Nails in My Feet

"Your skin is like water on a burning beach."

Neil Finn, Nails in My Feet

I slept with Brad Pitt

in my dream last night...

and then we went on a talk show to tell the world.

it was 6:30

in the past month, i've been to oklahoma city, new york city, and petoskey, michigan. of all the people i know and love in these places, no one makes me laugh more than my brothers. (take the death chat, for example.)

in michigan, Jack (the 6 year old) woke me up painfully early. when i asked him what time it was, he replied, "7:80."

"7:80?" i said. "come back at 9."

he ran downstairs and told my dad to wake me up at 8.


i think 6 year old boys are so loosely acquainted with reality that only their imaginations exist.