An old idea, rehashed.

Spring Shaving

One of my best and longest standing buds, Giovanni. Came to visit Los Angeles for the first time, and it was the best time.

I grow a beard every year, from the first of winter, to the first of spring. It’s a reminder that even though I live somewhere without black and white seasons, the days still pass.

Easy to get lost in all this sun.

She loves snow, and I love her, so up the mountain we went.

King Bud Lidas. Turning all he touches to beer, even beer itself.

These sloths just make me so happy.