I painted my dad's house this weekend. looks good. between his gratitude and some pre-sales from friends, my paint and panels will arrive today. I feel like I've been revving my engines at the starting line and I can hardly wait to get started painting. I picture more of baby blue Disney car, contorted into a sort of a yoga cat pose. I see it in slow motion: that today it gets to stretch out and sprint.
clouds of dust.
I am so into this album right now.
survey: is it worth it to road trip to the panhandle for Thanksgiving with 3 kids in the back of a compact?
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