hug it

people who don't tear up for a tree have problems. man! they are cutting down the 20+ trees across the street today and i am seriously broken up about it. i LOVE those trees. sure, they are sticking the eyesore water reservoir underground, but still - they can't replace those trees. and they won't try. i feel like i should have fought harder for them b/c like willy santiago, they couldn't fight for themselves.



i like making really broad statements about people. like i almost started this posting with "i have nothing in common with people who don't cry for trees." well that's a little drastic. "nothing" is a little much. but i do rely on so many miniscule details to judge a persons character. i will try to make note of them and return with a list. #1: being sad that a big old tree is cut down for no good reason.

dreamt

how do you feel about ufos? i mean how to do you REALLY feel? cause i can be all cocky in the daytime and say, sure - there's aliens, someone is listening to us, etc. etc. but when i am sitting out on my stoop with my sister drinking some pinot noir, contemplating life into the night - and a sudden flash high above our heads comes out of nowhere to blind us....ah, yeah - i told jesus that i'm a mere mortal - go somewhere else to come back from heaven cause i can't handle it. and now i have to email belinda jensen b/c i am certain if anyone else saw it, they are emailing her too. wtf man.

over and out.