that's gerald and me holding the two parts of my (fishing) rod, "penetrating" john mapote as he looks in his locker.
jensen took a picture of me blinking with my $3 bandana from japantown.
me, samurai, popping the collar.
i don't remember why i was running in this picture...
me having an identity crisis while dancing.
jensen with the mighty sombrero.
i have no idea... but my legs look really long.
side-view of jensen.
bananas.
bananas in mouth.
i have no idea why jon omai's picture is still on my wall and still under our family portrait.
jensen and his grill.
eating out of the pan, what a sav.
yummy yummy orange chicken!