In the brown shag carpet of a cheap motel

We're double dipping today!


You know how sometimes your friends can grab your camera, and take a picture without you knowing about it? And then you don't get the roll of film developed for years? And then you're looking at the developed pictures and don't remotely recognize where this one picture came from? Well it turns out you can get back at them by making an unflattering illustration of them. In your face, friends! In your respective faces!


A very stately house near the SCSU campus. It's apparently on the National Register of Historic Places, though I haven't yet figured out why. Perhaps some research is in order? I bought a real fine brush and used it on this one. I need to practice my fine lines for an unrelated project.

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Now playing: Cake - Dime

Tidings for the weekend.

First: Mega huge birthday propers to Jan! It really is too bad you have to share your birthday with Hitler and Columbine. It would be sooooo much better if you were a pothead, today being 4/20 and all. Strike up some Sublime for me.

Second: I ran 1.5 miles last night. It was sweet. Mental toughness, that's what it's all about. The ability to tell your body to keep going when it feels like you have nothing left in the tank. So my distances for the first three runs of the year (go ahead, have a chuckle) are .87, 1.12, and 1.50. I like this direction. Pretty soon I'll be jogging so many miles I'll need nipple tape.

Third:
Take that, liberal conspiracy! We're on to you!

Fourth: The parentals are in town for the weekend. I'm really actually pretty excited. If anyone knows something fun to do in the central Colorado area, I'm all ears. I'm getting my first golfing of the year in this afternoon. It's been so long, I'm just trying not to get beat by my parents. It's their first time on a course ever. I better be freaking amazing. Wish me horrible luck.