one of these things is not like the other,

one of these things, is not the same. here's some pretty awesome looking whatnot from the shooting day.

my friends reign high in the mountains

brodeo, eva, arwyn. living the dream, the lot of them.

everybody likes the big guns,

but I think brodeo looks the best with it. maybe it's the puddle cutter sling, maybe it's the fact that it's brodeo, either way, hellof a nice picture, friend.

I got shotgunned.

thank you, brodeo, for the fine picture of me. thanks to chris for the shirt, that makes it so that I couldn't look tough to save my life. ha. you talking shit boy? don't make me take off this mogwai shirt and kick. your. ass.

how the fuck do you spell "arwyn"?

I have no idea if that spelling's right. she says her dad's jewish, and so therefore she is, which worked out well enough, because she caught the free boat to israel. her laugh is infectious, and loud, the kind of laugh that catches you off guard, and you wonder if it's okay to be having such fun, and you wonder if they'll kick us out from wherever we are if we keep flaunting our good time. plus, babe, smart, funny, all of the key words one looks for in a bank robbing associate. also, this firecracker is about five foot tall. the shot gun there is about four foot tall. holy shit, she owned that thing.

also, click here for a digital cheat, I took a picture that didn't really come out, but it shows how damn big that cannon was, so I fucked with it for five minutes just so you could see it. you're welcome.

breaking europeans

so, my new friend eva is in town, from germany. I asked her what she wanted to do, and she didn't have an immediate answer, so I said, "want to go in the woods and shoot guns?" she got very excited. here's some of the best pics: eva shooting a gun for the first time (with range safety freedom fighter james capell), eva looking tough with a four foot shotgun, eva laughing with a four foot shotgun. let me say that her shooting was amazing to watch, she was so nervous, but she thought about every shot, and aimed very carefully. it was pretty sweet.

elias (sam) giangos

even elias running away from me taking a picture makes for a good picture. I'm going to catch him one day. sam is one amazing kid. really funny and witty, really drunk and fall downy, really self deprecating, really generous and kind. a hell of a good dude. apparently he has an abundance of steaks these days?

madeline

I don't have shit for pictures of madeline. it's because she's at lawnmower university, and I don't get to see her much. but here's the short version: met madeline when I was 12. we were in honors science. fucking nerds. we'd sing beatles songs with brent zundell. at any rate, that was 18 years ago, friends. so, I guess what I'm getting at, is that whenever I start working your last nerve, whenever you start to be real irritated with all the shit I'm putting you through, just keep in mind, madeline's been dealing with that shit for eightteen fucking YEARS. anyway. here's her playing my suitcase organ on her porch. and on a side note, her dad is cooler than any dad on the planet, except maybe mine. because my dad's the coolest, even if he did one time call madeline a drug addict.

to the airport, begrudgingly

I love this picture. there was a heavy mix of exhaustion, and a demand for more time, that morning. hopefully the time will come in the future. but we went to the airport, and anna-lena went home, and I went to my job, unchallenging, unrewarding, with benefits paid in only the ability to listen to music while seeing the pretty sites around portland, and mornings spent bullshitting with simon green, and really I just wanted to go back to cape disappointment, and try to figure out how to get down to the beach.

anna-lena

another.

kim of bombshell fame.

kim gets antsy when you try to take her picture. I don't even know if she knew I was taking these, but I think they're nice. oh, and since she supplies me with wonderful shirts and jackets, and she has impeccable taste (and is a total babe), I must recommend you go check out bombshell vintage, on burnside, across from doug fir. it's awesome.

kaffee?

it's the one thing in america that is amazing. apparently. and the view from my seat to the east, on the bottom.