road rash

fell off my bike for the first time. kinda fun

7/11 Free Slurpee Day

Living in San Francisco, where it is almost never even remotely warm on 7/11, I didn't realize how popular Free Slurpee Day could be. NYC apparently sold out. Granted, we were late biking around to get our share, but still it was only like 4 or 6pm... 7:30 at the latest for sure. I mean, who wants slurpees for breakfast? Despite, skillful finagling plussed us one size and kept it free. Needless to say, there were brain freezes. 

s/p sketches 1&2

whaling away upstairs

based on the sounds coming from upstairs, i'm guessing this what the tenants looks like...

important site changing information!!!

I've decided to compartmentalize my life a bit - who knows maybe it'll help round out some edges and sharpen others.. Anyway, tempered anhedonia is going to be used for arts and crafts -- show and tell from now on. the pickling/ canning adventures can be found on a friend's site i get to contribute to called GUERILLA PICKLES. keep an eye out for my attempt to pickle my way through the alphabet. other cooking and general in house activities can be found at the new and only just up and running site called TREE HOUSE HOMESTEAD. thanks for following!

pickling the public

i'm a nerd about comics. i love them. can't get enough. there is a new one out called CHEW. it is about a cibopath detective, which is essentially a telepath who channels through food. This cibopath is required to eat all sorts of weird and often vile/inedible things in order to solve misteries (example: cibopath eats soup and learns about a series of murders the chef has committed as the chef had cut his finger and bled into the soup). yes, i know it is often a stretch - such is the world of comics. also, the story takes place in a world where chicken is black market only due to the avian flu. anyway, Isotope - my comic shop - was hosting a signing party with the author which i was excited about attending. I got even more excited when i got home from work and remembered that i had beet-juice-pickled eggs in the fridge. so i dressed up an egg in a little jar and a lunch pail and prepared for a black market egg exchange with the author of CHEW, john layman. now, i was fully expecting him to get down on the egg. i think the pictures will show how reluctant he was to take a bite even after james (the man behind isotope and the one in a pin stripe) and myself took the first bites. enjoy! (also - thanks to chunk for photos).

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