I went to Japan last week for a shoot and had crazy jet lag. I used these extra hours of consciousness that i normally wasted on sleep, to make lists; awesome lists that covered everything from “my worst ideas ever” to “countries i’ve been naked in with the opposite sex”. By the end of the trip, the lists had helped me realize that i’ve become a pussy. When did all of this become expected to me? When did I stop comparing my old life to this new foreign one, where I wake up in a king size bed with that view? No more will I forget I worked at taco bell and somehow scammed my way into this life I’m currently running.

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I stayed in Tokyo for a few days and then flew to Kumamoto.

Working hard for the money…

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The train ride from Kumamoto to Fukuoka.

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Back to Tokyo.

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Homeward bound.

The blog has been extremely neglected the last few weeks and I’m starting to feel the urgency to get my shit together. Is it too late, will anyone still visit this thing? I have plenty of work related excuses as well as a new house, a girlfriend, dental issues and I’m writing this from England with some serious jet lag… Its too soon to start making promises but Im going to try and update this thing at least 3 times a week from now to forever. 

PJ came back to LA to try his luck with some crazy chick he met at a fashion show in NY. She has been in a bunch of movies, dated most of the front men in those bands that everybody was talking about as well as a pirate. I cant blame him for thinking that maybe he could fix her…

Sadly I will be missing Sage’s opening this Saturday but if you’re in LA you should do yourself a favor and stop by. Its only going to be up the 11th – 16th.

Dill came to LA to get work done while his arm healed from being broken in two.

Big things are coming from everyones least favorite brand!

I have decided to bore you all with my first attempt at landscaping. Week one. 

The new house is finally being realized for its arts & crafts potential. I have given myself a mandatory 10 hours per week for making stuff that I don’t get paid for.

First I had to organize the last 15 years of photos.

Get ready for some stuff.

The new workshop.

Sometimes I take pictures for money. Sometimes people take pictures of me taking pictures of other people for no money. 

I wonder what I was telling her? Im sure it had nothing to do with the shoot and everything to do with me.

See how happy she is to listen to me! People think Im interesting.

I missed this weather. 

Look at this gloom! 

14 hours on a plane and I didn’t get a minute of sleep. I know why god hates me but this is really unfair.