miss you every day

I know you all know (and hate) this, but one of my favorite things to do when I’m at a party or whatever is to introduce myself like “How’s it going? I’m Ryan. I’m a famous person.” I really need to make new business cards that say FAMOUS PERSON on them . . . right now I only have PRIVATE INQUIRY AGENT and PARAPSYCHOLOGIST (lol)~

(P.S. Before my inbox is flooded with haters screaming at me for omitting shredded beets and sliced European cucumbers from my purple falafel sandwich . . . the computer wouldn’t let me add them! It’s not my fault!!)

little tower was taking a nap this afternoon and i, his uncle star, watched over him on the little baby cam while i made my little smoothie downstairs. later, mccune’s wife said: “both of my children love you” and i almost felt like crying. whenever i visit, she always leaves a clean blanket and pillowcase and towel out for me. and she and mccune refer to the den where i stay when i’m here as “your room”

My sweet baby brother Jack got married last month and my ghoulish ass was there to bear witness!! Today he and his wife sent me a link to the wedding album and I found this. Anyway: I have a lot more to say about that day soon . . .

BRAIN DAMAGE (1988) rules by the way lol

sorry, soldier . . . that love’s gonna have to come off

nurse, i trust you . . . go ahead and put on the song that makes you feel lonely

i do this

even if winds blow the september leaves and the beach girls break your heart