been a long time, i shouldn't've left you.
Storm and coffee. i feel like i don't remember how to write, which implies at some point i could. sirens wail from the vocal chords of a 5 years, yes... Evan is now 5. he's a quip little shit his father. somehow i talked him into eating an egg. my morning is accomplished, and i haven't even finished my first cup of coffee. gotta go - kids have pictures and my breathe reeks, i can taste my own bad breath and i didn't even smoke cigarettes last night. i did watch bond, and of course feel inadequate.
a fight almost broke out between the 2 yr old and the 5 yr old. over eggs. that neither of them wanted. i have restored the peace by encouraging them to share... i'm on fucking fire right now. i'm quitting while i'm a head. pictures to come for your radical enjoyment soon.
i got a laptop, and it was free... i pimped out the keyboard and installed a battery - it's the shit. it's rockin. not it's not an i-whatever - but i'm happy to have friends willing to gift a friend someone else's old computer shit. it's awesome. they get a bottle of japanese whiskey - Hakashu. not a bad trade if i do say so myself.
miles davis pandora.
I made the older one say miles davis b/c i thought it was important he knew the name.
it's raining right now, and it's almost perfect... we've missed you rain - please stay in Austin a little longer.
DNG
