Being Unemployed

Being unemployed gets kind of depressing and gives you too much time to think. And also to notice strange things among your surroundings, like this cabbage patch premie who has been laying in the garden for a few weeks and is now sprouting a pretty plant collar and a flower in his hand:



I also have a lot of time to go out, and am kind of becoming (even more) nocturnal. Karina finally came in to town, and we went out for the first time in well over a year. This is Chris and Karina at Gracies:

This is the dirty floor at the Fleetwood. And my bandaged toe- I kicked a broken bottle and was bleeding all over til the bartender gave me some bandaids and a free drink:



Waiting for our hippie hash:


Another night out, this would be Thursday and reggae night. Dovas, me and my weird face, Andrew, Monica, Mark:

Moving on from the bar to Monica's neighbor's house:



Which turned out to be an interesting time, as is usual with an intoxicated Mark around:



Believe it or not, this picture was taken prior to the previous one:

of course:


Sean cuddling up in the front seat of the Explorer with one of his friends:


I really need a job.