Archive for January, 2016
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A good definition of the various levels of drunkenness. Don’t do that much any more, can’t say I miss it much.
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It’s always good seeing old friends.
Seeing Portland 12 years after this strip…. pretty grim assessment. Pretty grim and true.
Sometimes it’s luck, and sometimes I find it’s all about the letting go. And sometimes, like with Sara here, you’ve let go and it’s still not raining.
I remember returning to Portland after traveling to Europe. I felt pretty potent too. Despite the next year proving to be a very difficult one.
I LOVE personal mail. Which is why stacks of junk like this are so depressing.
And sometimes life is like this. You work and struggle and fret because all indications lead you down that path, and come to find out there was nothing at all to fret about.
I always loved drawing my friends Kip and Jenn’s apartment. So lush.
Wonder what indicators I was reading that there was a slump in tech during this time? Huh. I’d look it up, but that sounds like work.
Wow! I’d almost forgotten that those things were new during my time there. What a fun time capsule, for me at least. :)
I used to love that smell as a kid.
