oceans never listen to us anyway.

admittedly, i was a little bummed when my flight left omaha in the snow. i like walking around all bundled up in a white void. i think you can see why i wasn't that upset for long, though...

catlong sighs holding kitty's black tooth

more pictures of ryan and julie's cats... i think one of the few things i like about monkey is taking snaps of her. lights are on, but no one's home.




and here is a rare appearance of penelope. she's portrayed in rare black and white:

do you know where i was at your age?

i went to nyc to watch a vikings game.
the other people at the bar were more interesting than the game.

throw roses in the rain...

went to nyc again this month for work... word was not so good, but i got to see a couple good exhibits, pick up some photos books, eat some wonderful sushi and spend time with ryan and julie. all in all, not shabby.

i'm not sure julie takes a bad picture.



ryan? usually good. heh. can someone link the shirts v. skins pic? ryan is resilient. had three teeth pulled about 30 hours before this snap.



it rained. rain beats snow.

hey little heroes, summer's long but i guess it ain't very sweet around here anymore.

there are huge snowdrifts outside my apartment today. thought it was a good day to put this snap up from warmer days.

apparently, to raise money for a bar, you can pre-open... basically serve booze before you open. you can get a permit for three days or something. also, if you don't have a kitchen, apparently you can just cook right there on the sidewalk. on one of the main streets in brooklyn. i gotta believe nyc would have a permit for that, too.

ain't no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan.

my sister micki and her husband brad were nice enough to have everyone over for thanksgiving this year. i got to hang out with two of my favorite cousins (but not quite legitimate #1).

marcus likes beer. but not good beer. he's drinking keystone light in a glass. you stay classy. by the way, that is not a dining room table.



daniel found some pajamas he liked and wore them all day long. well, he wore them for a few hours until his mother said, "daniel, it's time to take those off. it's a more awkward now and less funny."

nothing is forgotten or forgiven, when it's your last time around.

can't remember the place, but some not-so-trendy bar in nyc that has been open a while. i do recall that i wanted to take his picture, and julie helped break the ice.

he visited this bar because he used to spend some time there years ago. he moved away, but came back to see the city.

in the window there's a face you know.

some of you (ryan) may remember this cat from a year ago when she tried to steal my money. she's a bit more shy now, but still is a cute cat.

tiptoe through our shiny city.

according to ryan, this picture "sums up our relationship." i'm not sure i know exactly what that means. i have a few ideas, but i'm open to yours. ryan is my best friend, but i will say this- julie is one of the most patient people i have met (among other qualities).



whoa. hundred posts.