today on my way to work, I spotted a message written on 11th outside of the Stranger's office, written on the pavement in colored chalk, written in the middle of the street- "FUCK YOU STRANGER! FROM LINK (triforce symbol) P.S.: DIE" I didn't stop to take a picture of it sadly, and there wasn't a high enough vantage point to make a good picture of it. I do love that Link(who is Link?) signs his name with the Triforce symbol from the nintendo game. started my day with a laugh.

also, all of these soldiers are carrying rocket launchers and all this firepower is creeping me out.

photographs from August 28, 2008

Jake's workstation, full of Healthy Times posters and a 2008 kitty calendar

goats eating blackberry and invasive species by the dog park near I-5. what a great idea to get rid of those pesky plants! goats will eat anything and everything.

walking up E Pike with Kristen after visiting the Six Arms. too excited to hold the camera still.

visiting with my sister this weekend in Puyallup. I'm stoked. what's new? Making plans to visit Dario Robelto: Alloy of Love on Monday before it leaves the Frye. I want to visit the Henry to see The Violet Hour. I need to talk to some academic advisors to see if I can audit a course on cognitive psychology and HCI. I keep dragging my ass on this. I'm going to work overtime this weekend - work on Labor Day - to grab a holiday later. Need to find lights and DJ gear for the birthday party (Sept 5th, midnight, my place.)

Jean-Michel Basquiat
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