Sunday, December 30

that'll do

christmas morning with this little guy... can't get much better.

all i have to say for this one: i look freakishly pale.
yummy foods. fun colors.
ya, we're cool.
jenny perfecting her shoe skills
you bet those are stripes.


sweet.




underneath that towel is the biggest trooper ever for sitting in line with me at a used gear sale in manhattan beach at a foresaken hour. take note of the lack of people behind us. we were first. by far.
early morning skies... rei sign.



my feeble attempt at a self-pic of me and jenny in line later.

the used gear sale all set up. don't even get me started about how strict rei was at this sale. lets put it this way: jenny and i waited in line since 4:30 am only to have them not let jenny in, and to have me be the last one in. sorry manhattan beach rei, but y'all stink.
the pier. yay. mysterious man who stood on the pier with a hose, bathing a grossly large group of dirty pigeons. i was not the only one staring with their camera pulled out.
self timer... need i say more?





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