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Went to the bike art opening, a lot of Norman scenesters and young parents in the crowd. The art was ok, the bikes were cool.
This was the coolest part: the fixed-gear as objet d'art. That and chris' paintings; my only criticism is I wish they were bigger.

This was supposed to be a bike theremin, but it was about 3/4 fail.
The jumps they were doing were pretty cool though.
This is Amanda. The next five pix are another unintentional photo essay. I was basically hanging out with her the whole night, although the background kept changing and some people came and went.

For example: After we left Norman, we went to Estrella and MJ's place. Very cool casa. I'm guessing this was some kind of decorative place setting.
Does this really need explanation? Seriously.
Outside the blue note. She says to me "You have your camera?" I say, "Of course," and she runs and jumps and lays down on the sign.
I know I promised five pictures, and that's because there's a story with this one. This was the hostess at a pary we headed to after the blue note. Shortly after this was taken, this girl grabs Amanda by the hair and won't let go, all for a jello shot cup thrown on the floor. We had a good laugh about that in the car, leaving. Then Reghan (who'd joined us for the blue note and after) shouts out of the window "We know where you live!"
This is a true rocker. Notice that Caitlin's entire body is in motion, except for the beer. Epic.

"Take one for the dudes of america," he said. So I did.

(insert clever title, I'm not feeling it right now)

Last night was... interesting. I made a little trip to norman, basically to fix a light for some friends. They couldn't get the globe back on. It was actually on of those "any excuse to get out of the house is a good one" trips. Heading down there, the traffic was epic, and then my exit was closed, so I got lost, and it ended up taking me 45 minutes for a 20 minute trip. typical.



For all that effort though, I was rewarded. Tracy (my friend with the broken light, remember?) made two pizzas. There would be pictures of them, but I was busy eating it. Delicious. Then I got introduced to "it's always sunny in philadelphia" which is a combination of awesome and strange and disturbing. the night then proceeded to get better. I took this photo on the way out:



Then I went to the blue note, where there was much pool playing and a little drinking. Ran into Tommy G and Josh, and it was actually mostly dry, so we went riding. Couple parking garages scaled, a ride to best buy where we discovered that their trash was sealed. Exhaustion. Home. bed. That's about it.

Tommy g with the evil look of the day.

me, taken by dude who's name I can't remember.

No name dude, by me. If you're reading this, sorry dude. I forget names really easily.

really dig this.

The most dangerous person in the world. You, you scary motherfucker. Quote:

Security itself is an illusion. It is a perception that exists only between our ears. No army, insurance policy, hazmat team, video surveillance or explosive sniffer can protect us from our own immune system, a well-intentioned but clumsy surgeon, failing to look before crossing the street, an asteroid randomly hurtling through space or someone willing to die in order to do others harm.

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Just added a CC tag to the bottom of the blog. I had always meant to, but it slipped my mind until this business with the AP threatening to sue people for quoting, linking, etc. So you know that it is: This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. Now back to your regularly scheduled blog.