Im alive in Seattle, without a computer monitor at the moment. ack!

sunday

I may actually be leaving on sunday. The plan is to take the Trans-Canadian highway all the way west. Because my motorcycle is older than I am, I am trying to maintain some flexibility of mind to ready myself for potential bussing, hitchhiking, or walking. You all tucked in? Well heeeeere we go.

back of the pickup

my brother was visiting and although he just got knee surgery done, we just had to go for a ride.

my vinyl weighs a ton

This is trevor picking though the trash piles as i moved out of my apartment. hey trevor, you want some randy newman?
no?
no, im keeping that john prine record.
And the O'Jays, shit I cant beleive I didnt catch that when I was sorting.

Yeah, take that Rancid record. Yeah, it is pretty sweet. No, im sure. its all you.

St. Anthony Main

Libby Pardoned Today.

Impeach and jail the president.

I went to school in Madison for a year, and at the end of that year we were moving out of our apartment when these pictures were taken. Mark had just stopped by the booze shop that was but steps from our backdoor ( to the detriment of our brains ) to pick up alittle something light to drink. In the few minutes he was gone we pulled everything out of the fridge, Neil took off his shirt and put on a stocking, jumped inside, and the game was afoot.

I think Mark was suprised. I probably would have soiled myself.