At the Getty in Los Angeles.

Oh my...


Also: I'm going to California. I'm going to see the Pacific tonight. So. Excited.

ummmm... holy shit.

Make It a Day ON, Not a Day Off!

The 3rd or 4th funniest thing ever.

Cooooooool!!!!

Yesterday, I came home to a Michigan sky, though the air didn't smell like the Lake. It was perfumed with age and dust. The pavement felt tired, wearing its cracks like pinstripes on Clarence Darrow's suit, like tracers over Afghanistan.