iced coffee, bikes and my guitar have more or less dictated this summer for me.

There have been two lost loves in my life. I think they are why I am so unhappy.

One was this baby that my doctor told me was growing inside of my stomach,

so I aborted it

and the other was a sandwich I ordered and then left on the counter of the deli.

But after I aborted that baby I told my wife

"you are completely out of touch with reality! you think that trees grow from seeds!"

"Sitting in Ireland" 2010

"Backyard Lifestyles" 2010

I like changing the titles of my paintings each time

I put them somewhere online and need to name them.

I don't know how many people do this,

but I'm gonna continue doing it.

Paint makes me so happy.

New Bright Eyes?

what the hell is this? Billy Joel meets country meets a crying boy who's sad it's not 2005 anymore?

"Loving you is easy, I can do it in my sleep, I dream of you so often, It's like you never leave"

REALLY?