Photo Time

Do you ever go through the photos you've taken on your phone? They're the ones that you've taken because you didn't have a camera, or you wanted to get a shot quick. I was going through mine and figured I would share them with you.

The first one is a requisite New Belgium shot. These were the beers of the couple who sat next to us, where the female, upon getting tipsy on beers, wrote a postcard that went like this: "Mom, I am drunk right now. Why did you leave me when I was little?"
Which, in and of itself, is pretty sobering.

Fort Collins has this arts project that pays artists to paint utility boxes all over downtown. This is of one behind the Lyric. Where I buy my crack.

This was the epic poem that Dan wrote about our equally epic keg race this summer. Hopefully you can make it out.

This picture is also of Dan and I -- some girl with a massive purse (like I can talk) let her bag dangle over the back of our couch. Bad idea. We're like, purse sharks.

Da NA. Da NA. DaNa Dana dana dananananananaa DAAAAAAAA!

This is my step-mother, who apparently had too much fun playing Guitar Hero, and decided to take a nap mid-jam.

This was taken at the Beiruit concert in Los Angeles. I love this photo.

This is of the sky after the tornado passed by Fort Collins. Spooky.

This photo (I think) was one that I took after some German photographer took a few photos of me at Mark's house party in Austin, at the world's most unflattering angle, wearing the world's most ridiculous floppy hat. After reviewing the pictures, I sequestered myself in a room and took pictures that I liked to reassure myself that I wasn't an ogre. This was one of them.

Annnnnnd finally, this is a photo of the pier at Manhattan Beach, in California. It's a little crooked, but I love it because it was cold and no one was around, so it looks lonely and deserted.