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Your life is an illusion you can’t fake, sort of like pretending but knowing the truth. Yes?

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:) Congratulations, Mikkel and Tippy Gutierrez!

Sleepy Nickel

Sleepy eyes rest on a tired smile
Trying to get out of the dizzying tumble
of a hamster wheel that answers no questions
Just an endless pitter patter
of stuff to do
Dues to pay
Things to consider
but it’s really up to you,
to decide what to do.

I’m sleepy. Hopping on a plane soon, for a slew of work and other trips. Need to finish packing. I’ll be doing six point-to-point legs on this trip. Sigh.

You're a star!

It’s been more than a year since we’ve decided to take Nickel in to live with us in Tarzana. It’s been quite an adventure to say the least! He’s gone camping in literally freezing conditions, caught bubble gum in his hair (c/o Lovell), engaged in very inappropriate makeout sessions in our garden while a crowd of 20 watched, ridden the Vespa numerous times with his Mama Kat, taken a few road trips back to San Francisco, pee-d on snow at Tahoe, poo-pooed in Baby Lara’s playpen and made her eat it, and the list goes on… For his next adventure I think we’ll have to cut off his balls.

Calling him my best friend would be an understatement.

Happy fourth birthday, you crazy little guy. :)

The Adventures of Nickel
The adventures of Nickel.

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Around people’s legs and cat’s tails.
Sniffing about.

Watch your back!
The curious little boy goes places.

Golden Gate Bridge
And shares his portraits online
to put smiles on strangers’ faces.

Baby Lara Nap Time

Baby Lara nap time! Photo by Kat :).

Eagle Seagull Carrie

Eagle Seagull @ the Troubadour 032708. Very fun band from Nebraska! Definitely on the must-see-again list.

I’m back in Los Angeles. Flew in last week (Valentine’s Day, nonetheless) at around 7pm, repacked some bags, and drove out to SF with the final destination of Lake Tahoe for President’s Day weekend. Here is the baby boy on ice, photo by Kat:


Someone needs a haircut! Or a ponytail…

I still haven’t been feeling well, cursed with a radioactive spell of coughing and a sore throat the past week. I feel like my throat is harboring a desert with one giant Saguaro cactus that has only one prick, a naughty little prick, that tickles the walls of my throat at his random whim and fancy. And I can imagine the douche having lots of fun at my expense as I succumb into an uncontrollable coughing spat as he once again pokes the insides of my throat. Sorry for the weird graphic.

I took the day off yesterday and spent it wallowing in bed, but decided this morning that a week of feeling like shit is ridiculously long so I decided to test my limits by pushing through with a short notice Big Bear trip with ex-coworker Peterphile. I have an amazing capacity to ditch common sense and choose the path with most resistance just for the fun of being able to do so. And so I did.

I must point out that in the span of 13 weeks since I first attempted to snowboard, I’ve gone 6 times. Which makes an average of almost every other week. Huwaw, Batman! It would be pathetic to discover that I haven’t made any progress after so many trials and bruises on my ass, but in being true to my Leo-esque humble pie, I must admit that the past two sessions were bouyed by the help of better gear – a real snowboarding jacket (women’s size M because I’ll wear anything that fits me properly and I don’t GAS), wrist guards, and Mizuno sponsored knee pads. So while I’m a far ways off in competing for the X-Games, I’ll give my loser self some brownie points for persistence and admitting that I may possibly have an addictive personality.

Best of it all, I got upgraded this morning when the cashier asked how old I was. My obvious reply: “Really young.” And so she rang me up as a “Youth Ticket” for a discounted price, which is less than half of what Peterphile paid for his lift ticket and rental gear. Poor schmuck.

Everyone always said that it’s good to look young, and I always thought it would only count when we’re all pushing our 40’s. Well, apparently I don’t have to wait to start reaping the benefits, hehehe.


Happy Birthday, Pepper! The original Brother Bears 1.0 :)