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.

Chris and Sarah go to Las Vegas

We went to Las Vegas to be in New York.

Watching the rollercoaster fly around the Statue of Liberty out our window.




Take the money and run.

Mad Men Halloween

We were Roger and Joan

We found a couple dressed as Don and Betty. We owned them.

Chris and Sarah go to The Zoo

Excited about polar bears.


Excited about flamingos.


7 out of 10 about corndogs.

Peacocks use their decorative plumage to attract potential mates.


Sometimes peacocks have to take what they can get.


Narc panda attempts to bust black market bamboo ring.


Discovers connection to street level eucalyptus dealers.


Best picture of Sarah in the history of anything ever.

One Day We Pretented To Be Tourists

Buy an X Large, neon green San Francisco sweatshirt.

Add one golden cable car pin.


Project the image of success.


In imaginary tourist vacation scenario, 19 year-old Sarah can't believe that she has to spend her spring break in stupid San Francisco with her parents and their nextdoor-neighbor friends, getting hit on nonstop by their son instead of going to London to smoke cigarettes at punk rock bars like all of her friends at art school.


Bay cruise? BAY CRUISE!


C'ronas!


Who paints bridges red?! Ew.


"No way! The Rock!" "No way! I LOVED The Scorpion King!"


"Look at the bird!"


"Look at the bird!"


"Look at the bird!"


Another satisfying day in the books.

419 Wythe Ave, Brooklyn, New York

The first of the New York boxes we lived in.


Brick wall in the "bedroom" painted green. Window frames painted grey. Fall of 2003, the first appearance of the brown hat.


"Livingroom" wall painted with giant "FIRM", the namesake of our shortlived freelance design business.


Green "bedroom" and grey "livingroom" met up at drippy octopus. "Living French" was from the cover of a french translation record of Sarah's and sort of referred to her iminant study abroad departure to Paris. The octopus' severed tentacled was painted on the wall down by the floor. Octopuses never go out of style.

When Sarah got back, there was some more decorating. This was in the kitchen. I'm pretty sure it came off the wrapper for some chopsticks we got when we ordered delivery. The writing said "hiccup and glow". No idea where that came from or what it was supposed to mean.


We had an enormous J. Otto Seibold poster in the kitchen (that has since bit the dust thanks to being lugged all over the country), so I painted a big metallic-y bronze frame around it. The litte banner at the bottom said "419 Wythe".