june gloom was in full effect all weekend. it wasn't until late sunday afternoon did the sun show up. i immediately took off for a hike.
i pulled a jg and hiked in my flip flops. i was at the office when the sun came out and it was already past 3 so i didn't want to waste time going home for proper shoes. saddle rock is a very easy trail so i knew it could be done.
up in the saddle i sat around for half an hour before i tried for a timer shot. of course, as soon as i set up the camera, another hiker came scurrying up the rock.
i managed to get just one shot and, of course, i hate how i look in it. i wanted to try for another but the scurrier had already assumed my spot. i took a picture anyway and promptly started my hike back.
over all, i had a pleasant and productive weekend. i hope you did, too.
i've been helping my boss with the company logo for business cards, letterhead, etc. i dug up my extended collection of business cards for tips and tricks. in the process i stumbled on these:
raised ink makes for a cool fingerprint
i have no idea what the random text to the left is about
funny that i went by twee. the word itself isn't great but the spelling surely prevented a lot of folk from calling me thigh or thooey. anyway, those are just two of many monkey business cards my webmaster made for me when i was still in school. he used to work at a print shop so he got to print stuff at random. regretfully, he didn't print much for himself. this is the only card i have of him.
the million dollar address
*a business card rick made, i swear. i have it somewhere.
i believe he corrupted that poem at a different drunken time than the first. i had to assist by writing down the lines that escaped him. i just love how he signed his name along with the author's. it still makes me chuckle thinking about the way he recited these poems aloud, usually with a beer in each hand.
that's jg making breakfast at camp. we went camping in big sur this past weekend, the same place we always go to. the weather turned out to be beautiful, sunny and cool. it was nice to escape the never ending sb gloom.
other than pestering jg with the polaroid camera, there is nothing new to report about this trip. something interesting happened when i got home though. it involves me asking my neighbor, "could you please look at my crotch?"
tick on qtip scanned at 600 dpi
blood sucka managed to dig in on the front side of my pantyline. jg advised that i go to the emergency room but the thought of having a stranger looking at this area of my body made me consider keeping it as a pet. besides, it was just way too tiny to be any tick i've ever seen. after an hour of poking at it and faking yoga moves to get a closer look, i decided to go next door for assistance.
with a magnifying glass my neighbor confirmed that it was in deed a tick. she then helped me douse it continuously with rubbing alcohol. it didn't budge. much to my dismay, we resolved to go for the only other option, the heat method. yes, burnt match to the crotch.
to make a long story short, the tick is now nice and cooked. i'm keeping it in a ziploc bag for posterity, my very first tick. i wanted to keep the match, too, to commemorate my first masochist experience, but i was afraid to ask the neighbor for it.
my weekend was fantastic otherwise. i have a handful more polaroids from the trip. i'll try to show them this week to sooth over this embarrassing episode.
actually, it's all because of this guy. some weeks after i saw him, i dug up wend's old guitar. then i entertained buying a new one from the guitar center; the least expensive acoustic in their show room is $260. because i'm a cheap bastard and because i can't tell the difference between a $6,000 guitar from the free one i got, i decided to stick with what i have.
the lovely markings of chord g
jg fumbling with the scale
i think i need to start drinking. doesn't playing the guitar look like fun with a beer?