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ladies and gentlemen, i’d like to hereby welcome red hat back into the rotation. it joins the ranks of blue mesh hat and no hat as my regular head garb and it’s been a long time coming. it’s rarely cold enough to wear red hat in los angeles but we all know, you can’t keep a good hat down forever, and late october is the perfect time to start thinking about sweaters, scarves, and other articles of clothing you probably won’t need in the daytime. so get comfortable, rh. it’s going to be a long (short) winter (not really winter) and this head ain’t gonna heat itself.
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GPOYW - Late Night On Squid Mountain Edition
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GPOY - We’re experiencing some crazy turbulence right now on this Virgin America flight, but this Black Star beer is going down miiiiiiiighty smooth! Black Star, the only beer to drink when you are on a plane that is shaking. MMMM, now THAT’S what I call double hopped golden goodness. Edition.
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GPOYW - Hat Appreciation
Look, I get it. I’m a sensitive guy. A regular bro wouldn’t write a tribute to a hat, but you know what, I ain’t no reg bro. You see, I have a a weird head and lots of dumb hair, and most hats look really stupid on me. This red hat has been one of the first hats that I can wear consistently and not hate the way it makes my head look. There’s a catch, though. LA is hot enough that it’s not practical or comfortable to wear it any time except the “cold season,” which is lame LA speak for the two-ish months where it’s the slightest bit cold, which is also lame LA speak for “Low 60s.” So, red hat, our time together is running out, and I fear that we might only have a few more days together. And then what? Haircut? New hat? Not likely. Probably months of troll-doll looking stubbornness, waiting for the day when the temperature dips below 90 and I can walk outside wearing this thing for 5 minutes. Here’s to you, red hat. You are worth the Team Zissou jokes, the hat-hair, and the occasional itchiness. See you in seven months or so.
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RIP the greatest pair of jeans I’ve ever owned, turned the greatest/only pair of cutoff jean shorts I’ve ever owned. I’m looping “Tears In Heaven” over and over in your honor today.
If anyone has a lead on some (discontinued) Silvertab modern boot jeans, I will pay top dollar.
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GPOYWAPDWITOKOPYPA - *Gratuitous picture of yourself with another person’s dog, which is the only kind of picture you post anymore
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This is the post where I would talk about being back in my hometown and back in my house with my parents and how that makes me feel and how I found this hat and how great it is because it’s cold and the hat is warm, but it has recently come to light that my parents and my aunt read my blog. A lot. And you know what? None of this is private. It’s not (technically) weird that they read this. I’m glad they like it. It’s probably really sweet in a way, although all I can think about is how all I write about is being directionless and hungover, or anxious and drunk, or downright weird. But I guess they’ve known me since I was 1 second old, so they should already know all of that about me. Whatever. Check that hat!
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GPOYW - My City Whimpers Edition
Photo by Barak Hardley: Hiking Partner, Photographer, and Entertainer
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GPOYW - Can’t let a surprise visit from this idiot pass without making him take a picture with me. Wouldn’t be right.
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So me and Jim and Joel went in the photobooth because Rick got married and then we looked at the lens and that’s pretty much the whole story here.
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