"I'm gonna need something like 12 dead dogs."

Biking rules. Too bad most of the evening was spent watching Dave repair E L wire. Finally ran into John, he gave me a dirty comic book, some nifty CD's and is hooking me up with a microwave and a deer head. I'm minorly tempted to keep the deers head instead of strapping it to the hood of the bus for Burning Man. More dead animals in my house.

Todd crawled in 1 a.m.
"I have kicked out Quasimodo, I am Goatboy and I am here to ring your bell."
"Hi Goatboy.... You smelly old thing... you smell like an old boot."

Come on, we can't be the only people on the planet that incorporates Bill Hicks into love life.