the tide is high, and so is tina

we found some shells, sand fleas and a little love, but no dead seals.
also we ate some clam chowder later that day.

asleep

I am trying to break your heart

wilco visited portland, and sarah and i visited wilco.


sky blue sky


this is wilco. yes, they're really that blurry.


this reminded me of our commitment ceremony

refined, organic and raw sugar... together again

tina and sarah came in for a visit. we toured some industrial areas, and other things, too.




we also visited some wine bars. this is me, lurching in.

shed

hold on to your pants, as joren might say. it's the new shed.

T.K.A.K.C.

Totally Kick Ass Kids' Club


uh huh. Childrens League of Urban Chiken Keepers


so, you know, we've got that going on out here.

rubberside down

we spent three days biking the sometimes sunny, sometimes drizzly oregon coast with our friends niki, brent and niki's dad, loyal, who, for an old guy, kicked some serious ass, including mine.


early morning flat


spookified boat


brent and joren




mustard and beer break on cannon beach


my hair after about 20 miles. super whispy, just the way i like it


sand dunes and ocean wine stop after we finished

some things i like about our new neighborhood

within walking or rascaling distance:

2 brew pubs
1 awesome fried chicken place
tons of hasidic jews, for some reason
organic pet food shop where i would totally go if my cat weren't dead
wednesday night bingo at local, smelly bar