A friend once described their troubles to be like this. I thought it something.
Weekend Palette.
“The more time I spend at sea, the more I’m amazed by those sailors of yore who set out in flimsy wooden ships, unsure of even the shape of the world. Men nowadays need cojones like that. By all means, study the map, plot a logical course, and take adequate provisions, but don’t be afraid to push off from shore. I had a crazy idea that I thought just might work, and pursued it. You probably have lots of ideas. Go ahead and pursue one. That single, simple step is what separates the men that history remembers from the ones it doesn’t.”
— Joe Kita
Daft Punk inspiration for my perspiration.
But so long as I know, its okay.
Duncan the Navigator.
“His dad is like, a crazy scientist.”
What do you mean?
“Like… beakers and shit.”
— Michael
This is a photograph I took of my friend Drew. His beard is filled with wisdom.
Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths.
