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A rich white guy on this show I’m watching about art collectors just declared “rap is dead,” so there you go, you guys. Straight from the horse’s mouth.

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i hate bugs when im rich and i see a bug in my house im just going to leave and buy a new house


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I may very well marry a white guy some day but over my dead bodily will there not be mariachis at our wedding.

It’s not that easy… but really.

I don’t think I am anymore. Two weeks ended up not being much time to float around California visiting people. : (

Fresno, CA: 6:00 p.m.

Today I ate a chocolate tamale.

I’ve suddenly become overcome with sadness about my transgressions committed against snails in my earlier years. At the mere sight of one, perhaps in the driveway or on the porch of our house, I would instinctively grab a salt shaker and pour salt onto the snail and watch it melt and shrivel until it was dead. Now that I think about it, they weren’t really bothering anybody. And now I feel really guilty. This probably means nothing more than I’m about to start my period.

Update: Yup. That was it.

Salad Spinners are apparently a great kitchen tool, and would also be a great name for a vegan niche porn DVD series.

We saw some tiny baskets at the art museum today. Finger provided for scale.

We saw some tiny baskets at the art museum today. Finger provided for scale.

Birthplace of Grandaddy!! This isn’t my final stop, by the way. Not on a spiritual pilgrimage to Modesto or anything.

Birthplace of Grandaddy!! This isn’t my final stop, by the way. Not on a spiritual pilgrimage to Modesto or anything.