ketchup

September 25th 2008


It is a widely known fact that without this very important condiment in your fridge at all times, all hell will break loose and that one time that you make tots will certainly be--all for not.

Also, it is a pastime where a person, much like myself, recalls the things they did, say for the last few months (ready for a rousing game of ketchup?):

I went to burning man. I spent 23 days on the playa.
I helped build the Basura Sagrada temple with so many beautifully talented folks that...
I wish there were words.

Well, I guess there are words, maybe even a book, something with drawings and typed out story... But for now, there are pictures. Please come back to my site, please.

And before that there was Oregon Country Fair but all the cool kids call it OCF, so don't OMG if where not like, BFF when you say,
"Is that like, a staff shirt from Oregon Country Fair?"--at which I immersed myself in hippy heaven: complete with fire fed sauna, all-you-can-eat hot shower, play money that buys cheesecake, vaudeville, and the incredible Jason Webley. Not to mention because of the legalities of unsaid activities, playing barn yard with the greatest peeps.

And if they made cameras out of wood, I could direct you to some pictures of the OCF, but alas... the gnomes have a patent on that shit.