Ready to wrestle with his mean face on.

Just me and the boy at a saturday wrestling tournament. 

Seriously. I came a little.

1st picture: heaven
2nd picture: where normal people would stop.
3rd picture: fuck yeah.

Thank you GATES BBQ in Kansas City, MO.

Ahh Kansas City. The heartland of my heart.

At least when Butch travels he goes to seaworld. Jerk.

"Kids Movies"

Dreamworks: I'm an ogre who farts. And I fell in love. Pixar: I'm a man who fell in love, made a promise to her, but grew old. Now I have flown my house across the world and had an adventure to keep that promise. And on the way I discovered the reason for it all. Hmmm.... I love that hopping lamp.

Ahh, hypocrisy. The nectar of old age.

I am now returning from my self-imposed isolation to layeth down the smack. I have spent my Christmas Break (sorry, semester break), or as I like to call it my "annual violation of the ideals set forth in the United States constitution" doing my best to not give a fuck about the rest of the world. I haven't checked my email more than once a week, I have largely ignored text messages from anyone I don't consider a close friend and even those I have been slow to answer. And phone calls (which I always hate) I have tried not to answer. The end result of all this is that I have been pretty happy. I am increasingly sure that I was meant to be more like my dad hiding from the future in his turn of the last century apartment filled with books.

But now here I am back at work for the fits and starts of the spring semester. And I have to do all this communicating. I find myself loathe to do it, but a little more psychologically ready for the task. I wonder how confused everyone will be when I try to TALK to them about stuff rather than just send them an email. I'm actually pretty sure it won't work and I will have to slip back into the "old" new ways. But at least when I finally slip back into the digital age, I will have more porn to tide me over. Well, like all techno-phobes, I should stop writing my blog and answer some emails.