I See My True Colors Shining Through

I finally got around to scanning my pictures. Yes, I still scan shit. If more people cared I would probably make the effort, but chances are if you’re reading this you’ve seen the hard  copies already.

And in case you couldn’t tell, I am in the assiest of assy moods today. Fuck everything, man. Oh, you wanted to see some fucking photos? I wish you would stop humoring me. Fine, whatever. Here:

Glass in the Garden

Blown glass is my favorite thing in the entire world, particularly if it’s cobalt blue. Dale Chihuly is a genius and a gift from God. I’ve gone back three times already. Keep your eye out for the foxes, though. No matter how beautiful the art is, there’s nothing weirder than foxes in the middle of the city.

Ty’s Wedding

I don’t have too many pictures of this. Here’s Ty with Adam’s baby, the greatest roomies in the history of roomies, and one of the frat. I like that picture because it’s of my favorite boys in the world. Well, nine of them are my favorite boys in the world. The other seven are cool too, as far as I can tell.

The Circus

I would call this section “Voltron”, but I don’t have any pictures of Voltron. Here’s a picture of that creepy-ass mime. And as I told Katie, I don’t know why I felt the need to DUCK in front of a guy on STILTS, but whatever.

So there’s your pictures. Happy now? I’m sure you were holding your breath. God, I need a cigarette and a hug.