These are two letters out of an entire filthy alphabet. Guess which they are.
also remember that pretty pretty man, you’ll see him again

Me & Angus made a pinhole camera to watch the solar eclipse this evening. I really like how this shot gets both the eclipse and my “holy” tattoo.
More pix soon. What a lovely evening.
(See also? It is nice to have my beau back in town from the prairie. I missed you, Fella.)
I grew up a block away from this magical place. I called it “Mount Orizaba” as a teenager because it’s right at the very highest point of Orizaba Street (which is a serious fucking hill). You can sit up on this rock & get a panoramic view of the entire city of San Francisco. I used to go sit here for hours as a young’un, watching the city, writing, escaping. Me & The Boyfriend went here yesterday and he snapped this photo of me. It was hard not to feel 16 in that moment. Some things never change, I guess.
Also, according to Google, Mount Orizaba is also known as the Lakeview & Ashton Mini-Park. Who knew?
Things that are great about renting a car for Easter weekend with your sweetie:
+ Zipping through the Bay Area suburbia of your early childhood and playing tour guide.
+ Not being reliant on public transit to get you out of family functions that are faraway from your house.
+ Realizing once you leave said family function that neither you nor your sweetheart have ever been to a drive-in movie. Looking up drive-ins in the Bay Area, just ‘cause. Going to a late-night $7 double-feature show at a drive-in in Concord, even though it’s kinda far away. Because fuck it, you are IN A CAR and you have that magical ability.
+ Also, it doesn’t matter if the first movie is TERRIBLE and you only stay for one. The point is not so much the movie. The point is the drive-in.
+ The adorable gay 17 y/o drive-in attendant with the eyebrow ring.
+ Drive-thru milkshakes.
+ Car make-outs.
All of which is to say that yeah, maybe it is time I finally learned how to drive.
Okay so yeah this is pretty much my sexuality right here
Run while you still can
(bonus points if you can read the first line of the story there on the next page)
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Mike & mute mick are going to mass even though mick is really too drunk to even cross himself properly
uuuugh, my heart! so many feels! so good!!!
(i am admittedly very biased as i am schtupping the illustrator, but dude, still! THE FEELINGS, I HAZ THEM.)
I have not forgotten you, sketchblog! I am just busy with the whole life thing. But that doesn’t mean I’m not drawing…
Pix from my GLAM BREAKFAST on Lazy Sunday. I made magic with some chevre, arugula, & eggs, and Angus gave me the mug as my birthday gift — “Because it’s perfect for you, but you’d never actually buy it for yourself.” He knows me well.
I live a good life.
My fella’s as talented as he is foxy, smart, & sweet. That’s sayin’ a whole lot, y’all.
You guys tired of Buster Keaton yet
I have been known to do Dramatic Readings in Strong Bad Voice to cheer people up.
Drunken texts from unimpressive exes? Abusive emails from shitty landlords? They are so much less awful & so much more amusing in Strongbad Voice!
I just read Angus a quaintly batty passage from a website about spiritualism in Strongbad Voice, and we almost died from laughing so hard.
This could also be due to sleep deprivation & finals delirium, but hey, laughter is laughter.
Anyway. Do you have something you want to me read to you in Strongbad Voice? Email it my way & I will totally make you a silly video.
BAYERIA PEOPLES: Do you know anything about the Vulcan Lofts live/work artist community warehouse/loft/co-op/etc situation in East Oakland? A friend looked at a room there today and is considering moving in, but if there are any issues with the Vulcan Lofts, he’d of course love to know before he takes the leap. Got any help/inside info? Thanks!







