the verdict is still out

i was talking with an old friend the other day, one that i hadn't talked to in a long while- and something happened. she told me that i was growing up- becoming a "full-on adult" and stuff. i don't know why she would think that, whether i have a job, or that i am on the downhill side of the slope to 30. regardless, it took me back to the days of being a kid for real and doing kid things...you see, i still don't consider myself an adult. i don't really do any "adult-like" activities. i don't watch the news, don't follow stocks, i don't listen to talk radio or watch CNN or watch the O'Reilly Factor. i eat candy like it was going out of style. when i was 10, i kept a stash of candy in my scripture bag at church (sometimes replacing the holy writ altogether)...i also got my dads old briefcase and stoked it with candy, like i was a dealer or something. that was rad. today i still keep stashes all over- the center console of my car, in my 3rd desk drawer at work, in my nightstand. that fact alone should deny my chances of being an adult altogether. what do you think?

what i'm not into

crappy haircuts- its been in the past that i have look like a Beatle.as much as i love the catchy melodies of the british fab 4...i am not really diggin the connection. i got my haircut this weekend, and its now officially beatle-mania revived. the new do is definitely beatle-esque, circa 1963. ringo, paul, john, george...





and tone.