Taken at The Balboa Arcade, Balboa Peninsula, Newport Beach, California, Summer 2003.

PickleBoy and I went out to our sushi place last night for dinner. As usual, we sat at the sushi bar. We sat between two single men near my age and spoke to each of them intermittently. The one on the right was the very-friendly-heavily-tattooed-smells-like-gasoline-ponytail variety. The one on the left side was the very-friendly-lonely-sad-droopy-pasty-boy variety.

As I sat there it became apparent to me that each of these men were vying for my attention (innocently enough - nothing inappropriate). Then we left and as we walked to the car I turned to PB:

me: "What did you think of all of that?"
PB: "Well, they definitely both liked you."
me: "Yeah, but..."
PB: "But unfortunately one was too dirty and one was too clean."
me: ...pause..."HaHAHAAA!"...deep breath..."You are definitely your mother's son."
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You all have a beautiful weekend and, in the meantime, go visit our lady of the photobooth friday.

p.s. The camera has been busy, here are a few more shots.

the same peonies as before (they went from hot pink to apricot by the end!)

the mission district, san francisco

memorial day parade umbrella

a reminder to trust the universe while you drink your frosty cocktail (heh.)