vocabosa. craft beer. home made. feel bad that i'm out... need more.
a tasty new beverage home brewed by my man, Jerome. hoppy, ale. delish. howdy again.
Evan's got his own blog now. badical mf jones. he hasn't posted anything yet, but i think he'll start showing off how bad ass his firetruck pictures are.
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so i had friend offer up a new slang term today: BEAVER MUSTARD. she had it with a "spring roll" ... sure. sounds like you caught it from a spring roll.
foul, and yet it very well could be mustard, but more than anything, it sounds like something that a visit to the nearest clinic can cure. so thanks for that KPH. just kick back with an ice cold vocabosa. let your worries drift away... moving on.
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"alright, ok."
[above: Evan @ Park (it sounds like "fart" when he says it)]
things are good. i hope they continue to stay good, and even (cross my fingers) get better. Sarah sat on the stairs tonight and lifted her shirt, revealing her gigantic belly. pregnancy is surreal, i cant even imagine having a human being inside me busting up my insides. it's hard to imagine she still has about a month left until she gives birth to Juliette. Meadow. Emily. Cash. Regan. .. ... ... Juliette.
it tends to offer additional perspective. I am referencing her incubation phase, and not so much the many middles of names we've discussed.
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"let's make a movie."
oh man, i'd love to. if i could figure out how, and keep my 9-5. I just gave an old friend a call the other day, who is also a goofy art dork. the first thing he said was, "hell yeh - let's make a movie."
dude's out in Ca, but i think if i could figure out this mystical "cloud" that computer people talk about i might could make it happen. that'd be swell. TOTALLY SWELL, BITCH!
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i miss all you basturds in CALI. Austin is here for you baby!! here and waiting for your asses. come out and get some.
(i am a curmudgeon, i'm sorry, almost. kind of sorry).
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NG.
i switched to Liberty Ale. all good now. :)
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