Logged into gmail today, I now have 50 invites. I guess they are bumping the beta into full force. If you want a gmail account send me a message and I'll give you the hookup.

LAKE JACKSON, Texas (AP) - A woman has been indicted on negligent homicide charges for allegedly giving her husband a sherry enema that killed him.

Michael Warner, 58, died last May after the enema caused his blood-alcohol level to rise to .47 percent.

"That's extremely high," Detective Lt. Robert Turner said. "You're either going to be in the hospital or the funeral home with that much alcohol."

Tammy Warner, 42, was indicted last week.

Turner said Michael Warner was an alcoholic who could not swallow liquor because of ulcers and heartburn.

"He was told that he could not drink alcohol or that he would die, according to the people that we interviewed," Turner said. "We are going to prove that she gave him the sherry and that she knew that he wasn't supposed to have any and that it could be detrimental to his health, and that she gave it to him anyway."

Holy Shit. I was just told of a service in Los Vegas called the Chimp-angne-zee, which is, apparently, a service wherein a Chimp comes to your door in a white tuxedo with a bottle of champange, opens and pours the champange for you and your friends, pours a glass for him/her self, then proceeds to DRINK a glass of champange with you and your party.

Holy shit.

I need a Chimp-angne-zee.

I've been looking through the open directories at our friend Ben's personal site, and looking at photos he's taken of me over the years. I don't think I wear a smile the way I used to.

I've got a beard now, that I'm going to shave sometime soon, but in the meantime it makes me pay more attention to my face...and I don't think I wear a smile the way I used to.

There's a girl I knew a long time ago who agreed that her life-long sunny disposition was influenced by the fact that her cheek bones made it look like she was smiling a little, even when she was just letting her facial muscles droop. So people were generally used to her smiling a little, and treated her like a generally cheery person who always had a little smile, and she was subtly (and willingly) conditioned to play the role.

On killoggs, people have occasionally commented on how the cartoon heads influence the way posts and responses are read, and in turn people play up to that perception.

When I let my facial muscles droop, I feel like my face rests in a blank stare that is frighteningly dispassionate.

How do you think people treat you because of the face you don't know you are wearing?

i know it is only the beginning of february, but already i'm annoyed by the barrage of red and pink themed catalogs and window displays. i should preface this with the fact that at my request, my gentleman companion & i don't do the saccharine valentine's day dance. i'd prefer someone be romantic of their own volition instead of hallmark's. preprinted cards, and candy, and jewelry, and lingerie with crappy red & black lace, usually seem so impersonal and unimaginative.

so i started thinking about gifts i'd like to get. ones that would seems especially thoughtful to me.

the first thing i thought of, instead of boxes of chocolates, stock my cupboard with boxes of tampons, like a year supply. i never seem to have one when i need one, and it is always the coldest darkest rainiest nights. or the mornings before work when i'm already late and have an important meeting. so i hunt through pants pockets and sock drawers and the bottoms of purses looking for the one remaining crushed and partially unwrapped one. or i'm left dragging out to the only store left open which, of course, doesn't carry my prefered brand. or i have to improvise with other household implements. which is never pretty. show me you love me every 28 days, don't buy me roses, buy me tampons.

i'm a hopeless romantic, i know. just like prince charles and camilla.

so, what do you really want from your love?

I'm starting a cd-r label! I'm pretty stoked for this. I've been kicking the idea of it around for a while and I've finally decided to start it up.

My first release is going to be for my friends Quercus Montana. They're from around here (York, PA) and play some sweet country/bluegrass jams with a weird poppy feel to them. Think Neutral Milk Hotel mixed with Gram Parsons while hanging out somewhere in the Appalachians drinking moonshine! Rough demos can be found at http://www.myspace.com/quercusmontana

All of the releases are going to be pretty limited. Probably around 100-150 depending on what the bands want. I've been talking to a few other bands and hopefully some of them will pan out. I'm pretty stoked!

Let me know what you guys think. Would anyone buy this Quercus Montana just from hearing their demo songs? Josh Sisk will be carrying the releases as well! Oh yea..name of the label is NECESSARY MEGAHERTZ