Real Life, Captured (But Not Eaten)
Sweet, it's a gratuitous camwhore post!
The thousand-yard stare I typically have at the end of a day of bus driving.
Me driving the Mighty Dodge, side-to. This is what most people see when I drive the bus, minus the wifebeater I'm currently wearing in this photo. I liked it enough to make it my default MySpace pic, since I'd had the other one for over a year.
The Dirty Goat Stout claims another victim on Thanksgiving.
Talking to my mother two states away on a cordless telephone while half-drunk and wandering around. Trust me, this is the safest way.
Me in a suit just before going to lady Jade's 10-year high school anniversary. See, I can clean up.
These are photos I've posted to MySpace and Facebook, so if they look familiar, that's because they are. Peace.
The thousand-yard stare I typically have at the end of a day of bus driving.
Me driving the Mighty Dodge, side-to. This is what most people see when I drive the bus, minus the wifebeater I'm currently wearing in this photo. I liked it enough to make it my default MySpace pic, since I'd had the other one for over a year.
The Dirty Goat Stout claims another victim on Thanksgiving.
Talking to my mother two states away on a cordless telephone while half-drunk and wandering around. Trust me, this is the safest way.
Me in a suit just before going to lady Jade's 10-year high school anniversary. See, I can clean up.
These are photos I've posted to MySpace and Facebook, so if they look familiar, that's because they are. Peace.