Happy Labor Day Weekend from Jack Kirby!
I just set these guys up. Sorry, neighbors. It’s college football season.
Yesterday my mailbox almost buckled under the weight of this manliness.
Last night I became what I hate: someone who runs on West Creek Parkway. I figured I should try doing that at least once before my job here ends tomorrow. I got karmic retribution for joining the throng of a-holes, though, in the form of me leaving my sunglasses on top of my car before I sped off for home. I learned my lesson.
Pie trumps cake just about every time. Of course, there are outliers. (at Chesterfield County Fair Grounds)
These have been taunting me for months now. Seeing as how they only seem to exist at my workplace and my time here is running out, I’m going to try a package today. But will it be worth 35 minutes of running? Is anything? (Answer: no.)
Sun, water, and a birthday beer (@devilsbackbonebrewingcompany Vienna Lager) #sun #beer #sundown #lensflare #virginia #loveVA (at The Boathouse at Sunday Park)
August 25, 2014. 9:07 am. I cashed in my free birthday drink for the first pumpkin spice latte of the season. Everything’s coming up Micah!
My birthday is depressing for flatbreads, too.
My Sunday morning: coffee and conspiracy theories.