I MADE ANOTHER HATT. This one is called “Thank God Holden Caulfield is not a real guy: too bad he’s not - for punching

NEW HAT. I call this one the Montague vs. Crapulet jerk hat. Thank you.

Back in Sacramento, btw. Back in Sacramento, btw. Back in Sacramento, btw. Back in Sacramento, btw.

Back in Sacramento, btw.

Ay dogg, I hear you like sun hats. So I put.. a bunch of yarns.. together.. and..

So I made a hat for girls who are from San Francisco and wear really big sunglasses. I do not own a pair of really big sunglasses, so I put on some wicked red shades for you to be able to imagine really big sunglasses. Or. To make that easier for you. Or because I have two black eyes.

Hat nickname: RAINBOW ROAD

THE MULLET IS OUT OF CONTRULLET!

I think this is possibly day 4 of filth-hair. This amazing filth comes at the most inopportune time though; for tomorrow I must arise to meet the day early and interact with people that may “potentially” get me money. This flip goes flat for no man, though.

Viva la filth.

(Has anyone noticed that I don’t move from this couch? Yep..)

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march 2009

RELATIONSHIP TURNING POINT: I’ve got a copy of your keys, boy.

This moose represents.. our.. mutual love of Northern Exposure. And.. that lady with the mole.

SSSAAAATANG!

SSSAAAATANG!