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Cookin' up some trouble

Woke up halloween morning and shuffled into the kitchen.



Some warm water, a couple handfuls of cocoa powder, bottle of corn syrup, bunch of corn starch and a few tubes of red food coloring. Stir it around, drink some coffee, stir it around, let it sit. What do you get?



A crime scene.



Soak a wig and an old dress in a crime scene and what do you get?



Something that may or may not be a Carrie costume. Whatever it was, people told me it was pretty creepy. I don't know. I didn't have my glasses on.



At any rate, the bus ride home was pretty weird.



And when it's all over, what helps correct a post-party, too much candy, day after Halloween hangover situation?


Perforating paper bad guys.

This pin is awesome.

Somebody in Indiana found this pin in their garden and mailed it to me. Do you know what's awesome? This pin. Do you know what else is awesome? Life.

Time to shovel some coal into the old furnace.

This button lives in my friend Brad's elevator. Probably also in Saw VII.

Brad's super creative and motivated to the point of making ordinarily lazy mortals want to barf. After the barfing subsides, you feel pretty bad about yourself and all the things that you should be doing but aren't, and then you go to a bar and forget all about it.

That all totally happened after my latest visit to his apartment, but for some reason, this time I feel a lot more motivated. Maybe I just feel like a boring person and don't want to have to live with that feeling. Anyways, I'm going to sit down and start doing stuff. These things will include:
• 1 ink drawing a day.
• Making/finishing a book of toasts, which I have actually already started.
• A november project for which I will attempt to paint one person a day from a photograph taken of them sitting at the Cathay House. I will call this project "Stool Samples".
• Surfing more.
• Possibly going fishing, but I don't know since you can't eat anything you catch around here and if that's the case then what's the point. I own a rod that I've never used though. So. There's that.
• Spending less time in bars, and more time sitting on hills and roofs, watching the fog roll in with friends, drinking brewskies, and hatching plans.

That list is overly ambitious I know, but I'm a husband now, so I should at least try to be an interesting one. Also, someday there will be kids, and I'm going to need them to think I was cool once.

Hats off to all the Brad's of the world. I hope to join your ranks shortly. Fix your janky elevators.

Ahoy, bitches

Guess we'll take this blog back out to sea.

Randoms

Sarah and Frenemy

Chris and Frenemy


Sarah made the scarf, whatever happened that day made the expression.


Josh is either trying to impress by using the volcano salsa or pulling a hair out of his burrito.


Santa Monica


Getting ready for cocktails by the pool requires striking
a lot of "and how about if I hold the drink THIS way" poses.


Failed cocktail-holding-pose #17


Sarah sews pretty.


Sarah pretending to be Chris pretending to be Sarah petting Karate.


Ferry to Sausilito for french toast.


San Francisco looks like Maine.

An Outing for the Infirm

Sarah had been sick in bed forever, so we snuck out on sickness
and went to the beach for a day.

The beach in Tennessee Valley. Sleeper waves and shipwrecks.








Then over to Rodeo Beach to figure out how to crotchet.