Tag Archives: friends
Coming right along
So I guess if you haven’t figured it out by reading lately, I up and bought a house. This one actually. Amid worldwide markets crashing and all the newscasts beating me over the head about how shitty the … Continue reading
Filed under Oakland, Tales Told
If you have beer, they will come
“What’cha got there?” “Looks like a small wooden tube, a graphite rod, a rubber plug and a small metal ring.” “Oh, you bought a pencil from Ikea!” Well not quite that bad but I had some boxes of Ikea stuff … Continue reading
Filed under lake merrit, Tales Told
