mt st helens

but here's the other thing: the world is supposed to end via alien spacecraft impact in mexico circa the 29th of this month, according to terry johnson ('alien expert')—haven't read up on that too much yet—but that theory/date also coincides with the asteroid toutatis passing within a million miles of earth... wednesday!
 
great, now the world is going to end. maybe i shouldn't bother meeting with my uncle frank to talk about going back to school then anyway?
 
i have a bottle of the original mt st helens eruption ashes, somewhere in storage @ my parents' house. at least, that's what the person who gave it to me (circa 1981) claimed it was...
 
i would like to take a class in windows XP. not so much "here's how you make shortcuts" as "here's how to figure out what went wrong when your fucking computer freezes and fix it without repaving your hard drive".
 
while we're off-topic, i want to bring up the idea of what i call the 'upstate NY white guy grunge'. i know it doesn't exactly roll off the tongue, and is indeed a gestalt cliche, but still. i cite GIN BLOSSOMS as the prototype.
 
here's the old goat, Harry Truman
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not only did he kill himself, he let his cats die as well. fucker.