sometime in december, i realized my face needed to be covered a la the elephant man. so, in this fascination of finding the perfect paper bag, i stumbled across fitted caps worn low across the brow. the brim provided enough darkness and mystery to shield the real world from my exterior hideousness. as i began my collection, i put to use advances in cellular phone technolgy, and started a pseudo-text messaging blog complete with photo to a handful of individuals. each photo carefully focused on the cap and protected the viewer from the grotesque deformations of my face. hand in hand with the photo, a one-line quip, typical of the current generation, which proved, once and for all, that, though my face was fucked, my mind wasn't.
(un)fortunately, the makeshift blog came at a cost: 10 cents per message per individual! so with the oncoming penny pinch due to the evil santa clara county property tax rip-off, i begin a shift to free-ware and a return to the blog.
"12 galaxies, christmas in every one."
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