I'm starting to get headaches again everyday and am trying to convince myself that I don't have a brain tumor. Fresh air seems to help out quite a bit though. Today Zack and I went to an open house just for fun on the NE side of town and then walked through the neighborhood admiring all the pretty old houses with vegetable gardens in the front yard. A neighborhood cat even stopped to greet us and then quickly ran off at the sight of a bird. It is raining today and I don't mind one bit. Is it really summer in other parts of the world?

sweet shows in LA lately. the lady and i saw canon blue & miike snow, the union line & suckers & local natives this week. stars is playing the troubadour next week and there are a couple sweet free shows we're heading to soon. we don't like LA, but we're ok w the weather, shows, and beach.

i'm flying to minnesota at the end of the month. anyone wanna come with me? it's for my grandpa's memorial so it'll be fun!!!!!

My trip to california was a great success because I got to see all of your lovely faces. Well, almost all of them.



An actual posed picture?? So sweaty.



And who could forget these faces?

so i'm prob not moving to oklahoma till nov or dec. so...false alarm!!! freaked you all out, right? right.

in other news, i've watched 'cars' in its entirety at least 7 times in the last few days. this baby i nanny is obsessed. so am i. it's a good movie. strange lack of chemistry between owen wilson and bonnie hunt, but, to be fair, they are playing cars. and are polar opposites in real life.

i'm only nannying one baby these days. i dress him in ralph lauren dress shirts and preppy shorts. we're a fantastic couple, and he's well on his way to ending up gay.

not to bring this blog down, but some of my favorite bones passed away this last monday. i'm very sad, and i'll always miss my grandpa. please pray for my family, especially my mom and grandma.

I think our neighbor deserves a mention. There are three units in our building: two on the bottom (one of which we occupy) and one on the top. The top neighbor is a thirty something lady who works for the Census Bureau and allegedly has a fifteen year old daughter whom I have never seen. The bottom neighbor is a single guy named Charlie. He's thirty three, an electrician with a dog named Gaz who he takes to work with him every day. A really strange guy. Apparently by the time he finished sixth grade he had already completed the math credits he needed for both high school and college. He also has "Ohm's Law" tattooed on his forearm, along with a host of other more regrettable choices. But he is possibly the most inarticulate person ever. He wanders over and chats us up almost every night, about things like angels and how there aren't any good people in the world so you can only trust dogs. So far he has offered us: beer, See's candy, two kinds of weed (and a bong to use it with), and the loan of this, this, this, and this. You have to guess as to which offers we took him up on.

jorbs

They aren't going well for me either. It seems like the old lady who runs the video store I work at is angry that I haven't mastered the DOS operating system that the decrepit store has been operating on for the past sixty years in the two weeks that I've been working and has just demoted me from partially full-time to less than part-time. The good news? I got food stamps.
Everything's coming up Newcott!

By the way, have you seen this?


http://www.imheremovie.com/

I cried at the end.