108 photos, that’s a magic number
Ranged from 12/29/2012 – 1/24/2013
There’s the attempt to clean the black beans that got spilled in my car. Bert flicking me off at Hermitage Grill. Chris and Sarah visiting from Philly. A vinyl Christmas tree. New Years at Alyson’s house and Honey Whytes. Busby on my chest in the morning, every morning. That poor little frozen Quail. Unsavory Chic-Fil-A ad. My hand, I was meditating in Bryan park. That yield sign was cool. The solar cat we got as a gift from my parents. Birthday party, buying molding, my new office, too many pictures of Sarah (she makes me), started reading Infinite Jest, Fat Dragon (previously Stronghill on Boulevard) Sapporo Samurai Sword beer tap and under the glass of the bar is a ton of those Japanese coins with the square hole ~ I always thought it was a koku, but I guess that’s wrong, Miss Hannah Standiford (Cardinal Compass) playing at the Republic, my new office, a cat postcard that Jessica Louise Dye sent me, Tim helped us at work and won a chocolate medal, at Great Wraps for South Beach Tuna they accidentally have “sprouths” on their sign, drunk me at Dot’s after the first snow (for any kind of apocalypse, head to Dot’s Back… they’ll be open), cleaning the fridge for the applicance repairman and Doof got in there (“snax in here?”), DMV was closed for General Lee/Jackson day… mmm… hmm…, sitting by myself in Phoenix Garden but I had a nice lunch, shipping a guitar loop pedal for my brother (he upgraded to something better), bought myself some Scotch and it came with a wee 18 year bottle that was delicious, last of the snowmen, Mommy’s Time Out wine at Brian’s party, going to the Village with a girl with a cracked phone… mmm… what was her name again? Cute little thing too bad i’m instantly insane as soon as I get near her, a piece of red cedar cut fresh from a chainsaw (hopefully will help fix the car smell although the dryer sheets seem to be working), Branston pickle and cheese sandwich at mum and dad’s, whoo!, a beer making kit with a cheesey guy on it, a picture of me when my mom was a stunner and I had girl hair poofs, I LOVE A DAYLIGHT MOON, I really do, more Alyssa cat doodlings, testing a fire extinguisher, happy face car in the snow from the neighbor’s kids, a tiny chocolate Jim Beam bottle, and a slate painting of Bourbon street that is hanging on my wall in my office and I think my old girlfriend Missi got it for me back in the diddle and it’s her birthday today, yay.
Then stuff people sent me. That screw that’s almost the size of a lighter was in Ziera’s leg. Yuck.
You know the drill. Click photo, use cursor keys to bring up the rest of them. Sorry cellphones, you’re all ass out. Then scroll down to the Stuff People Sent Me gallery. Man, screw wordpress. Sometimes I just want to migrate to Tumblr and get rid of this blog. I don’t type words anymore anyway.