Jellyfish lamp!

Hitting publish despite all the imperfections.

Follow your heart to Salida.

It can only get better from here.

Just a few words on becoming unstuck.

Pictures and words?

All I can think about is drinking myself into oblivion.

Which is worse, hiding inside a filtered reality, or suffering inside an unfiltered one?

So cold. So fucking tired.

How beautiful the sight of something priceless alight and I feel a little bit strange inside.

She was a damn good deer and she was taken from us way too soon.

It is what it is but I wish it wasn't.

Give me grapes or give me death.

Three cheers for whatever it is we're drinking to.

Alright now where was I. Oh yeah—standing at the intersection of law and ethics, remembering a little bit too late that I'd told myself many times before to never forget that no such place exists, and

Cheers and welcome to Colorado, I'll see you in hell.

Gimme that fuckin blowtorch.

April snowshowers bring whatever the hell today's blog is about.

And you can too.

Hey stranger.