a glimpse

this is the little man that tells our house how hot/cold it is outside...and what to wear. apparently underwear and glasses are the prescription for the day i took this.

neighbor mark coming to assist/talk. anytime my dad does some kinda project.. or if any of the men in the neighborhood do anything manly, the men always congregate and do what men do.....whatever that is.

there's the open part of the street. and another hill... see why the fires were such a big deal back in the day? yesss... surrounded by hill-ness. fire+hillness=destructo.

asking, what did you do in this process, j? don't sass me. i cleaned up their messes, cause concrete is the devil. and took pictures of this foolishness.

this is neighbor taylor, who is son of neighbor pat. he, taylor, is 14 and is a black belt. chuck norris like. he has broken boards with everything except his head. because according to his instructor its dangerous or something. i convinced him to try it. ill keep you updated.

the pad. the pad under construction..

if you look at the top of the mountain ^ there is a little tiny man on top. he's real. he has friends too, but they ducked down off the rock before I could capture their stupidity.

to follow along with the neighborly track, neighbor pat came over to complain about his paper cut. waaaaa

we really live in a great neighborhood. they're funny, like to have fun, like to volunteer their children for slave labor.