Bloody eye

Canned ham? Stuffed toast?? I'm hittin' this blog with the realness! Get on my level!

wonder friends

this is mister haminal:


he is 93% cuteness



this is mister toast:



he is very curious



they are my new best friends



they say "hi"

you better listen to the radio

yeah, you do.

i leave a trail of hearts

Thankstaking

Or maybe I'd be a Thanksgiving sandwich.

I'm delicious

I guess I'm a cheddar cheese omelot and a slice of olive bread.

you are what you eat

this baby spaceship would probably be roasted chicken legs.

maybe i'd be maguro sushi

hey baby spaceships- if you were a food, what would you be?

I'm thankful for many things

Steve was on his feet all day.

Lucy helped stir the gravy.

Fifteen pounds!

Yum.

Hey! Not so fast!

What's over there?

It's Max!

He's excited!

And ready for turkey!

I think we're all ready.

Lucy is an amazing lady.

She's turning 92 next week! Happy birthday Lucy!

Can we eat yet?

The answer is yes!

Turkey, squash, sauerkraut, peas, sticky rice with Chinese sausage and chestnuts and shitake mushrooms, real gravy, two kinds of cranberry sauce.

Round 1.

Max looks hungry. Too bad!

Lucy has some great stories. What an incredible life.

I'm feeling it.

All my lies are always wishes

There's a Chinese restaurant a block from my house called Phoenix Dragon.

They have dim sum on the weekends.

It's pricy and probably shipped frozen from New York.

Someone in town has a personal archive of old punk posters. I found this one at White Electric. You can't tell from this picture, but it's huge - like 5 ft. by 3 ft.

I've been logging mad hours in my office lately.

I stole this from the bottoms of Christina's e-mails.

Stephanie's list.

Things I learned.

Hello notes.

Hello Lt. Ehren Watada.

Hello giant stack of books.

Hello rainy night.

Burnt out