There are many fine mushrooms on both sides, folks. Let's be kind.
#tbt Sept 2013, waiting for Bixie. We had a couple of weeks to do this.
Here in the post-60 era, I’m suddenly fascinated by the aging face (mine, of course). I can filter out age and smooth wrinkles, or I can apply a high-contrast filter and assess the damage. Today I enjoy age. Tomorrow I’ll yell at teenagers. All about balance.
A thank-you gift from some of my baking auction winners. If they knew how many hours I spend wandering kitchen supply stores, daydreaming, they’d get my glee today. #nuthinbetter
#bluesfacebix practices the egg shape before doing scales. He picked out a good teacher.
On our way. #waitressmusical #capitolhill #paramounttheaterseattle
Dropped on Netflix today and turned out to be perfect Saturday morning viewing. Cotten and Welles are always magic. #TheThirdMan #netflix
I may be done. I may not be.
#tbt to September 2015 and an overdue Austin visit with my high school buddy, Kris Wilson.
When I’m a 112-year-old homeless person I’ll tell all the robots this was my secret
Decided to learn to make donuts. With great powder comes great glazability.
Something about “CrazyTown” stirred up memories from early parenthood, and now I know. Caricatures all swiped.
Last October in the Cascades, watching this guy tie the knot after watching him, y’know, grow up. #tbt
The grandpa is strong in this one.
Fun and games with Facetime. No sound. #bluesfacebix
Dunno why, exactly, but this was my favorite. Watching again tonight. RIP Mr. Simon.