The walk home.

M83.

Screens.

Ben, in bed.

Cameron.

Megan, in June.

Fall, 2007.

This picture's corny but it makes me smile every time I see it. I can't believe this was over a year ago. I miss my friend.

Maybe.

Last Tuesday and tonight.

Ryan, last winter. Part 2.

Last Saturday.

Destroyed.

Ryan, last winter.

Brad, in August.

Bonita Street, on the list.

About a week ago I bought a really great shirt from the Bonita Street etsy shop. They were super nice and sent the shirt really fast, which is always a great bonus. They (Harmony and Tim) sent me a note thanking me for my purchase and they said they liked my work as well. They recently started a blog and decided to throw a little love my way by featuring my work! They are soooo sweet. What is it with all these great couples designing and building and making fantastic things together lately? The kids over at Something's Hiding In Here, and Secret Lovers, and Ashley G & Drew, and LoucheLab, and Kate & Clifton Bingaman-Burt...the list goes on and on. I love all the love that's out there in these often confusing times. I'm continually inspired by the amount of creativity that pours out of people.

Anyway, swing by the Bonita Street blog and check 'em out. I'm adding them to my list of favorite people.

Signs.

James.

Ben in August.

Upstairs.

22 Months Ago.

Rocco.

Friday night.

This isn't just going to go away.

Thursday night.

The day after.

I keep trying to stay happy about the amazing Obama win last night and his totally inspiring speech. I have never been moved to tears before from a politician's words. But the fact that Prop 8 passed in California is so totally painful it's hard to stay focused on the positives that occurred with this election. This photo was taken at a candlelight vigil at SF's City Hall that was put together to remind everyone that the fight isn't over. A really great night in spite of the sadness.

Also, as a side note, I just have to put it out there how sad I am that the voter turnout in San Francisco county was only 50.5%. That is completely ridiculous and careless. If those extra 200,000+ people voted and happened to vote No on 8, this race would be soooo much closer than it is. Shame.

Celebration. Celebration?

I've never been so excited to fill one of these things out.

Rice being thrown in the air in the Castro, even as we heard news that Proposition 8 was on its way to passing and taking away the right of gay marriage. Right now there's still about 34% of the ballots to be counted.

Scotty.

Winter is here.

RJ, again.

Sticker near my house.