Friday with my head in the clouds...

I'm missing my friend's Dustin's wedding this weekend so that I can contemplate the complexities of bettering myself through higher education. Translation = school costs a flatout s#!tload and takes a giant heaping wad of time you'd rather spend on other more meaningful stuff...like attending one of my most favorite people on the planet's wedding ceremony to one of the seemingly sweetest people in at least this if not several other hemispheres.

Mark Twain once said, "Never let your schooling interfere with your education," and I like the quote partly because it takes a shot at traditional academia but also because it suggests that education is a long-term endeavor, limited only by curiosity, and not by the time spent studying at a institutions of higher learning and greater debt to earning ratios.

Stay curious my friends, but be prepared to sacrifice some pretty awesome stuff.

Well, it's Friday...I'm not doing a thing at work besides talking to teenage prostitutes, the occasional drug dealer and at least one high school Himmler, so I thought that I might just as well daydream a little...

I think I'd like to do this tonight.

I'd very much like to have one of these deals someday.

Jebus bless a man who refuses to let his vehicle (his direct line to the heavens) be parked like a case of Diet Coke at a Costco in Des Moines.

Sigh...I miss you Brooklyn, especially now that I wouldn't sweat buckets walking from Clinton to Court Street.

I think I'd like to quit my job and learn how to build a boat.

I'd like to have this dude for a neighbor...that's tough. Maybe in some Northern Californian coastal backwater, a place with counter-cultural tendencies and cheap firewood and fresh vegetables. Sounds awfully good to me.

If you care even a little bit about ideas and the freedom that they are undeniably made of, then take some time to acknowledge the ones that people don't want you to have. And if you're thinking not in my town, well you're probably going to be disappointed.

OMG...YES PLEASE!!! I'm so excited I could crap me drawers. As if the original wasn't the greatest thing since Ichiro. I'm hyperventilating.

This simple delicious looking print looks like just about the perfect Friday night. A wise man doesn't complicate things. Write that down.

Been using this MUJI day planner for awhile now and it's better than buttered bread. Get yourself one and save your iTouch for music and apps. Men use pencils and paper. My Grandfather did, and that's good enough for me.

Quick...someone buy me this. I want this bag probably more than I want working limbs. Seriously...I want this bag.

I think I just found the name of my third imaginary band...the first one was Popular Doug, and we were way too far ahead of our time...and the second, Slow Deke, was an homage to my good friend Keith, but we were just bad. Sadly, both bands failed miserably, but this one's got potential. I got a feeling about this one. Who wants in? If this one doesn't work I'm thinking about Smitten Kitchen? What do you think?

I could watch these all night...but they make me awfully damn thirsty.

How is it possible that this thing is forty years old? I loved it sooooo much when I was a kid.

Have a beautiful weekend friends...and D-Funk, Kel...have a beautiful rest of your life...wish we could be there for just this one night of it. Happy day(s). As for the rest of you...be good...have fun...do something mildly ridiculous this weekend.