i have added overgrowth (one) to my site.  first in many to follow…i have a few more pictures that are almost ready to post, and many more ideas.  all i need to do is remember to take my camera with me everywhere i go.

i took this picture about a month ago.  i had to set the camera on a tripod because i couldn’t hold it steady.  the tripod is old, and we got it with an old camcorder we had while i was growing up.  the camcorder weighed about twenty pounds and took regular sized vhs cassette tapes.  the camcorder no longer works, but the tripod is fine.  but when i grabbed the handle to the tripod a sticky blue substance attached itself to my hand.  it was all over the handle.  it didn’t have any smell but i could swear it was burning me, burning right through my hand. this could have just been in my head.  i kicked the tripod and went inside to get a paper towel to wipe off my hand and wrap around the handle.  then i took the picture when the cat walked in front of the camera.  i kicked the cat and took the tripod and camera inside.  on some levels i hope the picture isn’t too big on your computer.  but on other levels, i hope it is, so you have to wait in anticipation if you have a very slow connection, like myself.  then you find out all it basically is is a picture of a blurred cat.  but i don’t think it’s too big.  maybe even a little too small.

after hearing so much about Iron & Wine, and after reading the guy’s interview in some magazine, and after seeing all my friends, both of them, listening to it, i finally got it for myself.  it’s pretty much what i was expecting it to sound like, but in a good way.  the first thing that comes to mind when listening to it is Nick Drake.  and then “designer vagina.”  thanks to Iwanttoleavemybody, i’m constantly running that phrase through my head, and in my head i’m laughing hysterically.  sometimes on the outside too.

i believe i said yesterday that i’d post a picture of my girlfriend laura.  maybe i didn’t.  but i meant to.

i’m at home for the summer, and when my mom saw the picture she said, “chris! she’s in her PAJAMAS! you can’t put that on the internet!!”  it reminds me of another internet related episode with my father.  he was on the computer, then all the sudden starts screaming at my mom to come look.  she runs in there to find a picture of a half naked woman on the screen.  “look at this!” he said.  “it just popped up!  can you believe this is on the internet?!”  thank god the woman wasn’t scantilly clad in her pajamas.