scout.

if i haven't mentioned it, my bicycle's name is scout.

today i finished painting her black. it was a long and arduous process which left my hands wounded. and bleeding. i also have cleaned/tuned up all her parts as well. my bicycle is gonna look and feel amazing.

//*EDIT 05.19.08

i have fully assembled scout. here she is:
please excuse the crappy digital image. it won't happen again.
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these are some pictures from my trip to caitlin's homeland.
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employment.

i am now employed.

i get 10$/hr helping children do claymation and fixing the random maladies that are bound to occur when you put someone inexperienced at being a human near electronics. this short film i made, along with my unkempt appearance and general personality, landed me the job.
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this woman, unlike myself, is unemployed. also unlike myself, she has a lovely accent.
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films.

i bought 223 rolls of film for $50. 144 rolls of 120. 79 rolls of 35mm. all slide film.

pretty much the best thing ever.

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i saw a fight at a chevron today.

an older mexican gentleman wearing black slacks, a white shirt, and suspenders kicked a cup in the parking lot in the general direction of a younger mexican gentleman. i think this angered the younger man. they stumbled around sort of shoving each other for a while until the older man put up his dukes. i believe the were both rather drunk because they fought real slow. they fell over after a few moments of punching real slow. the younger man seemed to best the older man in strength/agility and ended up on top. sort of. he punched the older man a few times. real slow. i think the sluggish pace of the fight faked out a bunch of bystanders. i don't think they were quite sure it was a fight, and it took them a while to decide if they needed to break it up. finally a group of dudes on crotch rockets took the initiative and separated the men. then i drove a way. as i left the parking lot, i got a glimpse of the emotion that held their faces captive. it was a little like this:

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