Missing the Martin Sexton show tonight because of our Vegas trip, but thanks to my friend Sarah, I got to attend a little private set earlier today. And then I got to meet him.
I am overjoyed.
A dark and stormy photo from the trip to the coast with my family. In the words of George Costanza, “The sea was angry that day, my friends.”
At Spirit of 77 last night — after the best pop-a-shot round of my life…
What goes on in the mind of a sniper
Fascinating.
Source: BBC
Turning 30
I’ve wanted to be thirty my entire life. I remember watching Big when I was 6 or 7 and being soooo jealous. I just wanted to skip right to that part. Where I was getting paid to do something cool and still living the dreams of a kid.
Thirty meant finally being able to buy a pinball machine and turning the basement into a laser tag fortress. I couldn’t wait. I’d be sipping coffee and talking about the stock market during the day and then firing bb guns at plates in the kitchen at night.
“PLATES?! WHO NEEDS PLATES!”
Well now it’s actually here. I’m turning thirty today. And in the years in between then and now, I’ve started paying bills and accumulating debt. I’ve had loved ones pass away. I’ve been stuck in traffic and worked weekends. I’ve heard people worry — about everything.
And I see why growing up is so easy and so hard at the same time. I understand how tempting it is to let that age you. But I want state for the record that it doesn’t have to.
My six year-old self would be happy to know that I got a lock-picking set for Christmas, bought a sheesh-ton of pickles at the store the other day, and have no less than 4 pocket knives. I’m learning how to play the ukelele, I wear the same shirt almost every day, and tonight we’re going out for pizza.
Turning thirty is totally what you make of it.
So to you, little T, I say good news… thirty is here, and you were right; it’s freaking awesome.
Just your weekly reminder that my wife is 1. crazy good looking and 2. talented at making dresses. I promise I’ll stop posting these soon.
Source: 52dressesproject.com
My 30th birthday is coming up this week, and I plan to use the hell out of my new plate.
I forgot to post this on Monday. This is dress number two from my wife’s project (YES, I’M GOING TO REBLOG THESE FOR A LITTLE WHILE SIT DOWN AND CHILL OUT ABOUT IT). We shot these on the ferry while we were in Seattle last weekend. Good colors. I’m kind of loving this.
Source: 52dressesproject
Jackson Browne’s The Load Out / Stay
One of my favs.
The Joy of Quiet
We barely have enough time to see how little time we have (most Web pages, researchers find, are visited for 10 seconds or less). And the more that floods in on us (the Kardashians, Obamacare, “Dancing with the Stars”), the less of ourselves we have to give to every snippet. All we notice is that the distinctions that used to guide and steady us — between Sunday and Monday, public and private, here and there — are gone.
Read this. It is important.
Source: elnellis
