pictures from my father’s funeral. (if i am in the picture i am working on my tan. if there is a small blond child in the picture his name is vaden.)
my brother taught me all kinds of things…
fashion choices: the early years:
once my dad hit me in the face with a 2X4 when my mom had gone away for a week and he was in chage. she was so not pleased when she came back. (don’t go thinking he was purposely beating this small child that was me. it was actually an accident.)
original house pictures. these are far more cool if you’ve been to my house and know what it looks like now. try to ignore the bandage over my brother’s eye. he had surgery. he was a fucking pirate for like a year.
series of wet images. what were my parents thinking? that if they just kept my brother and i wet thru our entire childhoods we would stay out of bigger troubles? it kind of explains my whole predilection for water though i guess.
last picture. =P