days 79-88 ish

thoughts:
beer:

I love that you can still barbecue, outside, comfortably, in november here:

Seriously, a twelve year old painted this. I couldn't even paint a picasso-y version of this if i tried my hardest.

i really like the shirt i;m wearing in this pic. even though its not really visible:

I hate the cats. but i loved seeing one do this:

brine for the turkey. supposed to be the shiz. this stuff smells like the boullion that comes with chicken ramen, so... notttt sure about it....

I like the way i look here. either, even though it looks nothing like the way i look in real life, or because it looks nothing like the way i look in real life. i think it looks mysterious. which is the anti-nicole.

looking for a bread recipe and came across this: a picture of 2 mallard ducks (my favorite animal), one seemingly alive, the other, on its side; both next to a case of ammunition and two spent shell casings. (WOW. a year ago, i would have said "box of bullets" and "bullet-deals." now i know what that shits called. texas apparently seeps in through the air!)

wow, way to be lazy. i hate uploading this many pics at once, but apparently, im unwilling to do anything about it, so whatevs :)

not in order. stressful couple weeks. this was last monday through today.