simply love
ah, the uptown whittier street fair. had a nice reminder that that place still exists. i never did like this theater, however, maybe i’ll get off early enough on a wednesday sometime between now and august. hats off to 6740.
there’s never enough looking off bridges
google chat
me: you know what i’m slightly embarrased about?
Tony Infante: ?
me: taking timer photos of myself
it makes like
less cool
it makes it* like
Tony Infante: why
me: because it’s not natural
clearly a pose
Tony Infante: most pictures are poses
like the vast majority
me: not alot that i’ve tried to take
Tony Infante: oh
me: which are like
Tony Infante: well yeah
me: my favorite ones
Tony Infante: it’s not the timing then
it’s the posing
me: yeah
like
examp
http://images3a.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp733%3B8%3Enu%3D6%3B %3B6%3E4%3A2%3E259%3E65%3A557a43336332%3E245%3A977368259ot1lsi
i like this picture alot
but like
Tony Infante: super unsettling
me: don’t even want to put it up on happybirthday
it’s like
not real
Tony Infante: you took this of yourself?
me: yeah
Tony Infante: why do you like taking pictures of yourself on your computer
haha
also why don’t you just ask me to take a picture of you
me: idk
but those were like
i have 3 exposures left
and i want to ship off the film
Tony Infante: we’re just trying to figure it out dude
me: haha
Sent at 4:45 PM on Friday
Tony Infante: i’m thinking about all of us hanging out and having fun downstairs and you alone in your room spending significant time setting up a fake candid shot of you surfing the web
haha
checking out websites
pretty embarrassing
me: you’re such a fool
it’s clearly itunes that is up
Tony Infante: it’s the same as me recording like 8 harmonies of myself for an hour
me: haha
go out, lights. have fun with your fiends.
it’s neither saturday nor sunday.
hula hoops!… i did it again.
today is friday.
and this weekend is going to be rock solid.
a dad at his son’s twenty-fourth birthday barbecue. that’s definitely his son holding that pale ale. and also, this guy does a mean Mashed Potato.
i can’t help but smile when i look at this picture. this is baby leala. she will consistently scare herself with her own farts, hates hula hoops? or maybe only this particular purple one, and plays dead when you simulate a pistol with your thumb/index finger and make a gunshot sound.
