earlier today, i was looking for the picture i drew in the car on my way home from the mountains, (below) and did what i tend to do a lot.. I started just snooping around in my strange belongings, that i guess probably only are strange to me, .... making them even more strange. oauwrbgna (not important) I began to snoop through my drawer of college writing assignments, and binders in general that i try and organize my ever so weird thoughts that find paper and ink as medium. (mostly because they have great drawings on them) These binders are great, and i have a shit load of them. and drawers full of this shit that i said is really strange to me. k ill get on with this because my mom is sending me pictures of her dog, saying it misses me....
here is now dumb picture i drew, (dumb because of its long intro) to remind me to go to, andvisit. i never did, but have heard that this place has great cookies, and food, and strange people. My Religious studies teacher told me i have to go to this place, its the bomb!, i told him, yea, i will, and wrote down the address on the back of my notes from an earlier nights lecture. the picture to me is pretty funny, only because i hadnt met first hand any of these funny people. only seen them at the time of this class...But over the summer at a trade show, i did. hahahahahahah. holy shit, ill have to post the vvideo of our introduction to this fine religion in some later post. but for the time being, check this place out in Laguna Beach.