the flight attendant asked if we wanted nuts & bolts, "i mean, bits & bites". i was like, NUTS YEAAH

what point this is, is that blog seems more preservationist than twitter or, as we WELL KNOW, facebook.

Drew has buyer's remorse (funny, i paid for the item) about some novelty erasers he just got. He's saying he wishes he got the one with the poop. But in the store, my son was more mature than me, saying "ewww" rather than "BAHAHAHAH POOP".

I so love the sunlit glint of the far-off seagull, wheeling against the black storm clouds. I like to think the same thing would be happening, back before we Euro-trash (semi-ha) cleared the forests for roads. Imagine the silence, imagine the noise.

Imagine the nose.