My labour of love is complete. If there is one thing I learned about myself since becoming a father, it's that I can actually build stuff. I was mediocre in wood shop, because I never cared about how to make a dustpan out of a sheet of tin. A new dust pan costs what, a buck?

But now that I'm a dad, I love when I can make something original and cool for my kids and they actually derive great joy from it. So I built this (all by myself!):





And I dare say it is the greatest thing I've ever created with my own hands. I can't draw, paint, sculpt or any of the many creative things you all seem to excel at it. But I can build things. And the best part is, I bought the posts, bought the railings, bought the shingles, and the rest is all salvage. Total cost: about 100 bucks.

It took me 32 years, but finally all the neighbourhood kids want to play in my yard. Next up: One garage.

Ahhh! It was John's birthday on Monday! I called him, but I was feeling like shit, so I didn't get on the computer. I forgot to make him a birthday post.

Happy Belated birthday, John! Stay dry!

october 3 pj harvey
october 5 the black keys
october 17 the libertines (in philly)
october 19 the libertines (in dc) or ...trail of dead (in b'more)
october 20 ...trail of dead (in philly)

These are the shows i want to see next month when i should be saving up cash for my move back home to dc. What to do? (by the way my shift key now works!)

It's funny when there are a dozen heads logged onto killoggs but there hasn't been a post for at least 10 minutes or so. I imagine everyone with their frozen head expressions sitting there refreshing the front page over and over, but no one has anything to say. Maybe you're reading an older entry or looking at some of your own responses of the day, smiling and thinking, "that was funny when I said that."

Isn't it great when you can just be silent with someone and not feel the need to post all the time?