My name is freaky styley and I'm proud.

Do you guys read Post Secret?

(If you don't, you should. He posts every Sunday.)



That picture looks like someone I knew about 15 years ago.

Freaky.

I firmly believe that I didn't need anyone but meI sincerely thought I was so completeLook how wrong you can be

I didn't kayak yesterday, or today.

Instead, I went to the music store yesterday with Bells.

I bought me a Gibson Les Paul Epiphone and a Marshall stack.





Yeah.

For good measure, I bought a Cry-Baby Wah-Wah pedal.

Oh, yeah.

I cannot believe how good it sounds.

Neither can the Doodlebug.



We had a dog party at Bells' house.



Veggies were harvested from their garden.











A red-tailed hawk flew past.



Bells' back porch, a/k/a Goat's Skull and Hops- A Still Life.



We Rocked.













It was a very fine evening.

In the morning, we harvested hops.







Barney helped.





We brewed a couple batches of home-brew.



4 out of 4 dentists agree that we had a good time.

Tomorrow, I am doing the full-on mountain bike adventure at Big Sky.

You may notice, in the photos above, I am wearing an "ACHEIVER" t-shirt.

That's because I am an Acheiver.

A Little Lebowski Urban Acheiver.

And proud of them we all are.