sabato 29 settembre 2012

Water in San Diego

Groksurf blog

I heard about this at Voice of San Diego's Politifest. At first glace, it looks like a great resource. We do live in a desert afterall.

venerdì 28 settembre 2012

lunedì 24 settembre 2012

Phone Doodle





domenica 23 settembre 2012

Dirty Chai

Dirty chai w almond milk. Drive-Thru bliss at cafe veloce in PB.



venerdì 21 settembre 2012

Do-odle





mercoledì 19 settembre 2012

martedì 18 settembre 2012

Dental ice cream

Eating a big bowl of ice cream after two hours at the dentist, three old fillings removed, two permanent fillings installed, and one temporary filling installed. Apparently, they put a "medical liner" on top of what is left of my bottom right molar. It sounds like that tooth is incontenent. But instead, it needs to recalcify before they put in the permanent filling. Home after the dentist...that means ice cream for dinner.  Second bite = chunk of amalgam located and removed. See


lower dark element on paper napkin...paper napkin = tree death :(. Which I'm much more sensitive too after vacay in the Canadian Rockies.

mercoledì 12 settembre 2012

Phone Doodles





martedì 11 settembre 2012

Violet on the office




It's all about the right light for this plant...and the wrong light for this photo.

Location:Test

lunedì 10 settembre 2012

Naked PizzaNight

No-bloat pizza is genius.



venerdì 7 settembre 2012

martedì 4 settembre 2012

Vodkass


i guys!  I was just going to post this on Facebook but I thought I'd be old school about it:

I'm on the bus right now. A homeless woman wearing pink Croc flip flops just spilled a  fast-food cup of punch and vodka on my left arm, leg and backpack.  

Thankfully she missed my phone...but maybe the vodka would have sterilized this phone...which I don't think I have actually ever washed.  I'm just waiting for the New York Times story about smart phones w/ MRSA and salmonella. 

But I digress.  I smell like an alcoholic...coming home late from work smelling of booze.  Can I bum a smoke?

While I'm typing there is a nice guy in the back of the bus with vodka on his shoe telling person after person not to sit down in the spill zone.  "don't sit there.  Someone just spilled vodka all over the seat", he says. I feel like I should help out with the warnings,  but I'm just really not into hyper-local public service announcements right now.  And what happens when he exits the bus?  Will someone w/out vodka on their shoe step up?  Or will they let someone contract vodka ass?  

I guess I will step up if he gets off before I do.  No one deserves preventable vodkass. 

Helpful dude just left.  I'm on stink-saving duty for a few stops. 

At least this didn't happen on my way to work.  

Sent from mobile phone