Two weeks ago I came home and found this person in my basement hiding in my doctor Octopus lamp. I was stunned and bewildered. What did he want? Who was he? After a lengthy discussion which lasted a number of hours as well as an offering of some square dishes for his house back in japan, he left my basement. His name, is Tsubame.
Things haven't been going so well lately. Snowboarding season is done and so am I. Going off one of the medium sized jumps I hurt my left knee. As a result, l'm back on the bottle again. Driving around the UBC golf course for the annual faculty tournament, everything looked blurry. Everything but the glass of beer in my hands. Nobody caught me drinking and driving...
To pass the time, I decided to go out on the town and take in some sultry jazz. An old friend of mine was performing belting out his greatest hits in that old style jazz.
I went to Gun Lake during the long weekend. It was a good time to see some wildlife and take in some nature. I saw a couple of deers but they all ran away. Not sure why they'd be afraid.
It doesn't matter if its humans or animals, you always manage to get a picture of them with their eyes partly closed.
Playing fetch with the neighbors dog at Gun Lake. Leggo the stick...
Oh, my god. You met Marilyn Manson's dog!
And yes, I was hiding in your basement, waiting, waiting for a chance to get some After Eight mints like I got last Christmas. There were no mints, however.
The square dishes were nice. I little crunchy but nice.
hey man!
long time no see!
you´ve been at gun lake last weekend? did you run into my landlady she was up there too. she has a cabbin there at the lake...
we need to hang out sometimes...my contdown is ticking way too fast!
cheers!
Posted by: Manuel at May 24, 2007 04:29 PM