The California Log.
Day VI.

Today I learned that Snoop Dogg's real name is Cordozar Calvin Broadus, which is the craziest name I've ever heard. He is also the skinniest being ever. Skinnier than Keith. I bet if Keith did drugs he'd look just like a white Snoop. And we could all call him Cordozar.

Today I experienced exotic ice cream. Avacado and Coconut. It didnt taste like Avacado. Or Coconut. But it was really good. I did alot of thinking in that ice cream shop.

The nephew hasn't come yet. What a psychopath. We are going to call him Darcy if he's dark and swarthy. And I will call him Darcy even if he's not.

Today Emily Guy and I went to the park, and this guy was there with his ugly Pug dog. and Guy wanted to see it. I think that guy was gay. He loved his little dog way too much and he had a high weird voice.
But, I reasoned, just because I am in California doesn't mean that every girly guy is gay. The fact that he was there at a park with a little ugly dog might mean he was strolling for girls. But this one strolled away.
I also thought, just because a guy is nice and not gruff and has a little ugly dog and loves his ugly dog ALOT, why do i automatically think he's gay. I do not know.

On another note. Jack White is thinking about coming out with a solo album and he might play all the instruments himself. This man, is amazing.

Emily owns alot of couch pillows. And she just threw away three. There is a sock on the floor.
And dinner is ready.