Drr...

i got all ready to write something and now i got nothin'. i spend the day in quiet contemplation, get all pensive and reflective, doing nothing less than deeply musing on the import and pith of life in all its subdued yet poignant subtleties, and this is what happens?



seriously, i thought i had like, some abysmally arcane yet momentously weighty introspection worthy of even the tallest towers of ivory learning...





but when i get down to it, i got nothin'.












not a damn thing.







i dragged my computer all the way to a coffe shop... i even ordered something... I HATE COFFEE!!!













i even had candles lit as a processed... CANDLES!


















damn it.

New Lighter!

check out my new lighter! i know i don't smoke, but you never know when one could come in handy...



i mean, lighters are like, totally McGuiver style. just 'cuz i don't have a use for it right NOW, doesn't mean i won't need it.



like, what if i need to burn my way out of a train car that has been sealed with me and some chick named Natasha in it who is a Russian computer programer because my arch nemesis locked us in and rigged it with explosives that are set to go off in 'six' minutes, which i know is really three minutes becasue previously i set a remote mine for what should have been six minutes but had to change to three minutes because i thought the Cossacks shot my co-agent double O six who now is my arch-enemy in the head but he really wasn't dead and then i had to shoot my way out...

ya know, what if that happens...





also, i didn't mention the coolest part...






IT'S FREAKIN' HUGE!



WHAT THE CRAP! LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THIS THING!



ITS CRAZY!

Hmmm...

should following God's Will scare the shit out of me?





?





'cuz it does... every frickin' time.

White Sands!

frickin white sands is awesome!