Some of my hillbilly peeps have made it to California as you can see by their clever dormer and second story additions to the single wide.
Life improved dramatically while we were eating at a little Mexican restaurant, and Chula got the wrong order, and suddenly I had two dinners. The pickled spicy carrots in the bag were fantastic.
Got the bike and rolled through the mountains of Santa Monica yesterday.
Of course it involved cross training on a rope swing.
Hit up the skatepark which was deserted probably because I am the only skater that shows up before noon. Getting old has its benefits. Before you start criticizing the flat ground non-action photo, remember that my photographer found this park and patiently waited while I flailed around and tossed myself to the ground.
Inspired at the Getty, this is Haricot Verts Vagina Monologue.
Life improved dramatically while we were eating at a little Mexican restaurant, and Chula got the wrong order, and suddenly I had two dinners. The pickled spicy carrots in the bag were fantastic.
Got the bike and rolled through the mountains of Santa Monica yesterday.
Of course it involved cross training on a rope swing.
Hit up the skatepark which was deserted probably because I am the only skater that shows up before noon. Getting old has its benefits. Before you start criticizing the flat ground non-action photo, remember that my photographer found this park and patiently waited while I flailed around and tossed myself to the ground.
Inspired at the Getty, this is Haricot Verts Vagina Monologue.
1 comment:
Great report. Glad to read that things have vastly improved.
Regarding the Vagina Monologues, I'm thinking about writing a sequel: "Dick's Soliloquy"
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