to move up and down
Ass down on a baguette
Hooray for internet based C-swapping.
Snow. Japanese Person. Bigfoot attack. Snow.
Its snowing like a motherfucker in Paris right now.
I moved to LA in 2003. I did the phone interview outside in a hole I dug from the 2 feet of snow on the ground;My cell phone didn’t get reception inside. Within a week of that call I moved to LA. I moved to Paris June 4th of this year. It wasn’t as random or quick but I didn’t seek it out. It just sort of happened. This is the first snow I’ve seen in years, the first snow since 2003 that is happening where I live. Overall, visiting home in Philly from LA, it snowed 2x maybe. I went and bought an actual jacket and gloves after taking this pic. My hoodie is hibernating until spring.
C-C-Crepe Unit!
My Japanese co-worker told me when she was learning French she imagined objects with penises to help her remember their gender. I told her I didn’t want to always see dicks in my head after learning. Her reply was “Noooo, cute penises!” This made me think of The Jonas Brothers Dicks. Disney channel type dicks. I focused on that for awhile and did some soul searching, then I decided to use the cute dick method. I drew a “Cute Penis.” I will tape these to all the shit at work.
Todays cute dicked object is the écran/screen.
Computer, TV, air mattress, empty cans, clothes. I feel like a movie drug dealer. Gucci Mane is helping motivate me to clean.
I forgot to include a toy/whacky object but I did semi-meticulously arrange it all.
$7 Aviators from the Army Supply Store. Sharbo X LT3 MultiPen. iPod Shuffle. ZebraLight H30. Hard Graft iPhone Case/Wallet. Lum-Tec B6 Watch. iPhone 4. Beats Headphones. Wenger Black Out(just an all black Waiter). Streamlight Stylus. Weird ass French House Key.
Knives are illegal in France, so I went with something sheeple friendly. My tourist VISA is expired also so I don’t want to temp fate. Eventually I will get a knife knife. My Lummi should get here soon so I can ditch the awesome but large ZebraLight.
French cornhole
This dude walked around the park for hours, no joke, asking picnickers for food. We gave him a watermelon/pasteque.Coksucker.
Heavy Rain
Poop and a videotape. Someone must have been pretty hungry.
Hype machine. Hoegaarden. If I closed my eyes I’d be at The OtherRoom. The only thing missing is you assholes screaming to talk.
