Some people call me a space pirate cowboy. Some call me the gangster of love. Some people call me Kansas.

("hay threadles has allwashas blogs man" is a quote from the infamous squirelgirl. I have adopted it as my name. The official change goes through any day now.)

I am becoming increasingly obligated to go to places where it is not appropriate to wear a t-shirt. I hate it.

My next street team points go to: girl.guide.gone.bad, scoutti, narcissus_poeticus, taz_pie and iPear.

Give me some points and help perpetuate the karmic cycle.

I really wish I was wearing:
i miss fixer
Can't Sleep... Zombie Sheep
Who buries the Gravedigger?
Donald and the Yeti
Vintage! Me!
Zombie Jesus
nightmare
Soldier
Why Rush?
holdin my block down
MonsterFromTheLAc
magic all the way
The Lion and the Unicorn
How you Doing?
Firefly Chandelier
A good Captain
I ain't got nothing but the blues
I want you to hit me as hard as you can
Bonnie Loves Clyde
Dr Obtuse Banner
Land of the Crane; The Second Coming
out of order
mon amour...
BE SOMEBODY!
Reach For The Sky
Poetically Incorrect
Out of Control
everyday heros
sea lab 5000
Submarine Sandwich
While The City Sleeps
Missionary Proposition
It Came From Beneath The Sea
monkey do
This Is Not A Real Doctor
Fear Of The Dark
treasure chest
That Yellow Mustard
Et tu, Erte?
Breakfast of the Carribbean
Amor No More
The cat with the screaming eyeballs (midnight movie version)
Borophyll
A Modern Sandman