It started with a fortuitous drop of a radish into the split-leather pouch of my trusty slingshot. Fast forward two decades. This is a running compilation of snapshots and notes from days gone by.
Monday, September 12, 2005
A hugely necessary move
This moment took place in the upstairs balcony of the Little Bear Saloon. Here my dad just tossed a stink bomb down on another shitty bluesy-rock band (check out the devil look). Mom clearly approved of this hugely necessary move.
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