a little pizza and beer

saturday is my favorite day of the week. no obligations! Today to accompany my usual regimen of beer drinking i decided to have a little, or not so little pizza. no, that is not a salt shaker, it is a 12 oz bottle. I headed out to New York Richies in Kennewick and picked up this beauty. It is almost as good as Fratellis in Flagstaff.


I have to thank FlufferNutter for turning me on to this place. its funny, all she seems to do is eat. i jokingly ask her how her work out program is coming along knowing quite well that she is as bad as me. oddly enough every guy that walks by her seems to be barefooted. yes gentlemen, she will knock your socks off.


So now looking at the box from above I forsee a new game called pizza box beer bottle chess..

Kickin with Charlie

my pet spider

ladies and gentleman please give a warm welcome to Charlie the spider.

felt like crying today

in fact i was so inclined to tears to such a degree that it was physically impossible to prevent them from rolling. i've been feeling this way a lot recently. i have also realized a couple of things. first off if you were to taste my tears you would find that they are neither salty or sweet. to the contrast they are quite bitter. that leads to the second conclusion i have drawn. tho there is some sorrow the bitterness comes from tears of rage. behind every madness there is a lurking sadness. sad that this system has led people and the world in general to become the way it is/we are.

before and after shots

You may remember this photo from a Jan. posting

Well here is the same closet today. Every beer I drank was in dedication of the elimination of the pigs that falsified my reports, and in other cases those who lied to 911 operators, pigs (talk about pigs in a blanket) and themselves.