I saw a car swerve to miss a moth the other day.

I had a normal night tonight. I sat around in my underwear and watched TV. Like a normal person. A normie.

But I don’t think I’ll be doing that again, I’m not normal!

Weeeeeeeee.

I use kid forks. The little ones. Always have. Don’t care for using adult forks, they feel too big in my hands.

And so I think I’ve decided......I always want to use kid forks. My hands probably won’t grow anymore, so, I mean.. I just want to be a grown-up who uses kid forks. I never want to graduate to the next level of forks.

That’s all.

“It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be...”

--Bob Dylan

If it's you and you alone in a room, and you're minding your own business, and all of a sudden you detect the odor of flatulence and you're sure it wasn't you, dead positive..........is that a sign that you have ghosts in your house?

Do ghosts fart??

At my host family’s in Washington...I liked the mirror in their bathroom.

It was the door to the shower, it was body-sized. I could see my whole body naked. I realize I like seeing my whole body naked. Yeah...

But then, the door folded in, so you could half fold it and see yourself from different angles. And since I always see myself head-on in mirrors, it was nice to see a different view for once. One where you don’t even recognize yourself. I liked it.

My new 5 billion dollar sunglasses.

























(I'm trying to tell you my pupils were dilated today, and they gave me these to drive home in.............)