Sunday, November 30, 2008

No Tires = Pure Speed

I know it's hard to keep up with the latest in hipster fads, but I think this one's on the verge of getting huge! I've heard that San Fransisco hipsters are already inventing new tricks for bikes without tires.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Saturday, October 11, 2008

10+11+2008

Stumbled inwards of this while Abbey was walking me this morning. I had to scramble home to get my camera in time before the fog completely lifted. Click on picture to view full size.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Observations of what's been oberved by the observant observers.

It hasn't been getting dark until around 9 o'clock lately. These are some photographic observations of what happens in our neighborhood when it finally starts to get dark. I'm not going to include any pictures of car thefts, murders, vomiting, or anything else related to night time in Tacoma.

With friends like these who needs friends?

Someone was supposed to meet me in the park for a 1 on 1 Frisbee tossing session. This particular acquaintance never showed up, leaving me alone with my dog for an hour and a half. Getting stood up has never been so nice.

This is what was observed upwards of our location:
This was observed downwards of us:
It is said among locals that the squirrels around this part of the park grow fangs, which allow them to feast on chipmunks, which is why chipmunks are never seen in these parts of the park. Good thing I brought Abbey along to keep watch for pesky vampire squirrels... She kept a pair of eyes and a strong nose out in all directions, allowing me to relax.

After a few minutes on watch she started to get comfortable too. It's become obvious to me that all animals, along with humans, enjoy sunny days a lot more than shitty rainy days.
My special lady friend showed up and became concerned when she saw Abbey shivering in anticipation of killing a vampire squirrel.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Our little Dinosaur!

Christopher's been running laps in his Tupperware workout room over the last few days. We let him out to stretch out his little legs in the apartment. Took a few photo's, knowing that we've never really ever captured any good photo's of him. Please be kind. This is his debut to the intraweb of cybernets. Jessica's had him for about 20 years now, but nobody's quite sure how old he actually is. I'm guessing 35.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

The internets were all dead, but lives continued.

Lelu Beast captured this image of Dinkleman while glowing in the sun.
3 way snuggle time got a little complicated when trying to add the 4th creature.
I ended up sleeping in Abbey's kennel, knowing that she would kill, kill, kill if I tried to move her.
I wouldn't take so many pictures of my dog if she was uglier, or maybe just a little bit less of a killing machine.My birthday happened for the 28th time. We saturated ourselves in fats. I'd like a little bit more cupcake with my frosting, please.Jessica was doing speed or something because I came home and the desk was clean. Now who said Meth was all bad? Oh, apparently these people: http://www.dare.com/home/default.asp
This is probably illegal too, but the sunset looked so cool that evening. I had to try and get a good picture. In fact, I think the feds are on to me, so don't be sharing images of mine that I took while driving.Why has this giant dumpster been dumped in the middle of a 22 acre dog park? Isn't that considered to be littering of the largest magnitude?
I think this was captured on one of the hot days. Yeah, you remember that day, don't you? Try living it with a coat of fur, pal.I've been arting my fingers into hurting lately. This is one of many which have ended up illegally posted in Tacoma somewhere. http://www.fbi.gov/wanted/terrorists/fugitives.htm
I keep checking the list, but so far I'm not wanted for making drawrings.

Saturday, April 5, 2008

That rug really tied the room together

Abbey decided she was getting tired of Rusty's shenanigans and told him what she thinks of him.

The peace talks got a little bit heated.
Abbey is insulted by Rusty and his serious lack of communication skills.
Abbey pleads for Rusty to rethink the consequences of not working out their differences.
Abbey repositions herself in case the talks turn to violence.
Rusty goes in for an attack.
Abbey comes back at him with a stomp towards his man parts.
Rusty didn't know Abbey was capable of such maneuvers. He takes a few seconds to rethink his strategy.

Rusty stands up to show Abbey his real size and muscular physique.
They continue to brawl even though their both getting tired of the painful blows.
Abbey underestimated Rusty, due to his polar bear like cuteness.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Suffering from bubble madness!

Walked home the other night from a night of merry making to see this sight ahead. Some hooligans had inserted a vast amount of laundry soap into this crappy urban waterfall, creating what looked like a bubble monster of sorts. Do not be alarmed. It turned out to be friendly to the neighbors.

Abbey was so pumped up to see people outside running through the bubble monster.
And Rusty Dinkleman didn't seem to care at all for humanistic vandalism.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

This is it... The beginning of the end...

By popular demands of the populace, I will be posting randomness here. I'm hoping this will be a good outlet and motivation to take a lot of pictures in the new future. Keep in touch with it. Thanks.