sex. (excellent S+P song)
Gross lets actually talk about the god damn hurricane from hell (or from hot south american winds??) that showed up yesterday afternoon.

The idea was to enjoy crisp cool beers at a lovely discount cost thanks to Bogdan The Prince of Copenhagen and Obscure Art. And Hats.



GoodWorld moved to Allen and Delancey and changed their name to something weird like Flying White Oysters.
This guy was having a really swell time reading the papers in a tweed suit and sneakers.



I doubt I need to clarify but he was not American. Really?!?
Truthies.

Then this happened.





All the windows and doors open and swinging, the wind blowing packs of cigarettes off of tables....
It was cinematic and invigorating.
Summer storms are a weather phenomenon that I always seem to forget about. Then they happen and they are so amazing and electric.

Stephanie came and told us a really long story.


I was tired thanks to my faggot broken arm, and they were making faces like this.

Short attention spans, not your fault Porto.



Thats better.



It was a really good first afternoon back...
Izabella is all about playing matchmaker for me. Hi, blind dates? My favorite activity behind eating a sandwich in the tub.
After Good White Oyster Fuck we went home and Liv cooked pasta and Stephanie cleaned my room.

I'm feeling lucky.

Also lucky?
Today is the 25th Anniversary of PURPLE RAIN!
Heres a little math magik.
I'm 25.
The movie musical is 25.
My sister is giving birth to my new niece today meaning...
THIS BABY WILL HAVE THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER AND I WILL THROW HER A PURPLE RAIN PARTY ON HER 25TH BDAY WHICH WILL BE THE FILMS 50TH ANNIVERSARY.

I feel like my brain might explode if I think about it.


Excitement can be too much for some people.
I really feel you Sue.

"First Item on the Docket"

One of my best friends is really cute, her name is Sam. Hi Sam.
One of my favorite things is hearing Sam laugh at me. Partly because her laugh is rad, and partly because she prompts me to be awesome naturally.
Sometimes we go places and do things, and 9 times out of 10 I embarrass her. But by the sound of the following video, she secretly loves it and her laugher rings in my ears like hells bells. Or heavens bells, whichever sounds more complimentary.



Finding this video amongst the shit overrunning my computer, I found it to be something I want to share. It was last spring, before my awesome niece Kayla Lilly Miller was birthed. Me and Sam aka Pam went on a little trip to ATL to visit fat preggo Kate. Whatever, she looked fucking cute. Note the tank top stating: "I can grow people"
The sour puss is probably because me and Sam drank giant Texas margaritas while Kate looked on longingly. Ugh pregnancy what a hassle.

Anyway, the video was from Babies R Us. That store has everything. Super rocking chairs, tiny furniture, slutty baby clothes, creepy toys, etcetera.
Now my booski Kiki Kayla is 6 months old and shes a doll and a half. She basically looks exactly like her dad who's a Good Ole Boy. They have the same hokey lazy eye. So weird and cute. She also looks just like Kate, let's hope she doesn't act like her cause my sister was an absolute tyrant. True story.
Point being....helloooooo? How did it get to be almost holiday-fam-get-together-time and how cute is that intensely magical hair tuft? Psht.