right before braden's party.
in which the funniest incident involving
an exercise ball went down.
i've been contemplating the duality of my last name.
which was actually my first name.
it's a creature made up of half lion and half eagle.
the king of the birds and king of the beasts.
except...contrary to popular illustrations,
it is only the female griffin that has the wings.
has the freedom to move about, if you will.
the males have spikes on their tails
and they spend all day
in their mountain top homes
watching the kids.
i really like that for some reason.
anyway this is my first christmas
with the rest of the clan
for maybe ten years.
i dunno.
but it's nice to be here.
it's also a nice to realize
i've always had those wings.
grandma stoddard checked out today
memory gig up to 90K
signal faded
now offline.
i hope someone thought to
take out her sim card.
she went to the twin peaks diner today
then hiked up snoqualmie falls
which was invaded by a low freezing fog.
she could only hear the waterfall pounding away
freedom and solitude
is better than coffee and cherry pie.
here we are. dad-mom
odessa-jay-erica kelly-hudson-jason
well, there you are.
you exist afterall.
i'm not complaining, but what took you so long?
were you waiting for the first million words?
the words that don't count?
they've come and gone you know...
sometimes i ran out of ink, that's all.
i'm like an actor that's been rehearsing too long.
i simply cannot progress without an audience.
and now you're here.
and i'm glad.
oh, how i've needed you.
constant reader.
yeah. i went to a backstreet boys concert.
yeah. i yelled "i love you jordan!"
yeah. being with the press really gets you places.
i'm just sitting here with my
red miso soup
watching the rain turn to snow
turn to rain
i wish i had never grown up
when i woke up
I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE.
GIVE ME SOME NUTS!
here we are.
hee hee hee.