Thursday, May 17, 2007
Onward and upward
In case you hadn't seen my fishing pole in the last picture.
Lupita made cookies for band practice. I especially like the one with no arm and a bite out of his head.
This is the hallway at work. Megan brought students over for career day, I got to tell them about what it's like to be an artist. They asked questions, for example; who is your favorite artist and what art medium is best.
This one is pretty cool, I'm not sure what it is though.
There was this guy at the bagel shop who I'm pretty sure was an older version of Blaine.
I apparently didn't manage to catch him on film. He was just too darn fast.
These are my new shoes. I ordered them from Pay-Less.
Me and David are growing mustaches for the Northwest Service Symposium.
We had gone through three band members already, and we hadn't even performed yet.
In the end it was Lupita, David & myself (Gabriel - I just realized that I don't think my name is actually anywhere on this website).
Around town nobody even mentioned the mustaches, I'm not sure if this is a mark for or against Roseburg
This mustachioed man was about to go fishing for the first time.
I went to Cooper Creek Reservoir. There is a high mercury risk at Cooper Creek, but supposedly the reservoir/creek/?? has a lot of trouts.
I'm just confused by this one.
Those are some geese and their goose puppies.
This is one of the many scenic views to be found at Cooper Creek (pronounced Cooper Crick).
I did not catch any fish. I did however; catch a multitude of weeds, make a big tangly mess of my line, get stuck on some trees and bushes, loose three lures, and get the hook stuck in my shirt. One day I will find a hobby that doesn't make me bleed. Although, if it doesn't hurt, maybe it's not worth doing.
The geese and their goose puppies were still out when I left.
I wasn't too upset that I hadn't caught anything, I hadn't really anticipated catching anything. This was my day to learn the ropes/get my bearings/whatever.
This is the bear that was hanging on the side of the apartment next door. I can take new bets on how long it will remain in this spot, I bet forever.
Labels:
cookies,
fishing,
mustaches,
northwest service symposium,
rock band
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