"is this sad?" "yeah"

hello, sunny saturday. woke up and did some house stuff. i wasn't feeling great. lay on the couch a bunch. then went to the park.



ooohhhh look who's back! it's angela, and she's telling a funny story!



oh look, more people. hi blondie!



layla wants to play ball but no one will!



jetted home to get ready to meet up with this one:



SHE IS A DREAM.



moving right along.



did i mention she was wearing SILVER shoes? of course she was. i, on the other hand, was wearing beige and black.



look how happy we are! yeaaaahhhhhh!!!



come on brother, get your skinny butt out here!



oh there you are.



please bear with my terrible shots. i was drunk and also being jostled. some of these (the less blurry ones) are renata's.



STILL HAVING FUN!



this show felt a bit different. not in a bad way, it just wasn't as gritty or something. 1) no violin or harmonica (essential) 2) WHERE is bryn davies? there was 50% less sass on stage without her (looked it up, apparently she's in jack white's all-female band) 3) who is that guy playing second guitar? (also looked that up, it's paul niehaus from calexico) 4) there were drums 5) i guess he's too big to drink at the bar after the show now 6) why is no one dancing? what's wrong with people? it was the weirdest crowd. but we had a blast and shook that place up. sometimes it's even more fun to dance when other people are being scarecrows.



truth be told, he's best on his own anyway.



after. accidental shot.



so sad. i guess things change.



except for the way you feel about me now. get it? i'm a dad.