So what do you do when you’re on a long flight? I like to get a magazine with famous people and draw all over them. I really dislike Kathy Griffen. For all the reasons she is famous, I dislike her. She’s probably ok in real life, but her comedy bugs me. (ok there is that one part on the Tenacious D album about clogging that is funny)

Does anyone think she kinda looks like Tom Green???

I’ve got a couple more, but I’ll get to them later when I can get better pics. I think my drawings started to weird out the person sitting next to me.

Over all it was a good flight. I’m not really sure what I was expecting, but nothing bad happened. I had some s-bucks and my iPod. I rediscovered ‘The Mars Volta‘ - Frances the Mute . I love this album, seems like all the songs kinda run together and create their own world. (which is exactly what I was looking for)

So I was feeling a little spontaneous last night and have been feeling an itch to cut some of my hair. In a instant I reached over and grabbed the scissors and started to cut.

I really didn’t think about it, I thought, “I’ll just cut the ends off and leave it at that“. Well that didn’t happen. First I cut the sides and quickly realized that I had a rat tail in the back. Honestly I sat there for a moment and really thought about keeping it. Not a chance. I don’t think I could have lived with my self through the air port. (yes I am a little vain, I suppose)

Then I decided to get rid of the Rat tail, and just make it all even. I forgot though, my hair is supper thick and it likes to stand out a little. So now I have a chick type hair cut, not sure how long I’ll be able to take it. As long as I’m wearing a hat I’ll be fine.

I’m going to keep this pic small so as not to further embarrass my self.

Here is a good post about bad hair cuts…

How old were you when you had your worst hair cut?

I was 23 with a nasty Mullet.

I’m in Auburn Ca for the next week, the weather is amazingly cooler than I expected.

So this is it, Im taking my comcast back from here on I’m going to have to rely on finding my internet from some one else. Kinda makes me feel like I’m being left high and dry.

How the hell do you get Bleach off of your hands???

Every time I move I get into this major cleaning mind set, and I go way over the top trying to clean everything to the point of being sold.

“Step right up, come look at the cleanest bathroom sink in Portland…’oh, shit there’s still tooth past in there‘…Better yet lets go look at how clean the windows are…“

I’m always so paranoid that the landlord is going to walk in with there nose up high like an English butler. But I dare say, I have cleaned it well. Still, I some how always get covered in a light haze of Bleach. This always gets me worried I’m going to get bleach in my mouth and then bleach in my stomach and then something bad will happen. Then I’ll have to tell the doctor, with mild shame, “I put my fingers in my mouth, yes, they were covered in bleach”.

So here it is in a nut shell, House is 75% clean, Boxes are Packed, Plain tickets are waiting and I smell like bleach.