Midnight no. the 41st.

Sometimes we make our own fun.

Midnight no the 40th.

Ashley lost her camera, so she owes me a skee ball picture to fill this space.

Midnight no. the 39th.

Midnight from under the covers. Were you there too?

Midnight no. the 38th.

Many of these midnights do tend to happen in bars...

Midnight no. the 37th.

EEEEEENN ENNNNNN WYEEEEEE SEEEEEEEE.

Midnight no. the 36th.

Live from seat 1A, Vegas->NYC

Midnight no. the XX

All midnights save for one caught up. Will fight with the phone to get it sorted later.

Midnight no. the 35th.

God's appliances = God's cookies.

It says cook and chill, and baby thats what i do every night.

P.S. Missing midnights up tonight.

Midnight no. the 34th.

H-Bone's in the bathroom with Charlie.

Midnight no. the 33rd.

[REPLACEMENT PENDING DUE TO EVIDENTIARY ISSUES]

Not much better than running into an old friend in a far off city.

Midnight no. the 30th-b.

boner loves kiefer.

Midnight no. the 32nd.

Tonight feels like the inside of a Police video, in the best possible way. Good show, no way I get on the road tomorrow.

Um, no. No. 2.

Your Age, race and marital status are not factors in who I play with. I need someone who will treat me like a lady.You sound as a man of my dream in your profile today on (www.friendster.com) it sounds good about you thats why I contacted you for relationships.I have my preferences, and I do not think it is necessary for love to be segrigated by Age. Every woman all have a man of her dream.Sorry my profile is not enough here but will tell you more details about me if you find time to write me via (XXXXXXX@yahoo.com) Cares to know you. Yours sweet heart
XXXXXXX.

Why do all children have sticky fingers?

Somehow the LA bender has pitstopped in a Gymboree.

Midnight no. the 31st.

she wanted the world to see the necklace. you heard it here first, pre paparazzi.

Welcome to the inside of my childhood...

Is it love, that I'm feeling, is this the love...

that I've been searching for?

Midnight no. the 30th.

The demise of a wonderful meal at H-Bones favorite LA eatery. Gotta love travellin in style.

Midnight no. the XX UPDATED

For some reason can't get the pix to upload. They are on the way.

POSTS GOING UP IN ORDER NOW

Midnight no. the 29th.

5 Hours in LA and already gone totes Hollywood. I did reeeeeal good today.

Midnight no. the 28th.

Some people's homes are galleries. Nice way to live.

Midnight no. the 27th.

The streets here at night look like a giant playset. Self portrait in glass, wood and brick.

Midnight no. the 26th.

An entirely reasonable bookend.

Midnight no. the 25th.

Live from the top of Pac. Heights.

Midnight no. the 24th.

S.F. agrees with me.

Midnight no. the 23rd.

Don't ask. If you don't know you don't wanna.

Midnight no. the 22nd -part deux.

Bigfoot sez welcome to the other coast. On pac std time till further notice.

Midnight no. the 22nd.

On short final for SFO. Pilots make the worse passengers.

Um, No.

"hello how are u doing, am jennifer from bryan ohio, i just view ur page now and i will like to know more about u, u can send me mail on prettygurl00099XXXXX@yahoo.com, so i can send u some of my pix."

No. No I can not.
But thanks for asking.

Midnight no. the 21st.

Cheesey goodness by way of Schiller's.

Midnight no. the 20th.

Transit. Hit me up if adjacent to the Bay Area. Goin west tomorry on a secret mission to save our nation from its enemies. And further the gossip-industrial complex.

Midnight no. the 19th.

Everything looks better in indirect light.

Midnight no. the 18th.

Hell is other peoples' ill-defined self-serving good intentions.

Midnight no. the 17th.

Warmth req'd.

PSA from Flashdance Ami

on my way back to my truck from class, saw this little bit of inspiration

Westing. F-week awaits over the horizn.

Evidence.

13. Things I've Done Lately That Are Just Plain Wrong.

1. Leaving the top down on the convertible in the snow.
2. Using Sheer Blonde conditioner, even though I was fully aware that I have brown hair.
3. Enjoying "Stick It."
4. Murtaugh.
   
5. Making meat sauce for the chicken and prosciutto tortellini.
6. Whatever I end up doing tonight.
   

Midnight no. the 16th.

Writer's collective on a california king. This is how cults begin.

You Can, However, Do That On The Internet

Last night, Hollywood, Dotcom and I stayed up till well after the sun lightened the eastern sky plumbing the depths of YouTube and rediscovering the childhood-subconscious-hacking brilliance of a little show built around a pure and simple love for one thing: Green Slime.

Midnight no. the 15th.

The homemade kahlua was a dream, as was the mac and cheese by our celebrity guest chef.