when the going gets tough, and the stomache acid flows.....
i know i promised some, actually many of you photos from my trip to vegoose, and yes, even though it was almost four months ago, i still have not forgotten. i guess i could attribute the truancy of this particular photo sharing to..... fatigue? desire? love? school? work? laziness? the press?
who cares.
these are basically stills from all of the footage that i had filmed. im no photographer, so keep that in mind at all times! ha
so there was alfredo
and bc
and thats sage.....b.c.s german sheppherd. the only time i really heard her bark was when a very deformed employee of some Barstow grocery store was moving the shopping carts too close to the truck
we stopped here to get supplies....and ood....for less
getting my head ready for the road trip
luckily we found this rock in bakersfield at the break of day for us to camp upon
apparantly this rock was a lover, not a hater, except for one thing....
this rock fucking HATED the country of iraq and it would not stop talking up about it either. we were stuck between iraq, and a hard place
this is what we look like during the lucid sand dune
is this not the most equisite in n out sign ever?
teh luxorz.....we could see that beam from the desert, 5 miles out of vegas on the top of a foothill.
i believe i said something like "the tye dye level is so thick in the air that you can cut it with a knife"
apparently phil lesh has friends....and theyre in his band. does anyone remember joan osborune? well, there she is
who cares.
these are basically stills from all of the footage that i had filmed. im no photographer, so keep that in mind at all times! ha
so there was alfredo
and bc
and thats sage.....b.c.s german sheppherd. the only time i really heard her bark was when a very deformed employee of some Barstow grocery store was moving the shopping carts too close to the truck
we stopped here to get supplies....and ood....for less
getting my head ready for the road trip
luckily we found this rock in bakersfield at the break of day for us to camp upon
apparantly this rock was a lover, not a hater, except for one thing....
this rock fucking HATED the country of iraq and it would not stop talking up about it either. we were stuck between iraq, and a hard place
this is what we look like during the lucid sand dune
is this not the most equisite in n out sign ever?
teh luxorz.....we could see that beam from the desert, 5 miles out of vegas on the top of a foothill.
i believe i said something like "the tye dye level is so thick in the air that you can cut it with a knife"
apparently phil lesh has friends....and theyre in his band. does anyone remember joan osborune? well, there she is