Yesterday sucked my ass. Highlights include unbloggable family drama and my ex-girlfriend telling me not to come to Portland. But fuck it. I got today off of work and I’ve been working on my motorcycle for the last couple hours and the shit is going to be tiiiiggghhhht. Plus it’s a good day for you because I got some pho-dev so my post isn’t 100% bitching. I’m going to post the whole goddamn roll.
There was a wall of fire trying to take out the goldfinches in my backyard. Big walls of fire don’t like scratchy birds.
Scratchy birds prevail.
This mother fucker got a lot of face time on this roll. Though here I guess he’s going for ass time.
We’ve got animals that shed. Mom keeps it slightly homosapien and sweeps up some of the hair.
Duncan loves playing with this rope.
Probably because it’s embarrassing to be a Border Collie and suck so much at catching tennis balls.
Pip thought it better to burn out than to fade away.
This is Spunky. In the 5th grade I won the Biggest Badass Ever award or something like that. My Mom is like, “We’re so proud of you, what do you want?” I wanted a puppy motherfuckers, because I’m a badass. Spunky is that puppy.
Ready for her closeup.
Not ready for her closeup.
Spunk pulls some ass time as well. She got a big o butt.
Hella badass/cute
Should have rocked the tripod. Sold it before I got the roll developed anyway.
Nice ignition coils and fancy yellow 8.8mm wires; everything else rusty and scratched.
Duncan finishes out the roll. He’s deaf so he sleeps through pretty much anything.