once in a while i go out on a monday night and pretend i am on top of the world. tonight was one of those nights where i was literally commanded to be at the party. i didn’t mind because i feel like the need to party a bit. not going to burning man for the annual hell raising has left me with a bit of pent up party vibes…. _when fairies dance _dancing in red _looking shallowly into the world _sunflowers at night _in focus reality _when ladies party

my host decided to give me a car tour of good old stockon. quite a patchwork of a city; real industrial and old fashion in much of the city but then blocks of revitlized areas. anyway, here’s some photos from the car shotgun style tour. _one of my faves from the day. also missed it but it was the first shot and i didn’t have my camera on. _old school feel to this grey hounded. _i like the underbellies of freeways. _who doesn’t like old trains? _hmm, not sure what inspired me to take this one. _when […]

_you’re nobody unless you have a shamrock in stockton. _in the gated community park, where kids are safe from strangers but what of their own neighbors? _when little girls don’t listen to a no nonsense dad. _’sold’ as in the upper crust lot next to the river. _suburbia, where the streets have no name and you can walk with your family in the middle of the street. _it use to take a flight back to the east coast to experience this kinda of uptopia, but now i have a closer escape stocked with single malt as well.

i took a little break from the city and ran up to stockon to vist a friend. he lives in a different universe but the tension between his city life and surburan life keeps it all interesting. anyway, his daughter is quite precious and funny as hell. anyway, makes me wanna have a kid but then it wasn’t funny after she started crying for 2 hours she was supose to go to bed…