My birthday was a little over five months ago. This moth arived today and represents the last of my presents, and thus the end of my birthday celebration. This has been the longest birthday ever.
slug·gish adj. 1. Displaying little movement or activity; slow; inactive: a sluggish stream; sluggish growth. 2. Lacking alertness, vigor, or energy; inert or indolent. 3. Slow to perform or respond to stimulation. 4. Me on a Sunday afternoon.
Bikes to dinner and drinks on a patio. We do this so often that I've even taken this picure before (4-1)
Ever since I've started taking pictures every day, I've had to carry a bag around with my camera in it wherever I go. So far, it's been my grey Fred Perry bag which is now starting to look a little beat. Since I had a store credit sitting around, I'll now be using a new Fjallraven Kanken I got for $5.
Since I forgot my lunch at home this morning, I went with my BK Veggie worst case scenario backup plan. It did however provide fashionable accessories for Marc and Jared.
The organic strawberries Victor gave us are growing like crazy now.
So a few years ago I got really interested in jeans and the textile aspects of denim. Ever since, I'm a total weirdo about wearing obscure jeans from Japan which require special soaking and treatment before wearing. That being said, getting a new pair of jeans is like Christmas.
Keeping my trend of going out of town every weekend, we went to the state track meet in Columbus to see Nicole's dad's team. Beyond the actual event, we definitely went to a people zoo:
"Hey son, have you seen my tshirt with the pot leaf and skulls? I want to wear it to your high school track meet...oh, nevermind, here it is."
I fully intend on going to rehab for obsessivly buying things off of Craigslist. The only beneficial side effect of this addiction is driving all over the place and randomly seeing cool stuff like the sign above. Nicole doesn't like Craigslist, she just likes to shop. We didn't eat at the Diamond Grille, but instead went to a place that apparently serves gallons of mayonnaise every day.
A little while ago, I animated a series of spots for the Zoo's special exhibition "The Scoop On Poop." Tonight, we were invited to go there for their feces themed opening party. We had fun looking at animals and drinking outside with friends/coworkers/clients/plastic faux-feces and I made amends with the opossum species. I have no explanation for this. It was magical.
So the year is half over, that means I'm allowed to post a few cat pictures now right? Besides, no one wants to see pictures of me huffing and puffing on my first run of the year.