Busy, busy day. Busy month. Busy year. I've been running around town shooting photos for the paper and going to look at houses in between. Yes, I've just about decided to settle down here in Houma, Louisiana. I have some money to work with that I inherited from my dad, and I'm tired of paying rent and never feeling settled and having to give up pets because landlords are assholes and all that. Never have gotten over having to give Lonzie Jesus away, and goddammit it's time to have a home. I love it down here on the bayou. The people are crazy conservative, but somehow they're not assholes. Quite the contrary. They're the most welcoming people I've ever run across, and I've lived a few places. And I love the weather. Some people say it doesn't feel like Christmas when it's 70, but I ain't one of 'em. I've never had more Christmas spirit than I have this year.
Which is weird. And I see it in others, too. Even though we're on the verge of the King-Hell Bad Craziness of a Lifetime, I see people coming together. Imagine that. Don't get me wrong, I see a lot of schism, too, but somehow I think we're gonna be OK.
Ah, that's enough for now. Trying to get back in the habit of writing every day. I don't think it'll be a problem, actually--I'm super-unusually creative and productive these days. It's like I got the fuckin holy ghost or something.
Icons, man! I got icons I can choose from! And I got italics! How the fuck did we lose this stuff when we "moved on" from Web 1.0?