Because I Stopped Caring About Talking

Living a model life.

This is beautiful to me.

Denim Demon

This won't make any sense to you.

1st anniversary of PRPS Barracuda jeans. Worn approx. 300 days. This is when it gets good.

Testing

Dickering about with the new Lumix LX3 to see how things are going to look.

Le Tour, 1962

This is for Monseur Chris (Le Aubergine Blanc), who will be back in Paris next week communing with his beautiful family.

Best to you all. We love you dearly, and impatiently await your return to these soils.

Bohdisattva

The Philosophy of Bill Murray.

Which gets me thinking about guitar picking.

Mississippi John Hurt



John Fahey



Jack Rose




Three generations. One, two, three.

I didn't make it to the Tweed Ride. I woke up puking at 6 am. Silas did it to me. I finally got out of bed this morning because I had to go do inventory.

The proscuitto de Portlandia, coppa, lardo, and pancetta are hanging in the rafters in a small room that I built to house the beer and sake. It's dark in there, and smells good.

I like a long-term project. Especially one that requires a certain amount of benign neglect. The difficult, expensive, and time-consuming part is now finished.

Waiting is easy.
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There was a thump on the porch this afternoon. The sound of which I like.

My apologies to the Reverend for talking him out of these a year or so ago. I changed my mind and spent the money so you don't have to.

Beautiful.





WHAT TYPE ARE YOU?

And Berg, you need to SEE what Davis could do with that blind, two-finger style.


edit: and, the Tweed Ride. 150 people? GTFo.