i started a new site for my pal Tony. it's at lovingscares.transmothra.com.
i just saw Pootie Tang yesterday with my pal Cat. everyone should see it! it is so freakin' hilarious! totally smart movie.

okay. i can tell already that the storyproject will be a little slow in starting up...
yesterday i changed the intro yet again. now there is more sound (a scream on click, diabolical laughter on rollover) and text. for those that don't know what the new text means, it's latin for "buyer beware!" on rollover and "the die is cast!" on click. plus a preloader that takes waaaaay too long to do anything. i'll try to fix that tonite.
Malinda is really cool.
Damn, do i really know no guys (with websites i can link to, to "prove" that i know people at least) on the internet? ah, well... c'est tout bon!
wait, there's Hicutus, but he's not as purty, and St. D. doesn't have a site yet.
Damn, i just realised that i need to post more links.

shit. i just can't seem to say enough good about Jackie Corley. she's just such a phenomenal writer. listen:

you know something's special real quickly. it doesn't take much exposure. not much at all, when it's something really done with love and soul and heart. with Jackie's writing, you know it even sooner than that. like the first sentence. i swear when i read the words "You cry for Foster" for the first time, and for each time thereafter, i knew i was in for something i hadn't bargained for. and the more i read, the deeper it got.

there are times when you just want to drop everythng and scream. for the love, the passion of it all. also the sickness, the blinding disgust you feel when you realise that nobody else is ever going to have the exact same experiences as you. ever, period. Foster O'Reilly, the story, and the character, made me want to drop everything and just scream.

that's not to say it's maddening. i mean, it is, but for all the right reasons. but there's a joy underneath it, like crumbs under the kitchen tablecloth. there's a real (and i mean REAL, god damn it) joie de vivre and an urgency toward the sacred preciousness of The Moment, a celebration of those things we can never have back again. it's like hearing a silly kid's nursery-rhyme song at a funeral: there's a purity there that you just don't usually get from ordinary day-to-day life (even though it's really there, it's all over the place; just hidden from view).

but the point i wanted to make is that this kid really has it. (i'm sorry, Jackie, for using the 'k' word and all, but the maturity in your writing is way beyond what most people are capable of at 39 years of age, let alone 19, fer chrissakes!) she's really got her own voice, and that's a big damn deal in an unoriginal and mediocre era. a fresh voice at that, and full of substance - real substance. i don't know where she gets it from, but i love it. if she isn't published-so-much-she's-jaded by this time two years from now, then this world is vastly more fucked up than i thought it was. the world owes itself this one favor: to drink her writing in like the sweet nectar that it is, to celebrate it in excess. Jackie Corley is the Walt Whitman, the Ernest Hemingway, the J.D. Salinger and the Jack Kerouac of the twenty-first century. period.

i have launched storyproject, albeit nervously. i'm only nervous because i'm not sure how it will go, or even how often i'll be able to update it. i divided it up into a collaborative section, and the main storyproject, plus a link to the poems, if anyone would rather read those instead. allow me to demonstrate for you how i cross my fingers: .Xm

so anyways, e-mail me if you wanna join in the fray on the collaborative project. just keep it real. all i ask.

i changed the look up in dis mu'vuggah. hope this is more readable...

go to Crazy Jackie's site! she just posted her entire ("unfinished") novellas Foster O'Reilly and The Loser's Life! To give you an idea, she started The Loser's Life before she was even fifteen (she's only 19 1/2 now!), and it's the next best writing since J.D. Salinger (no shit, creeps)! Foster O'Reilly is particularly grand, so download it and show it to all your buddies in publishing!

this girl (Metamorphos) rocks. that's all there is to it. she lives nearby, so i'm gonna try to get in good and become friends with her, since i have only a few good friends here. i'm not very social, generally, but i think she and i could be cool little Fonzies. anyway, she seems really intelligent, and creative, and has great taste, so i hope i get to hang out with her or something. most of the people i know i love very much, but they're not exactly what i would call kindred spirits. a couple of them are in some ways. hell, most people have something in common. but she may be the closest person i've found yet that shares as many similar interests to mine. and for once, it's not someone in friggin' Australia or something! who knows, though. it may turn out that we are more different than i think, and that's cool, even, but when/if we ever meet we might just have personalities that simply clash, or something. that would be my luck. we'll see. for now, i'm just thrilled to have potentially found a new friend who i just might see eye-to-eye on things with. so that's cool. but check out her site. it's nice! i actually haven't wanted to see too much of her site, because i don't want to know everything about her before we meet, if we ever do.

i went over to my friend Cassandra's house last night, and had beers and watched movies with her and Seth. they're really cool people. Seth and i talked about comics and the Beatles (so who really was the Walrus?) and stuff. Cat kinda freaks me out sometimes, though. she can really be flirty with me, it seems like, and although i'd love to love her, i just don't want to piss Seth off, period. i like him; i like her. they're good together, and that's The Way Things Should Be. maybe that's just her way, and maybe Seth knows it and is totally cool with it. But i'm trying not to flirt back, seeing as how they're engaged and everything, and how he's the best thing that's prolly ever happened to her.

i thought i was the only one who knew about the alphabet.

a couple of new projects in the works: look for storyproject, where i write a serial story, and maybe even have a collaborative story as well, plus maybe some short stories. also upcoming is the launch of transmothra digital resources, a web design company. the last will be "the Church/Cult/Cynigogue of No Answers - see our FAQ!" ...as always, i'll get to 'em when i get to 'em, but i'm going to be implementing the storyprojects soon. that one will be blogger-powered.

also updated the intro page with a firey new look. how do ya like it?

overhauled the galleries. the good news: it's more Netscape-compatible. the bad news: now instead of jumping back and forth from thumbnail to larger image and vice-versa, you have to scroll. oh well. i also finally got around to using external style-sheets on most of my pages, so they'll be more consistent from page to page. the ones that i didn't do are the poetry pages, because they all have different styles anyway. some of the miscellaneous pages i haven't gotten to yet either.

the lumps on my head haven't gone away yet. at least they're not very visible. they're mostly underneath the skin.

i sent my resume to Alien Workshop and a couple of other companies. i'm going to go ahead and try to break into the graphic/html arena.