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GIANT PICTURE POST!!!
okay, so some of you i actually know in real life, and most of you, i don't. most of you people who i do know in real life are people who live far away, and i don't talk to very often.
so. the past few days i've been hanging out with my camera quite a bit, and i've created a bit of a photographic "tour of ryan's life" for those of you who i don't see too often, and for you people who i don't know.
this is my apartment from the outside. i live next to a flamboyantly gay dude, and another dude who's like 7 feet tall. no, i'm serious. don't think he's gay though. just tall.
this is my apartment from the inside. no, we haven't decorated much. it's a total bachelor pad, dude... we have no need for decoration.
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here's me and my 10 day shadow/dirt beard, inside our house.
this is my roomate, ben. i think i caught him doing something weird.
this is my bicycle. it is my only means of transportation and i love it. it loves me back. usually.
this is the shop i work at. i like it.
this is brian. he owns the shop, and is a very large man, in all dimensions.
this is me, working.
this is me, looking disgusting. at work.
this is my brother. we'd look alike if he wasn't so short. and by short, i mean extremely mediocre in height.
this is the tattoo i'm doing on my brother. i worked on it a few days ago and managed to get a few pictures. i did that colored fish a few years ago, we're gonna rework it.
this is chad. he owns "food fight!"next door to the shop, where i go for all of my vegan junk food needs. they're always bringing us food and snacks and drinks that have been on the shelf for too long. they're trying to make me fat. not sure what he's doing here:
a few nights ago, ben and i went on a "midnight mystery ride." it's this thing in portland where a giant pile of people on bikes meet up somewhere in portland, and ride somewhere cool within the city to go hang out and get drunk. the thing is though, only ONE person, who doesn't speak throughout the whole thing, knows where the ride is going, and everyone just has to follow him. the route, distance, and destination are all unknown until you're there.
here's a picture of the ride, making a pit stop for alcohol:
here's a picture of ben, sporting a very interesting outfit. since it was friday the 13th, people were encouraged to dress up. though there was definitely more than one person with no clothes on whatsoever on this particular ride. no one seemed to mind.
so. that's all i got for pictures right now, and thus concludes our tour. last night i saw doomriders and boris. it was fun.
okay, so some of you i actually know in real life, and most of you, i don't. most of you people who i do know in real life are people who live far away, and i don't talk to very often.
so. the past few days i've been hanging out with my camera quite a bit, and i've created a bit of a photographic "tour of ryan's life" for those of you who i don't see too often, and for you people who i don't know.
this is my apartment from the outside. i live next to a flamboyantly gay dude, and another dude who's like 7 feet tall. no, i'm serious. don't think he's gay though. just tall.
this is my apartment from the inside. no, we haven't decorated much. it's a total bachelor pad, dude... we have no need for decoration.
[
here's me and my 10 day shadow/dirt beard, inside our house.
this is my roomate, ben. i think i caught him doing something weird.
this is my bicycle. it is my only means of transportation and i love it. it loves me back. usually.
this is the shop i work at. i like it.
this is brian. he owns the shop, and is a very large man, in all dimensions.
this is me, working.
this is me, looking disgusting. at work.
this is my brother. we'd look alike if he wasn't so short. and by short, i mean extremely mediocre in height.
this is the tattoo i'm doing on my brother. i worked on it a few days ago and managed to get a few pictures. i did that colored fish a few years ago, we're gonna rework it.
this is chad. he owns "food fight!"next door to the shop, where i go for all of my vegan junk food needs. they're always bringing us food and snacks and drinks that have been on the shelf for too long. they're trying to make me fat. not sure what he's doing here:
a few nights ago, ben and i went on a "midnight mystery ride." it's this thing in portland where a giant pile of people on bikes meet up somewhere in portland, and ride somewhere cool within the city to go hang out and get drunk. the thing is though, only ONE person, who doesn't speak throughout the whole thing, knows where the ride is going, and everyone just has to follow him. the route, distance, and destination are all unknown until you're there.
here's a picture of the ride, making a pit stop for alcohol:
here's a picture of ben, sporting a very interesting outfit. since it was friday the 13th, people were encouraged to dress up. though there was definitely more than one person with no clothes on whatsoever on this particular ride. no one seemed to mind.
so. that's all i got for pictures right now, and thus concludes our tour. last night i saw doomriders and boris. it was fun.