rebick

gotta love when your professor shows up to a rally and riles up the crowd. class with her was pretty much exactly like this. as you can probably imagine i got an A.

huntsville/pembroke and in between

gotta represent.

quiet winter stuff

a can of coors light under the ice

"hundreds of penises!" thanks mom

wild turkeys

over breakfast:

"do you know any clowns?"
"no. why?"
"no reason"

sexay pickshahs

do you want to see peektures of me? well now you can. here is a review for my friend pat's zine. you can check out his blog too. that's me on the cover. and inside. go pat!

workshop

these are some photos from my grandfather's workshop in the basement of his cottage, which we stayed in over xmas. it's pretty amazing to imagine the hours of tinkering that have been spent in there. it has ever tool you could possibly need, and is full of model airplanes in various stages of construction.

got a tree, finished papers, ate a lobster. poor little lobster.