Woofy Goodness
This is one of those sites that I bet everybody else knows about, but Maysan just showed it to me. Actually, her friend Marcy told her about it, and as Maysan and I were discussing our mutual acquaintance with Marcy, somehow this site came along. Anyway, it's a clever little site -- people send in phrases, and this gent draws pictures -- and it brought some fun into my fruitless mp3 search.

mogwai fear squirrelie
I don't get girls like this. Is it some attempt to say, "Hey boy, I'm not a feminist biatch, I think you're COOL 'cause y'all got a penis!" or what? I do not understand teenagers any more now than I did when I was a teenager.

crap
Ever notice that almost every site that has "grrl" or "grrrl" or -- here, grrrlz -- has nothing to do with Riot Girl? Or proper spellin'?

I usually dislike Buddyhead, but...
The Buddyhead guys went to Palm Springs, and there they met a punk rocker. He proceeded to give them a bit of good video. The transcript isn't half as funny as the videos, but I linked it anyway if you're not into the waiting-to-download thing.

Bloggin' With Becky
Once, Evan and I were visiting my parents. My mom was out of the house for some reason, and I decided to show my dad this horrible Eiffel Tower lamp that my mom had secretly bought at Target. All I had to do was hold it up, and my father then said, "Oh, sweet Jesus."

one sexy bitch, so he says
Andy is nice. I owe him an e-mail and an invitation to the apartment. I also have to start doing web stuff more often. Okay!

Baby Monster
I wish this were called Baby Monster, because when it showed up in my referrer logs, I thought, "Ew, what if it is a porn site about women-eating monsters?" But then I looked anyway, and what do you know? It has a cute drawing on the main page, and it is often very funny!

Mark's page
Mark and I went to high school together, and he's a wonderful squirrely chum. Now he has a web site, and he wants people to visit it. Maybe you should.

dear robin givens...
Krysta is hilarious. She always keeps me up to speed on celebrity happenings, but she knows how to filter out the stuff we like to know. Here, she writes an open letter to Robin Givens.

I LoVe TiMmY
and who wouldn't, eh?

"Just like a full moon atmosphere, you are very romantic. My love for you is unsinkable, unlike the Titanic."

"Because my love for you is sweeter than milk chocolate, and richer than Bill Gates."

spies like us
I used to edit the Michigan Independent. Then I got burned out, and now I contribute the occasional article. This particular little piece took about an hour to write. And it shows!

Krysta's account
... of meeting Douglas Coupland. I like Krysta so much; she's incredibly witty, and she and I have become literary dorks. Instead of going to shows, now we go to book readings. How hip.

Oh no, more postcards
I'm actually not linking all the postcards that I send and receive. The list would be ridiculously, embarrassingly long. Here's one that Krysta received.

another posty!
The man is willing to make the ultimate sacrifice, what can I say?

Would you like to buy a computer?
My roommate Constance is selling her computer. It's a good computer, and if you'd like to buy it, I will make brownies for you. Really!

The postcards continue...
I was hurried, so this isn't that great.

Horace The Cat
What a wonderful comic strip. Artfully drawn, grippingly plotted... it's a masterpiece worthy to sit next to Milton!

people i knew in high school
...Brady and I used to watch Baywatch in the afternoons. I remember driving him to my house once, and we were eating candy canes in the car. Almost slid through the intersection of those winding country roads.

I'm so glad I don't live in South Haven anymore.

I used to know her
During my senior year of high school, I taught French to junior high kids. It was an after-school program that had about 10 students or so. One of the students who dropped out was a girl named Robin; I remember thinking that her green hair was cute. Time passed, everybody got a web page, and oh hell, I can't find her page now. I'll put it up later. Rats.