I think my house is haunted.  Then again I think everywhere I go is haunted.  I don't believe in Heaven but I believe in ghosts.  Is that a paradox?

I think the world is ending.  Sure, thats speculation from someone who's been doing nothing for a month straight and is a bit looney from the boredom, but I've been quiet and observant. Somethings up with this town, thats for sure.  There has been a lot of sirens from passing ambulances and firetrucks at night lately.

I went to Safeway to loiter around and read magazines a few hours ago, riding my bike downa ally because I enjoy dangerous atmospheres when I encountered a police car and a horde of people.  I didn't stick around since I'm always prime suspect to any crime scene, but it was interesting enough to draw in paint.net.  Look!  I drew myself as a Jawa-thing!

I hate Star Wars, but thats for another bored blog entry.

Uhh....yeah.  Back to the subject.  Somethings defitnitly up with this place.  I hope it's the spiral curse.

Lovely update:
I got my scanner working again on this new fangled computer.  I think my sanity will return now. Looks like I'm going to have to revamp Bee Doo Company tomorrow.

In the mean time, I think I will hoe out the gallery feature here.