DID YOU KNOW? The Mexican coat of arms has prickly pears on it.
Covertly, covertly is how I stole pictures from Ruthie's camera this morning and I don't want to use all of them in this entry because she should get to use them for her inevitable entry on the subject, but I'm procrastinating now, yes now at 11:05 PM on a Sunday, and I need just one or two to facilitate that. Sorry, I hope you understand.
But this is not stolen; this is a picture I took of the aftermath of our pumpkin-carving extravaganza yesterday, complete with our landlord Sonny, who thinks that I have "very creative friends." As someone, probably also Ruthie, noted yesterday, I actually have very brand-loyal friends. You can see in this picture pumpkins dedicated to Apple, Miller, Radiohead, and Chevron, which we're hoping gets destroyed by our neighbors who protested BP giving money to UC Berkeley. Mitra and Jeremy carved the Apple pumpkin and it is actually the one that is still holding up the best--take from that what you will.
Yo, Hung and I just want to preach equality, though, with our No On 8 and Human Rights Campaign pumpkins. Oh, somehow I just know that somebody is gonna see my pumpkin sitting there on our porch and be motivated to vote against eliminating my right to marriage. Especially in Rockridge. It's gonna happen.
And, you know, I can't fault Adam for trying to improve Chevron's image by imprinting its brand on some green, organic matter. Definitely the first step towards building those new refineries that they want.
This would just be an awesome picture if I were just a little bit better at photography. With a little photoshopping (yay, more time to waste), it did not turn out so bad. It almost lives up to the excellence of the pumpkin.
You know, I like aerial views, and I am just so thankful to be living in a residence that is conducive to that.
...even though I just kind of stood over Hung and held the camera up high to get this one.
So this is actually the only pilfered picture, and it's what Lauren and I wore to the evening's special Halloween Bootie after carving pumpkins. I did not fall in love, as I had hoped in my previous entry, but I did hear a mashup of "Smells Like Teen Spirit" with "Monster Mash" (could be improved by the interpolation of either "Since U Been Gone" or "Werewolf Bar Mitzvah") and also discovered that taking a lasso to Bootie is one of the best ideas I have ever had.
Covertly, covertly is how I stole pictures from Ruthie's camera this morning and I don't want to use all of them in this entry because she should get to use them for her inevitable entry on the subject, but I'm procrastinating now, yes now at 11:05 PM on a Sunday, and I need just one or two to facilitate that. Sorry, I hope you understand.
But this is not stolen; this is a picture I took of the aftermath of our pumpkin-carving extravaganza yesterday, complete with our landlord Sonny, who thinks that I have "very creative friends." As someone, probably also Ruthie, noted yesterday, I actually have very brand-loyal friends. You can see in this picture pumpkins dedicated to Apple, Miller, Radiohead, and Chevron, which we're hoping gets destroyed by our neighbors who protested BP giving money to UC Berkeley. Mitra and Jeremy carved the Apple pumpkin and it is actually the one that is still holding up the best--take from that what you will.
Yo, Hung and I just want to preach equality, though, with our No On 8 and Human Rights Campaign pumpkins. Oh, somehow I just know that somebody is gonna see my pumpkin sitting there on our porch and be motivated to vote against eliminating my right to marriage. Especially in Rockridge. It's gonna happen.
And, you know, I can't fault Adam for trying to improve Chevron's image by imprinting its brand on some green, organic matter. Definitely the first step towards building those new refineries that they want.
This would just be an awesome picture if I were just a little bit better at photography. With a little photoshopping (yay, more time to waste), it did not turn out so bad. It almost lives up to the excellence of the pumpkin.
You know, I like aerial views, and I am just so thankful to be living in a residence that is conducive to that....even though I just kind of stood over Hung and held the camera up high to get this one.So this is actually the only pilfered picture, and it's what Lauren and I wore to the evening's special Halloween Bootie after carving pumpkins. I did not fall in love, as I had hoped in my previous entry, but I did hear a mashup of "Smells Like Teen Spirit" with "Monster Mash" (could be improved by the interpolation of either "Since U Been Gone" or "Werewolf Bar Mitzvah") and also discovered that taking a lasso to Bootie is one of the best ideas I have ever had.
2 comments:
Gourds? Really?
(at least make a tag for Apple)
Let it be known that mass coporate whorery results in theft.
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