I was looking through my old receipts and I may have discovered why it is that I never have any money.







If you can't read that, it says:

Strobe 8.92
Meat Cleaver 2.93
Mask W/Hair 12.96

So you were having a Halloween party and you were going as a deranged butcher?

an excellent use of funds

i am poor b/c i just bid on like 20 things on ebay

That's some silence of the lambs type shit.

No, I went as a ghost. I just took a plain white sheet and cut eyeholes in it.

wal mart eh?

yikes.

how'd you score the 10% discount?

With a meat cleaver?

so im not the only one who gets drunk and blows his money on junk

For me, it's two words: CDs & IKEA.

yea

erm...drugs and alcohol for me, thanks. oh and DVDs and the occasional comic

reason why I am poor:

paying off stupid Christmas credit card charges and this:



It looks purty and all, but goddamn, it was an expensive project.

Kick ass, Dana.

Thanks, Cory. To see the project in all its gory detail, go here.

Whoa, is that one of those kick-ass doors that slide back into the wall?

Beautiful kitchen.

ooh nice kitchen!

Thanks, Colin. Yep, it's a pocket door. And you'll also notice in that pic on the far counter, a very cobalt blue bottle. That is one of those Sam Adams triple bocks that we can only get in the NE. It's more of a barleywine than anything. Figured a beer geek like you would appreciate that!

That kitchen-themed wallpaper rocked. I want my car covered in that.

That's really cool - I want to try to make one of those sometime soon.

Isn't it nice? We really liked the idea of having the wallpaper theme, esp. if you FORGOT what room you were in and needed a little reminder. Maybe I should put "urine, shit and toilet paper"-themed wallpaper in my bathroom. Maybe a discarded feminine product or two to accent as well....

dammit. bastards won't let me post the photo off-site. damn.

i love your cabinets.

Sweet kitchen, Dana.

As for Triple Bock...they made a short run available nationally in 1996 or 7, and I scored three or four of them (had to have my bro-in-law buy them, I was still underage) I remember it tasting more like soy sauce than beer. I had a bottle, and gave one to a friend as a Christmas present. My bottle made it through 4 more years of Athens, and was subsequently thrown out by my aunt when she moved a bunch of stuff into my grandma's house. (Cos, you know her stuff's better than mine) Not that I woulda ever drank it again, but it was cool to have. (Also lost in said debacle were a Kaffiyeh my dad got me in Iraq and an autographed copy of Parliament of Whores by PJ O'Rourke -- not that I'm bitter)

Again, Nice Kitchen...MIKE JONES!!