Pictures

A break from Finals for picture posting.

Evil Ipod

my Ipod decided to delete all my music.

no more Silver Jews on sunsets.

no more SF59 on road trips.

no more American History/Culture/Sasquatch.

no more Bob.

no more American Railroad Songs.

damn. make a brotha get angry.

Bloggerino

Only the individual who is solitary is like a thing subject to profound law, and if he goes out into the morning that is just beginning, or looks out into the evening that is full of things happening, and if he feels what is going on there, then his whole situation drops from him as from a dead man, although he stands in the very midst of life. -Rilke

slide from history of achitecture class

Things Occupying My Mind

Drawing in Sketchup. 76 Tulip Poplars. 767 Cinnamon Ferns.

Listening to Pandora, getting heavy distortion/reverb 80s pop bands. good stuff.

Getting ready for Men's Weekend ( Blue Ridge Georgia, beer, basketball, Big Lebowski )

irrigation weekend workshop, classes 8-6. sat, sun.

the Toro corporation speaker looks like Alfred Turley.

i guess the only bad thing about trying to kill a cockroach is if you miss it, it just might fall down on the table right next to your bed. my b, mr cockroach.