New-- fire fly in the bell jar

Torn straight from my sketchbook, and its a free association draw torn straight from my brain on this thundery evening. I especially enjoyed making the cigarette butts in the bottom of the jar.

the learning curve

I'm learning dis song on guitar. It's quite pretty(also meaningful to me in countless ways) and its just what I need to get my ass in gear in terms of practicing guitar.

"are you sensitive to bugs?"- my camp kids

I want to re-learn how to surf (I did briefly, but really badly, and on a 5'7ish board). I really want to find a used longboard to learn properly (one that doesn't cost an assload of money). I absolutely love the ocean, and surfing properly is on my bucket list. Maybe on my last two weeks of summer I'll spring for some lessons.
Today was actually a good day at work, I hope this becomes the norm for the next 5 weeks.

aye.

Working is killing my creativity... true fact. There is something about being out in 100 degree temperatures all day that just really shits on your artistic inclinations.
Aw, but looky here! This makes everything better

Wow. Beck covering Yanni.

wet dog

Went to Atlantic City and all of its kitschy glory yesterday. There was a parade of male casino employees dressed in drag, shaking their assets to "bad romance" and lots of (really) old people playing slots and chugging mimosas/various comped mixed drinks. It was just how I pictured it to be-- campy and awesome.


Anyway...here are some baby owls in a bucket.