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WHAT A WILD RIDE, WILDER THAN MR.TOAD’S.

The first weeks are a blur of sudden reading, writing, tests, projects, planning (a calendar, what’s that?), people, lectures, assignments, saftey demos, presentations, partners, group projects. It’ss only the Third Week? IT’S ALREADY THE THIRD WEEK!? AS I can I’ll introduce each class I’m in and tell of it’s glories.

If any of them lose any battles, the record must ring true to such woes as well.

Here are my friends Charlie and Bri in Chalie’s studio which he has offered up to the INDA municipality, INDA being my major, Interdisciplinary Arts. Here group projects and games happen, open tools for creating, and of course the impentetrable glowing box from which all things freely flow, such as animations, videos, documentaries, stupid movies that make us happy, or any other audio/visual information that gets us going.

Fishing with an Old Wizard. The old conjurer would later fry them up on a chimenea, a wood fueled cooker. Not being the biggest on fishes we materialized from his freezing unit some veggies and cheese scones to fry as well. ah, yes, how my arteries did frizzle.

…thats more like it ^.

…and here is my new Lab in my kitchen. That rat is not a subject! That’s Gertrude, and she’s a most esteemed colleague.

Now that’s even more like it, vegan pumpkin pie brownie!…

^yup, we grew ‘em. first ones of the season. I hope the others catch up soon, or you’ll be invited to a fried green tomato party.

^Liesel is drying flowers.

^ This Is My Condition with Dan Kozak on Sax and such, sometimes a duck call. This is at the house. There’s a review for the show at thespeedofsilence.com. Shown below is Bananna Bomb from Minneapolis, who toured with my friends from Chicago, Stress Ape (not pictured, LAAAME).

Ah, Yes. The abominable monster of the fall semester, “How was your Summer, Dear?”

To answer that timeless, ol’ question, I’ll post some pictures.

GAAARRDDEN. PPUPPPPIIIEEE.

I built that shelf at Grand Arts, where I work. check it out, grandarts.com.

Some black magic blue bunny sorcery on the streets of Chicago. Black candles not depicted.

Brotman and Short, an post-electro noise-dub abuse marching band project from Chicago, well, they just moved to Oakland. The lad on the right and I went to middle school together and hung out in high school.