Gracie
The ball is not for fetch, it is a snack.
The ball is not for fetch, it is a snack.
These are random photos from the evening and morning that I wanted to keep, log, tag, and whatnot. Above? Digo healin’ up. ▲ ▲ Rockin’ the capris. ▲ Erik & Karl ▲ When in San Francisco, it’s important to take a photo all tilted and make everything look wonky. Required for all tourists. Guilty.
Snapped these Maneki Neko down at Lime in Covington. Sidenote: I believe this is the first time I’ve put an animated gif on this album proper. To learn more about this file format and stuff, here’s a six minute video on the matter. (Warning: people in the video say “Jif” casually.) Other Sidenote: Looks like [...]
Homemade tamales by Nicole kicked off the new year proper. Strawberries were also served. This little one’s called Maya. Eagle Rock
Went up to Columbus to catch Scream 4 with the fellas. I think I was the least impressed. My mini-review: “Ham-fisted corn syrup.” Went back to Joel’s afterward armed with sacks of White Castles and settled in for videogames, watching his roommates dog hump this bolster between rounds of Mortal Kombat.
The Brown was working a different happy hour at Miltons than usual. Afforded me the pleasure of meeting some pups that wander into the Prospect Hill tavern. Adorable, the whole lot.