It's a tarte.

You know, I always called it Torte.

A torte is a legal term.

It's also a chocolate dessert.

Really?

...but this is a tarte.

Tarte.. Like "She's a tart person?"

No, like the fruit pasteries.

I like the kind from The Farm.

Like, the Gizditch farm?

No.

There's a place in Aptos called The Farm.

This one has raspberries.

What the fuck?
Why'd I get stuck with the shitty blueberry one?!

My first memory of your grandma is that day she was wearing too much bronzer and you called her an oompa loompa.

She talks to cheese.

She what?

Did you hear about that?
So I walked in and she was sitting infront of the firge
and she was holding cheese inher hand and she said "Hello Mr. Cheese how are you today?... That's good. Mine's been fine, just trying to quit smoking..."

Dad, I just feel like a heel.

Fuck, get over it.
It's been a week!

I didn't even talk though,
it was through everybody else and...

Is saying anything to going to make it better though?
No.
You were just complaining that you have no friends and everybody's growing apart.
Maybe you should just go with the flow and let it happen.

Okay, what if this was you.
With Cesar and Joe.
You'd freak out too.

Aw fuck 'em.
I've still got Lupe to give me free shit.

Hello?

Hi Jen.

No, this is Sierra.
Hi Jaquie.

Hey! I've been meaning to talk to you!

Well looks like you've got the chance...

How've you been doing down there?

Eh, it has it's up's and down's, as always.
Por que?

Come visit!!!
I have 3 weeks off work in January,
I'll be home the whole time.

Haha, really?
I'd like that.
You're going to be down here for Christmas, yeah?

Yeah,
I'm staying at your house for a couple days,
that's what I called about.

Oh, I see.
Well I'm the only one here, I'll tell mom you called?
And I'll talk to them about coming up.

Tell 'em I'll take care of your travel fare.
Make sure you have Jen call me.

SIERRAA!!!

Hey Cesar.

What'cha up to?

Oh I dunno yet.
I think I'm going to head out.
Tamales next weekend, yes?!

It's a go!

I'll be here!
Kay, I'll see ya later.

Alright.
Be good!
Or don't, and call me so I can join.

From July

I want that. I want to be part of something that I know will be envied.
I want to be affiliated with people that change the way that the world looks at things.
I want to be at the for-front of a revolution.

That is exactly what I've been trying to say
for 13 years and you worded it perfectly.
Yes, since I was two.

You're the first person I've met that agrees with me.
Everybody else questions my sanity.
"Why would you want that?
What's the point?
It's already happened,
you missed it by 30 years."
I want to document it.
I want to photograph and video tape and write it all down.

Precicely.
I know there's nothing I can do about it,
But I want LIVE it and SMELL it,
& get told stories by Truman Capote and Andy Warhol.

There's really nothing stopping us from creating it.

Just updated.
I feel like I'm talking crazy.

What I'm fantasizing is nuts.
But everyone was much more sophisticated and intelligent then
Society 'developing' has meant rednecks, violence,
and whores making out with each other all over the media.
The world is become more and more close-minded
and society has seem to have misplaced the meaning of the word classy.
I think I want to do a take on Ginsberg's laundry poem, but modernize it.
He would have a lot more cleaning to do in that poem if he wrote it now.

Tell me about it.
We live in a retarded period of history,
and the future's not looking any smarter.
I think I feel as though I have a glimmer of hope in our generation...
I might just be fabricating it though.
I don't think he'd know where to start.
Or, since it's 2008, he wouldn't.
He'd hire a maid.

Grade 7

I could eat so many donuts.

Ugh, you know how you feel after you eat one donut? Gross.

They've gotta start putting Exlax donuts,
you know, so it's over faster.

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Oh, you guys are doing genetics in science?

Today, Ms. Ulrich asked me what pedigree was,
I said dog food, so I got a detention.

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I told Mr. Knight that I didn't understand what we were doin, so he called a class meeting and we had to talk about my feelings.
The problem had nothing to do with my feelings.

Nothing is Sacred

...it really never gets old...
it can't top the biggest gold fish in the world however.

I think I need that fish.

Seriously. I'm just going to have to take immensely good
care of our celestial goldfish in the tearoom.
What should our fishes names be?

Something dignified. I'm not having a fish named Goldy.

Certainly not...
I fell like we should name
him/her after someone or something.

Something huge.

I'm too crampy and tired to think of anything good...
You're the clever one.
Go hipster and think up something all wit and good looks.

How's New Hampshire?

Cold.

I'm not dumb.

What were you asking?

If you were enjoying living with your uncle.

I am.

What's distracting you?

Huge psychedelic silhouettes.

I think I met somebody smarter than you.

Don't confuse being smart and being open.

I'm... he's both smarter and more open.

Rephrase: Don't confuse being open with being attractive.

I'm going to sound like a mental patient.

If I remember correctly, the word you use is "loon"

Why thank you so much!

Would you just tell me?

Okay. I heard you singing yesterday.

You're right, that is creepy.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

How? I left the house once yesterday.

You're voice isn't half bad. It's different than I thought.
You're an alto. It's nice.

But, how?

I think you need to take yourself more seriously.

Where were you and how did I not know?

I think the proper answer is
"Oh thank you, Mr. Hollins, that's quite a compliment"

I'm not going to say anything.

You're taking this remarkably well.

"I don't quite understand why you blog.
I mean, it's interesting to me, really.
But you don't attend school.
You don't converse with anybody.
You have no experiences to speak of.
You take a series of buses to get up the coast as far as you can,
and then you take photos.
It's exactly what I do,
except I drive,
so I guess I'm one to talk...

But really.

Explain to me."
-Oliver