Just watched the Giants get crushed by the Houston Astros 6-0. Gosh, aren't the Astros like 34 and 90? Mark DeRosa got a base hit, that was sort of neat. Not fun folks, not fun.

And then I sent out a text message that said something like "I wonder what it feels like to have a woman's butt, there's just so much there..."

Some responses:

haha, I'll ask around

it's not that buttery, maybe soft. sometimes it can hurt though if you sit too hard

you wish you had my butt?

i want to photoshop my butt onto your body

OMG eat a cheeseburger

ay you better ride the giant dipper tomorrow, after scoring some heroin in the beach flats that is. god santa cruz is so witch haus

well i know for me i have a smart ass that sits up as soon as it sits down

...

i went to the store and bought some bread

i called AT&T cause my internet connection sucks, and then i got a call from the tech guy, i picked up and said "hello?" and the tech guy said "is this Johnny Sakkis?" i said "yeah, is this AT&T?" and the tech guy said "what's up motherfucker?!!! this is P. Constantinos!!!!" and i was all "Saun?" and the tech guy was all "yeah, dude, this is Saun, i got assigned to your house, what the fuck is going on?"so Saun came over and we listened to Beck's Stereopathic Soulmanure while he drilled into my phone jack and fixed my internet connection. i spent the entirely of last weekend listening to David Banner drinking beers and sweating balls sleeping in the back of Saun's truck on the Eel River. and then on the way home, taking a short cut of course, we got into a car accident. the moral of the story is that Greeks gotta stay together.

Oriana Small (Ashley Blue) came into SPD today. it was great to meet her. she was with her husband Dave Naz. she told this great story about drawing a mustache on a dude's penis at Booksmith last night. and then she also autographed someone's butthole. i read her book GirlVERT in two days in my office a couple months ago. i played some Rolling Stones classics while she signed a bunch of books. SPD can be weird sometimes.

i just got a text message from A. that said "well i was going to leave you a message but my friend called, probably for the better. see you tomorrow." i feel like i should eat a ton of salt water taffy tomorrow, or at least a bag of Kettle Chips and a pint of ice cream.

currently listening to Gavin Bryers The Sinking Of The Titanic, again and again and again.

have a good night. i'll see you on the Astral.