pass me the fukin kitchen cloth

we are teaching at mini university tomorrow night on how to make your own sushi at home. it should be pretty awesome, and funny minus the fact that im terrible at public speaking.

combining forces.

we made something awesome.

Kate had surgery today and it went kinda like this:

Tool Time... Bottom Bracket Adapter installed...

Box of bits and Naked Kate Moss!

Cutting off the old bar tape

Fresh!
fixing bikes for lazy kids.

New pedals, SAME STRAPS!

New cranks ftw!


Yeowzers. Hot stuff, and she rides like a dream.

Sushi for Whitie.

Rice is white. So are we. Thus, we will make sushi. Or at least try.

art scams.

a friend of mine is selling some of my paintings for me at art in the park this weekend. how un-glebe of me it is for not going. we're going to the cottage to take a bazillion photos with inappropriate camera choices. shoe trees, obnoxious pool backflip sequences, and lovey portraits of jedi. also season three of Weeds is out. amazing.

steve lives with us now. steve is awesome. and says hi.

freddie got a flat tire last night.

sushi cowboy party was just too much for him. wishing him a speedy recovery.