one week later

honey, i'm home.


i hope you had a nice week. i did, except that i'm terribly paranoid and thought i was going to die this week at least one time per day, sometimes several. especially on friday.
i took some pictures with my trusty new disposable camera and, as per usual, my cell phone. i'm still waiting for the nice camera fairy to light on my windowsill and endow me with an xlr3000000025qpr super supreme with five different lenses and a fancy carrying bag and the skills to use it but for now, these will have to do.

a nifty van i found parked right in the exact perfect spot.

 a boat we lived on for a week.

enter sandman. 

[underneath the sand is a barclay.]

 a colossal sunset painted just for me, probably.

 miami, too cool for school.

 my family playing by the ocean.

the winner of my personal pretend graffiti awards.

 i spy with my little eye, a boat. can you see it?

 they are nice for laying in. getting out is the pits.

 my sister took this. to me, it symbolizes strength. 

 my sister also took this. moving sidewalks are the most.

 i'd never seen a tightrope walker before. i almost peed my pants. 

(at first there, i accidentally typed, "i almost peed his pants." pretty impossible, as you can see how high up his pants actually are.)

i have to go get ready for church. i'll talk at you later, and maybe post more pictures, if you don't mind. haaaave a nice day, and you stay classy blogosphere.