May
29
May 29, 2006
From the good…
Memorial Day flags at a local cemetery.
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Riley at the Ballard Locks:
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to the bad…
Ahhh! It’s George Bush, dangerously close to the boy.
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You guys are probably starting to think I’m staging these photos, but I swear to god this was in the bathroom today while the drywallers wrapped up the last of their work.
Sooo, after taking care of, uh, matters at hand, a satisfying smoke to reward oneself for a job well done? Jesus.
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to the utterly unexplainable…
Spotted during a drive through our neighborhood. What. The. HELL?
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Also, because this one’s too good not to share, an overtired and punch-drunk baby going crazy over a granola bar wrapper. Haaaaaaa!
May
27
May 27, 2006
The boy was in a bad mood.
We weren’t sure why.
Maybe it was his hair.
I tried to entertain him with quotes from The Shining.
“Danny’s not here, Mrs. Torrance. Danny can’t wake up. Danny’s gone away, Mrs. Torrance.”
He was still in a bad mood.
We tried distracting him with toys.
But he was still grumpy.
What’s wrong, Riley?
Are you hungry?
Tired?
Have you fallen to the bottom of an abandoned oil well?
Okay, fine. Be that way.
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Heyyy….Riley…
Come to candy mountain, Riley. Let’s go to candy mountain, Riley.
Yeah, Riley. We’re going on an adventure, Riley.
Riiiiilleeeeeyyy…..we’re on a bridge, Riley.
Ahh. That’s better.
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