with me at the end of my rope, and you at the wheel.

this weekend was amazing. corinne being here is, well, incredible. saturday was super rainy so in lieu of the beach we went to some random bar on indian rocks beach. well, not that random. i had been there once before, but, allas that is another story for another time. man, it's a good one though.

anyways, hours later we ended up at the orpheum. dancing and drinking and sweating. yeah, that's all there really is to say about that.

sunday was brunch. and what a brunch it was. when it was brought to my attention that there was a tree pregnant with coconuts just over the way, i immediately began rallying the troops. you see, we had rum. and drinking rum out of a coconut, well, that's just too amazing of an opportunity to pass up. michael and luke saw this dream to fruition when they liberated those blessed little balls of heaven. then, after a bit of handy work with a hammer and large nail, we were able to funnel some good ol' captin morgan into our new vessels of happiness.

carolyn wants that.

"like heroes returning from battle."-
'lil miss abbie rae

mid-mission


in other news, my great uncle had a birthday. and with that birthday, he had some sangria. then he got fresh with the billboard outside of ceviche. he funny.


i love my life.