let's play ketchup.

Here are a few shots from a few weeks ago, when I had to endure Randy laughing his ass off as I tangoed with death climbing down Mount Everest in gladiator sandals with my precious camera wrapped in a blanket tied around my body. What are friends for? My good humor was restored with a wild animal prowling in the shrubbery ruining Chelsea’s soapbox presidential speech and Nusha’s subsequent cackling. As usual, Joey wanted ice cream afterwards, needy bitch.

timberland hiking boots.

lung cancer.

fireflies & highway lava.

burning world.

his milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.


ghost of hanukah past.