textbook humor:

"If you stood in direct sunlight on Mercury, you would hear your spacesuit's cooling system cranking up to top speed as it tried to keep you cool. Daytime temperatures can exceed 800F.... If you stepped into shadow on Mercury or took a walk at night, with no atmosphere to distribute heat, your spacesuit heaters would strufflt to keep you warm. The surface can cool to -280F. Nights on Mercury are bitter cold. Don't go to Mercury in a cheap spacesuit."

Seeds, Michael A. The Solar System. 6th ed. Belmont: Thomson Brooks/Cole, 2008. Print.

thanks for the advice.

tx is an artist and poet.

he and i frequent all of denton's coffee houses.

coffee homes.

we always hug, but rarely speak. it's a nice relationship we have. despite our lack of socializing, we typically share a table. i pretend not to notice that he sings under his breathe... but i like it.

quite comforting for such a chaotic night.

coffee homes. how nice.

dear jason lee,
why would you ever leave me? i forgive you, but never do it again. come back, so we can rekindle our love.
love, mengtar.




ps... i saw jason lee.



in other news, i have officially escaped the icy grip of business calculus.

i'm home between classes drinking beer and eating cheese. the only other thing in the house is moldy bread, spoiled milk, and 4-day old red wine. this is my best bet at a well-balanced meal. diverse, albeit.



((not mine... but i need to start painting again))



momx had a birthday on friday. i made her a birthday cake. then ate it. we all loved it.









more fun with dogs!!!!!





i've been listening to a lot of npr, i'd tell you my favorite part, but my roommate is in his room yelling in a british accent. this is not out of the ordinary. this morning i heard another roommate "pleasing himself" in the shower. moaning and an "oh, you dirty thing" and disgusting and i almost threw up. i showed up to class 20 minutes early so i wouldn't have to look at him when he got out of the shower. no eye contact for a month.



TOMATO SOUP!



the beer is out of shot... don't worry.

this whimsical wonder is sitting behind the new coffee shop on fry street that i drunk applied for a job last week. i'm not sure if it's a hookah, furnace, or a lamp.



yeah, i'd say that i'm a pretty suite eff. haha. get it? whatever. you don't get it.



remember these guys?

from the cold war missile base? pretty awesome. lizards and skulls.

for life.



so mnax mailed me an unknown card/letter/package last week... i vaguely recall receiving a text message from him asking my current address. and i even more vaguely may or may not remember returning the text...

but i apparently did...

but that didn't stop him from sending my unknown card/letter/package to my brooklake address rather than the current...

guess i won't be getting that one...

nah, i'm scheming up a break-in.



and welcome back to town Consider the Source!



this is actually Little Big Horn, with Gabe the double-necker from CtS... but all is well. amazing show by both bands.





is it bballa in here, or is it just me?

my new hobby is neglecting my writing and making ten thousand drafts and never finalizing, reviewing, editing, or POSTING any of them... but here is an incomplete list of things i've done...



i found a snail on my patio. hello, my new friend. i almost captured him to put in a jar with a stick and a leaf... but i already cannot afford to feed the pets that i have let alone myself... so my apologies, dear comrade, but you must remain feral. alas, the recession remains.

that felt like poetry.



ingredients for wild rice hotdish... caffeine, beer, and a magical recipe box.



who needs clean dishes?



i prefer the smell-check anyway.



i call this segment, "cutting onions: remix"






fin.



i'm currently laying in bed at 5am after a sleepless night listening to my 30-year-old roommate throw up in my bathroom... this is why i don't shower daily.




mushroom fields forever




my vomit-witholding roommates didn't approve of the praying mantis sanctuary in the kitchen... so he was released to the wild.