I got the greatest bike today! It has not one but three baskets! I'm so happy with it. Does anyone want to ride bikes? This bike is super great. Rick's bike shop is so cool. The y are nice there. It was founded in 1896.

maybe Paul should bring back the old *system*?

It was my first party that I ever threw in my apartment. I'd lived there for around a year and I was 21 years old. It was a Halloween party. I posted flyers all over my tiny art school. I invited my sister, Lori. I acquired a keg of Budwieser (Lori's favorite).

So there were two crowds
1. The art school kids
2. My sister and her posse of country kids

Then there were the unexpected
3. Georgia tech boys

The artist were the largest and most peaceful group present. They had great costumes and drank in a most amiable fashion. My sister is where the trouble began. She brought along a textile mill worker named Michael who she'd been dating for a week or so. Lori was in the process of getting a divorce from her husband. Lori also brought along Taffy, who was a friend of mine from middle school I hadn't seen in 5 or 6 years.

Well, Lori and her posse showed up kind of early so Michael and Taffy got bored and went to play pool. The party rush came at 10 and went at 3. In that time 2 computer nerd friends of mine had showed up. My sister decided to go play pool with them.

When my sister's friend Michael came back to the house and discovered that my sister was gone he went ballistic. He took his shirt off and started screaming "Where is she, I love her" and crazy shit like that (he's only known my sister for a week ya know) so at some point my sister comes back with Jacob, the computer programmer and his brother Ryan, the GA tech drop out red afro pizza delivery guy.

Michael was going all crazy. He punched Ryan. Jacob got upset and beat Michael up. Michael left but before he left for good he threw a baseball bat through my window.

The funny thing is that all these fighting boys were from my home town. I guess I consider Jacob and Ryan not to me country boys so much because they lived in the city but I knew Ryan in high school.

Moral or the story- Artist make love or art or both not war!

Well, my friend Ian a photo sculptor boy did stay through the drama but he was relatively calm if not extremely drunk.

The stupidest thing is my sister kept dating that crazy violent asshole for a while. I was so mad I actually told on her and my parents got all pissed. I had to tell them about the window ya know?

here is my sister with a drunken Jacob before the fight



this is me in my sparkle costume, with a GA tech stranger and my Andys embarrassed roommate

Lord, I'm late. I want to walk to work but I have to ride my bike that hurts my butt. Why do they make such small seats on those things? Well, I have to get dressed as well. Oh lord, I hate getting up but who will water the pretty pretty flowers if I don't go? John will, hahaha.
Oh, I said I would mention David Torke. I'm apparently going to get a dollar every time I write David Torke on this thing. David Torke has a business one Elmwood. David Torke's business is an e-bay business so if you want to sell things without a hassle just take them to David Torke. Let's See how many dollars does David Torke owe me? ah, six dollars from David Torke. Here is the web site of David Torke and David Torke's office is close to Louie's Hot-dogs. Well, That's all I've got to say at the moment about David Torke.

If the FBI does look to this site for information they could just print out whatever they want before you have a chance to erase it, right?