I'm So Good That I Don't Have to Brag

Question: "Why do you have a beard?"

Shel: "I don't have a beard. It's just the light; it plays funny tricks."

Question: "How do you think your present image as world traveler, bawdy singer, etc. combines with your image as a writer of children's books?" Shel: "I don't think about my image."

Question: "Do you admit that your songs and drawings have a certain amount of vulgarity in them?" Shel: "No, but I hope they have a certain amount of realism in them."

Question: "Do you shave your head for effect or to be different, or to strike back at the long-haired styles of today? Shel: "I don't explain my head."

—Shel Silverstein (1965)

mean green

i think i'm jealous or something... i wanna graduate...
Went to canada with my dad last month, going to wyoming with my mother (and jan and brother) tomorrow, and all I can think about is how much work I had to to do get ready and catch up because of these trips
fuck off you bitches i need to run some gels so i can gradu
also i wanna ride bikes, work on bikes, obsessing over bikes, there has been as many hours spent on that fucking green bike as on labwork this month, wait, is that a lot or a little
why am i even posting this i should be grading fuck this fuck you

feeling a little defensive?

this is it. i defend the master's today.

i spent the weekend in deep preparation--riding horses, eating a lot and drinking too much wine with friends in sequim. i looked at my talk once for about 30 min. in the past 72 hours.

yesss.

come 2:30 pm, it will all be over.

Wanna work on bikes?

Oh my...

Sellwood's pic before I bought it (04 or 05)

Had a before picture but it wouldn't upload, corrupted or something.
Started cleaning and overhauling and just kept going and, uh, now I'm in it.

Its probably good since if I kept riding it would be all over, hope some welder can save me.

Now I want new everything. Well, the brakes are nice.