Backyard

Tyme is money.

good to be back in Wisconsin...

nom nom wakka wakka nom

Inky, Blinky and Pinky.
Clyde was delicious...

der Hammermeister

this one is for my best friend, the german. 

(thanks to my little brother, seanhead for the linky goodness.)

You came in that thing? You're braver than I thought.

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Kayla Kromer. I don't know who she is... or where she came from.
but she made this. and i cried a little. then i peed my pants. 

and i don't care if it doesn't appear all that comfortable, or that the cover on top doesn't seem big enough to deal with the way I thrash about at night, i give her props for the concept, attention to detail and obvious delight in constructing this. the lights crack me up. and the compartment for action figures. totally awesome hack job. :)

this inspires me to push this "star wars sleeping/lounging apparatus" concept a bit more into the realm of the ridiculous. i think i'm gonna have to make tk421 her own sleeping/beanbag chair of a wookie with its arms wrapped around the occupant. and as anybody that has met tk knows... that dog can SLEEP. 

and let's up the ante one more. how about a hammock chair shaped like an x-wing? or a 60's-styled pod chair done-up like the deathstar. (that would be pretty badass, actually) i think my head just asploded. you steal my ideas before i get a chance to make them and i'll punch you in the nose.

1 through 5... for starters

 
 

ahhhh, sixapart... how do i love thee? let me count the ways:

1) your bottles of scotch (i'd say we're up to 12 or 13 bottles in the last 6 months)
2) your dog-friendly couches where i sit nearly every day with my hairy other half
3) the ridiculous and amazing content found on a daily basis on them t00bz
4) your holiday parties. where people will wear flesh-colored butt panties
5) and for some reason... your free supply of cup-o-soup (kill me)

i can't promise that i won't add to this list in the future.

A history of the Universe, the short story

'Hydrogen is a light, odorless gas, which, given enough time, turns into people.' 

puppy parkour

i especially like the clinkety-clankety noise of his collar.  also, this trainer kicks-ass... makes my dog, tk421, look like the sissy she really is. she'll jump up like that, no problem. but then becomes terrified of how high she is and whines like a baby until i figure out how to "rescue" her. on the upside, i get to feel like a hero every time.

are you f***ing kidding me?!

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*sigh*

r.i.p. bruce c. allen

you and your guitar helped make minneapolis a very special place indeed. you will be missed...

  

photo credit: daniel corrigan
 

wait... where am I, again?

when the weather is kinda crappy and the sun goes down early, i tend to stay in my neighborhood. i do all my errands, walk my dog and find food all within 10 blocks of my apartment. I can even forget that there are other neighborhoods to experience and have adventures in.

my favorite memories in san francisco, however, always happen on the days that I motivate out of the nest, despite my penchant for warmth, movies and a comfortable routine. and especially on days that are rainy for some reason.

today has been one of those days. along the way, I stumbled across this little spot in the mission. It's something i've been meaning to photograph for a while but I keep forgetting and when I *do* remember, I don't feel like going. this shuttered business served to remind me today of missed opportunies, the simple pleasures of a long walk, and ultimately... that life is short.

tomorrow I think I might take a new route home from work and discover something else i've forgotten about.