picture overload

Yosemite.nat'l/aquarium/madness






Proudly presenting the most grotesque picture ever taken of me





These deer were super-close













I am not sorry for the 1000 anchovy pictures

















Its hard to explain what's going on here, but.. basically...

punk bicycle circus rodeo.
Like, there were these hand made bicycle-powered
circus rides. Hell yes, I rode them.





my current situation:



Waiting for my bike to arrive. Might be sleeping in junkyard park at the end of the month.

but the bay is a-ok!

I carried my own ashes to the mountains, I invented a brighter flame for myself, & behold! That ghost fled from me!

Today was an incredible day! Wonderful from start to finish!

Chrome was kind of disappointing.

I am eager for my bike to arrive. I am not only inconveniencing everyone who spends time with me, the distance I can travel is vastly limited on foot.

I lost my phone. I woke up one morning, phone was fully charged. I did not leave the apartment, but it managed to go missing. & turn itself off.
It does not respond to calls, & I am one hundred percent sure it was fully charged, & that it did not leave the apartment. Did I accidentally flush it down the toilet without realising it? Well? I'd feel pretty stupid.
I also lost my grey hat. goddamn.

I need a job. ugh. but I dont want one.

holy shit

helios creed/chrome playing right down the block for like 8 bucks.
I'm OK with Oakland!

so. um.
I'm in Oakland.
I got in yesterday via airplane.
I saw some beautiful mountains, they looked like a model, or a table-top playset.
whew.
uh, but- chicago!
I did meet so many awesome people. Thank so so much to dan harry lindsay mitch & justin for helping me out.


I do want to show you guys this, just to gloat a little.

I made this, which I traded for some spraypaint, which, by the way, is banned in chicago. That is, it's not illegal t o own, but illegal for sale in chicago proper. Lame!



Then I made this for lindsay's birthday





Then comes this:



Though my leg actually is a pipe bomb. Could explode at any time.

guh

Blog? What blog?
.
guh
dang

I made this!

I just came from a loft party. (yes, the same loft you were at. [nick, michelle, crazy pants])


I cant wait till y'all Cleveland folks get here.


Woo!

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love, cari

Bike scavenger hunt! Yeah! You heard me!


More walking around until then.
I wrecked on my bike volunteering for the love letter delivery service thing. Nothing too bad, just some wicked road rash. Me & bike are fine now. But it is AWESOME.
Amorous citizens come in, type a love letter on fancy paper, then jumpsuit clad "factory workers" assemble embroidered tags, bows, put it all in a glass bottle & clip it to a pulley system made of bike wheels & rope & yell, "Love on the line!". At the opposite end of the factory it gets sorted by zip code, then put in a courier bag & hand (wheel?) delivered!
I'm so excited I'm making terrible run-on sentences!

oh oh AND! (you may have got this as a text message from me when it happened)

There was a bad storm the other night, tornado sirens going off & whatnot & the landlord of the house I'm staying at drank a gallon of Carlo Rossi & fired his guns into the sky, telling us "I protect my tenants. I shoot that motherfucking tornado!"

woo chicago!

chicago streetsy

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