One day my friend Drew told me he wanted to move into a new place with his girlfriend Kelsie. They really hadn’t been dating very long at all, and the new place was a pricey two year lease. There was never a thing not to like about Kelsie, but I still owed it to one of my best friends to warn him he might be rushing into something here. He agreed he was rushing in, but rushing into the right thing, so why wait. I remember thinking it to be pretty bold.
Turns out, they just signed a lifetime lease, and tied the knot. They married near Palm Springs on April Fools, because well, it’s Drew and Kelsie we’re talking about here. It was a beautiful Saturday.
Ricky turns 30.
Jesse’s first time in the Pacific Ocean.
The Sand Fire gave us Angelenos a glimpse at what the apocalypse is going to look a bit like.
Another CicLAvia with my good friend George.
My friends watching the fireworks.
I’ve lived in California for nearly seven years, but feel like I haven’t lived a single day there. Los Angeles is where I’ve been living, and to me, that’s a very different place. Just a couple hours north took us here. To California.
She loves snow, and I love her, so up the mountain we went.
Profound words from a dear friend. Photo taken at Griffith Park in Los Angeles on a hike.
Taken at Los Angeles Historic State Park durring Fuck Yeah Fest. I was disappointed to see so few watching someone so talented.
American Hearts by A.A. Bondy
My friend Vanessa mailed me a doodle, which now has a peaceful home on my refrigerator door. Of course, I was infinitely late in returning the favor.
Nice city. Clean.
A man named Skelly.
Ten years ago, I wrote the code and made the very first doodles for Six Foot Giraffe. It was done over two weeks on my college winter break, sitting in my old bedroom of my parents South Florida home.
Just like anyone else, I connect particular songs and albums to particular moments or periods of my time, and that specific period ten years ago connects to Continuum by John Mayer. The album was on loop as I worked through the day and night.
I’m the type that plays a song or album on repeat until I can hardly stand it anymore. The years have tested and proved Continuum to be one of my favorite albums. It was a funny feeling seeing him live a few weeks ago. I guess ten years ago, working in that bedroom and playing those songs on repeat, I wouldn’t have thought I’d hear them live, in California, next to my Fiancé, and later writing about it on Six Foot Giraffe.
Slow Dancing In A Burning Room by John Mayer.