In preparation for Mother's Day dinner at our house we absolutely hauled ass and cleaned for 10 hours. (e:Terry) made exorcized the public restroom smell from our bathroom and made it smell like new. He also made the foyer polished and shiny like I've never seen. (e:Paul) dehoarded the kitchen spotless by dumping Bush era food. And I cleaned up tortoise land and dusted and vacuumed all the dirty corners.

I don't know how any less than three people could ever maintain a clean house this big. Its almost gross. Good thing (e:yesthatcasey) is moving in, he can help out :)

Later we went to Wasabi for dinner with (e:yesthatcasey), and my old friend Julie's birthday at Goodbar. I hadn't seen her or my other old friend Jennie in forever.

Later I got probably the craziest and sickest I've ever been from a cookie. I felt like Terry does in these pictures.

Last Saturday at 3am, we woke up to a huge screech and crash and blasting car horn outside out window. All of a sudden this lady starts wailing. it turns out this car turned off of north, crashed into three cars on our side and then plowed into another across the street. Right away 6 different cop cars, an ambulance, and fire truck came.

They hauled the man away (drunk?) while the girl's dad showed up on the scene to scream at her about how stupid being with that guy was, and that she let him driver her new car.

The whole neighborhood was out on a walk for this. After a half hour the horn finally blew itself and we could go to bed. Fucking drunk drivers and their death machines.

I thought this was crazy and was thinking it would be in the news the next day. It turns out Buffalo was even crazier that night because they were all talking about the stabbings in Caz Park, a double shooting and a cop chase of an ATV on Hertel that ended when the driver crashed into a cop car.

Its been a year of Buffalo bike parties now. Alex made amazing cupcakes. (e:paul), (e:terry) and (e:yesthatcasey) didn't seem to like the ride but we really didn't mingle.

I love riding together, but sometimes I think going alone forces you to be more social because every time I go on rides by myself it seems like I talk to more people.





Front Park's phallic cannon aimed at the passing cars. Too bad it's not functional.

(e:paul) and I shaved our heads. He took a bunch more off than I did. Bald is beautiful.

On our bike ride around town, we came across Montante or whoever they sub out to started to demolish Gates Circle. it was so dusty on Linwood and it wasn't even windy. While I don't think the building is pure asbestos like (e:Paul) no one wants to breath in concrete dust.

I don't know who to report them to if it happens again but I bet their permits rely on mitigating dusts and emissions. I'll make sure to take more pictures next time.