After 31+ hours of air travel (and just barely making it out of St. Louis), I was able to sleep in my own bed last night. I’d like to thank Mike, the Duffs, and the rest of the boys for putting up with me for the last two weeks and for showing me a fine time!

I may post a bit more media in the near future… or not… either way, here’s some audio of Mike and I playing Squirrel Hunters in lovely Fremantle, Australia.

A while back we had a fine time playing downtown on the Square. I put these photos up now because I forgot to then… pretend it was this past weekend if that sort of thing bothers you. Here ye be…

I’d love to stay and chat about my new house that I recently bought, but I’ve got to run down to Wolf Kubly… again (Home Depot is for sissies). In the meantime, feel free to gawk at my new digs and the surrounding area. Bet you wish you lived in the #1 best place to live in the universe…

This morning, I suggested a friend perform a little photojournalism. Since I'm an equal opportunist, I decided to photograph my usual walk to the store. Now I've walked this path hundreds of times but this time taught me something interesting... It's damn peculiar what will present itself when you cary a camera.

Long ago, my friend Dara showed me her series of pictures of single (not pairs mind you) abandoned shoes. I always liked those photos and since seeing them, I've discovered that single abandoned shoes are not as uncommon as one might think. It makes me wonder if I'll ever have a repeat of today's find... and yes, that is actual poop.

This will only be funny to my immediate family... Now THAT'S an "Oooh Babe".

Being an innocent bystander and getting accidentally caught during someone else’s 15 minutes of fame, is kinda funny. It’s funnier still when that 15 minutes gets stretched for another minute and a half 10 years later. Luckily, I’m still just as hot now as I was then… here and in Canada. I am everywhere!

I hope the thieves eat it… while standing very near a hospital.

I spent most of the weekend at my friend Mary’s house up in the mountains in Scotts Valley. Surrounded by mountains and redwood trees, we drank, ate and played music to the *wee hours. A fine time was had by all… as this photo montage will attempt to corroborate…

* actual wee time may vary
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Waking up at 4am has it’s advantages. Coffee seems to taste better… and it offers a fresh look at the world. For example…

My friend Michelle… she was always capable of kicking my ass but now the United States Marines are teaching her ways to do it more efficiently.
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