Hey there kids,

School is still stressfull, and work is painfull to go to after an entire week of hard work at school. But its all ok, because I tend to zone out quite a bit on the weekends. Take this weekend for example.

After work on Friday I went to Harvard Square with my friend Bill to go catch a movie at the Brattle theatre. This week they were selebrating a week of David Lynch movies. So, we got to opertunity to see a movie called Eraser Head. I can honestly say that I have never seen a movie that confused me more than this movie. Going into it, I was confident that it would be weird, but haveing seen Blue velvet, I figured I could handle it. Little did I know that this movie is about a bizzar little man who has random flashes of visions and lives in a small one room apartment with lots of mulch and worms. And there would have been no way that I could have guessed that his girlfriend (upon sleeping in a bed full of worms) would have one crawl into her reproductive organs and justate into some sort of freak worm baby. This is definitely a movie you can miss. If you want to get an idea about the strangeness of this movie .... imagine this. Henry (The main freak) is staring at the radiator, and a part in the inside lights up. A zoom in of this point shows a small stage. This strange woman with egg sacks for cheeks walks onto the stage and starts singing about heaven. Henry then walks onto the stage and goes to embrace the woman. The woman disapears, and Henry looks confused for a bit, until some sort of randomly scarred, mutant, thing (Which I think was supposed to represent god or chaos or fate or something) which then dissapears as quckly as it randomly showed up. Then a large model tree rolls onto the stage and Henry gets all worried and walks over to the corner of the stage. A worm shoots out of his neck, blowing his head off and then recedes back into his chest. The tree on wheels begins bleeding. Henry's body grows his worm sons head. The blood pools around the head, and once it is engulfed, it falls through. The head then falls from the sky in a dark back ally and cracks open on the sidewalk. An old homeless person reaches towards it, and then a random street urchin runs in, grabs the head and then runs out. He brings the head to an office (of sorts) where he sells the head to a man who uses the exposed brains in a large 'Rube Goldberg' esk machine to make the eraser ends of pensil's. It was FUCKED UP!

I also went out with the girls to see "The Aviator" it was much better than I thought it was going to be. I guess you are waiting for more info, after the huge blurb above, but all I can say is that it was good, and I would recomend it to people who like movies based on real events and full of drama and Obesesive compulsive billionares.

Well thats it for whats going on. Here are some more pictures.

We will start off with where all the snow in quincy is going to. Squantum of course

For the last two days they have been trucking in snow from everywhere and dumping in this old abandoned government housing structure


Just to put this into perspective, that fence, is six feet tall

And of course this snow and cold has increased the ice on the harbor

Not quite solid, but lots of ice


If you look very closely at the back, right side of this picture, you might be able to see the line where the water is no longer ice

And no matter the amount of snow and Ice, Mathusila is still alive and kicking.

If you dont know the story, this cricket movied into our basement in the early summer. My dad has been feeding it, and I think because of the lack of preditors and the warmth of the basement, it has survived to a ripe old age of 4 times the normal cricket lifespan of two months.

Well, thats it. I hope you all are enjoying the cold as much as I am (being sarcastic of course), and I'll catch you all later

P.S. Sorry about the bug picture Missy, but Isn't he so cute

::I didn't win it for being a gay pirate, but I won it for playing a questionably pedofilic writer::