walking down twelfth to get some food, looking at all the nice houses.
one of the favorites. the colors are so nice and warm feeling.
this house has always been amusing to me. they have concrete cows! and like 4 pit bulls tied out back.
what in the hell?
yup it's a bear head on a stick taped to a utility pole.
it wasn't obvious what those arrows were pointing too, and we were too hungry to investigate.
there used to be a school named after me behind this patch of sidewalk.
brandon's window was an art project waiting to be discovered.
so soft and still.
baby back stripes buzz buzz.
bored waiting to leave the house. this is the day we made curry for everyone.
bird on a line.
as brandon noted, it's a mix of two old 97s songs.... bird in a cage....can't get a line...
the brown bandit!
this is what tennessee looks like from I-40.
so much space.
he is telling me a story. he probably won't like this picture and will ask me to take it down.
we went to a nashville rollergirls benefit punk rock show at 3 crow bar that evening. we got to see hilda.
me and him. i look too much like my mom. or maybe just enough?
the ragin' malaysian and hildabeast meet once again!
me and jeremy. gosh he looks a bit sleazy with his eyes all squinty like that.
now we both look weird.
their little display.
LtoR: hilda, some girl i don't know, michelle, mia, brandon and me.
hilda, jeremy, brandon and me.
sandals does not equal sex, jeremy!
michelle and britt.
hotness.
"whoa are they gonna do it?"
kristina and lisa's husband.
me and michelle.
goodbye!