Monthly Archives: October 2011

concept album

“i’m so glad music doesn’t have a vagina. i’d never see you again.” — Skinny Bitch so there’s this couple that lives in the Santa Cruz mountains. they own two albino pit bulls and sleep in a bed that hangs … Continue reading

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disco nap disco

in which the Hero shares some notes from his phone. Continue reading

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“When the Music’s Over” — The Doors

in which the Hero has a friend until the end. Continue reading

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my new job title

in which the Hero discovers what he does. Continue reading

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San Francisco photos by Taryne

in which the Hero explores the hipster Mexican neighborhood of San Francisco while under the influence of alcohol with his beloved friend from high school. Continue reading

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OFFICIAL BALLOT
CONSOLIDATED MUNICIPAL ELECTION
City and County of San Francisco
November 8, 2011

in which the Hero votes in San Francisco. Continue reading

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walk a mile in the shoes of coconut curry

in which the Hero discovers that Coconut Curry is all. Continue reading

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Occupy Franklin

In which the Hero walks in the angry streets and hears beautiful sounds. Continue reading

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here, say

in which the Hero does too many things. Continue reading

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