February 2010
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August 2009
8 posts
I feel like a meteor hit me. I’m dying over here!
Anybody else wondering why @NathanFillion keeps mentioning BSTL (balls sticking to the legs)?
Friend just sent me this. I want the shirt now, but they don’t come in my size. http://teepay.com/frontend/showtee/1445
NO! John Hughes, you leave me too?
I think I may have a shell fracture. I’m going to go see the doctor.
I had a moment of sheer brilliance, and I have a new movie idea — well, title. I need to come up with a concept now.
Hey Bruce, it’s Shark Week! I should have a party, and we can a marathon of the series. Duh-nuh. Duh-nuh. Duh-nuh duh-nuh. DUH-NAH-NAH!
What a shame, I’m having some womanly troubles. I may be the King of Monsters, but I definitely don’t get women.
July 2009
10 posts
Man oh man! What a week. Every night had a party. Every morning had a hangover. And I didn’t get to writing until Q called. I’m very behind.
RT @neilhimself RT @librarythingtim: RT @bookpatrol Borders employees now have to sign a non-blogging contract? http://ow.ly/ijSr
You know, I didn’t think about it this year, but next year I think I’ll attend Comic-Con.
Walter Cronkite too! God, how long am I going to live? (Forever, I hope)
Reading The Things They Carried. And my kitchen smells like green tea. I don’t make tea.
What is today? I drank so much last night I can’t remember a thing. My head hurts.
So I totally ran into Penn Badgely (Gossip Girl) today. Random! When he left, I knew I should’ve taken a picture.
I’ll miss you Jeff Goldblum. It was glorious to visit you on the set Jurassic Park all those many years ago.
Also, who’s Kevin Jonas?
June 2009
44 posts
Custom skin|wallpaper made for the phone. Pictures up soon. Probably tomorrow.
Oh. My. http://tinyurl.com/ltes2g Just watch.
I’m so glad the Isle doesn’t have a Senate|Congress|Judiciary System. I wouldn’t run.
Hm, I should write for McSweeney’s. That’d be kind of cool.
Wow, very busy past two days. Just out and about and haven’t gotten a chance to sit down. I’m exhausted.
Oh Michael Jackson.
Flyin’ in to SEA tonight.
On my phone! I’m slowly getting use to it. Slowly.
I’m going for a walk, out to enjoy the wonderful sunshine we’re getting over the island.
Mm, I love Otter Pops. Hey, how come I’m not an Otter Pop flavor?
I love my boys. They knew I needed a new phone, so they got me the Palm Pre. And a really awesome coffee mug.
A bit early, I know, but Happy Father’s Day everyone! Take your kids out and just have a great time. http://tinyurl.com/mfhoby for you!
http://twitpic.com/7y7gp - for @mermensing
I should totally buy the Ennis House. BUT, I already have my own Wright home on the Isle. LA would be nice place to live though.
Anyone know a way I could make a device that’d tweet whenever I physically roar? (just like this guy tinyurl.com/cusnv9)
Just added myself to the http://wefollow.com twitter directory under: #monster #actor #author
Watching a Sci-Fi marathon of Doctor Who. This girl http://tinyurl.com/lynwr2 looks like Billie Piper, just hotter.
Oh, that last remark — the girl is an Estonian pop artist named Kerli.
random
I just love Morgan Freeman. No finer actor — with an exception to Gary Oldman — than the Freeman.
Ugh, I look fat. http://greengiant.tumblr.com/post/123745267
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Oh, Charlotte Gainsbourg. RT @GreatDismal Papa’s got a brand new Antichrist bag! RT @fashpo http://tinyurl.com/mtvc4g
I have such an odd sleeping pattern. @DrBergMD In your findings, were you able to explain that?
Thanks to all the recent followers. It makes my day when I see a new email (that’s not spam) saying a few more people are interested in me.
Okay, this upsets me. Apparently I can’t sign up for Facebook cause my name’s not legit, and now they give it out as a username? I call BS!
Oh, damn, that message was directed @mermensing.
Because, it wasn’t unusual to see my name appear on multiple Gov’t lists for abuse of illegal substances in the 70s/80s.
I’m going to get a new phone. This one is bugging me.
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short story: sentence (part i)
I didn’t get out until the fifth of August. That was six-thousand, three-hundred and fifty-two days. Or one-hundred fifty-two-thousand, four-hundred and forty-eight hours. All together: seventeen years, four months and twenty-two days. I counted every day that passed. Down to the last minute. No matter how you look at it, it is a long time to be in prison.
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“Mr. Moriarty, what...
Enjoying the rare sunshine I’m getting right now, and doing some more writing.
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In other news, I’m speaking to an artist to see if he’s interested in doing the book design for the memoir. He seems quite interested.