Showing posts with label eating picture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eating picture. Show all posts

Thursday, April 27, 2006

real life gets in the way of blogging

monday - watched 'friends' and built a chair
tuesday - mark and i ran a record 1.6 miles; beth and i built three chairs and a table
wednesday - played basketball, ate at romio's, and talked sex/jobs (that's NOT sex jobs) with nathan; spoke to beth for 27 minutes
thursday - relaxed with mark; went to 'church' at the kangaroo and kiwi
friday - in a homecoming of sorts, beth and i will go out on a double-date (and a half?) dinner with anya and mike at the woodinville las margaritas; perhaps i can convince beth to go for a night swim in cottage lake...
saturday - play tennis (if my thumb heals) and poker (if the crew can be assembled) with skeith
sunday - go to church, finish my pg-13 post


andrew david 'gourmet' yelapa, mexico.

Friday, December 09, 2005

nonsense [2]

nonsense continued...


Andrew David 'An Endophenotyper from the University of Washington' Seattle -- this obviously isn't a particulary lovely picture. it isn't even a good likeness of sean. still, it might be easier to place his comments in context if you can see him eating.

this post is in progress and will be updated later tonight...in the meantime, i do not recommend that you click this link

unfortunately, in typical 17 point scale fashion, i will be unable to finish this post today. and despite the resulting lack of reading material on THIS blog, i still don't recommend clicking this link.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

a secret intermission [cont. 1]

darrrr. the rain has arrived.

if i were writing a poem, i think i'd use the title 'yet another sunset in golgotha' as my inspiration. however, the cluster of trees on the hill is much too busy for a literal golgotha and this literal incongruity might dissuade viewers from pursuing the picture any further. my only hope would be if they happened to be sitting in my living room at this very instant. in that case, they'd be privy to an unusual experience; that of my flatmate (we'll call him Mark) crooning gabriel faure's libera me (take a browse at http://www.emusic.com/album/10827/10827503.html). yep, i think a requiem (and a dark title) might be just the thing to spark interest in my nearly ordinary photo.

in the meantime, here's a pic of the mug behind the voice: