A forest spirit?
The happiest faerie. (Taken with Instagram at Tennessee Renaissance Festival)
Kids ribs are extra-tender. (Taken with Instagram at Tennessee Renaissance Festival)
Ah, lasagna. You know just what I need.
In the post run “Shit laying around the Yazoo brewery” raffle, I won a “Native American” headdress and a Ryan West Band Koozie.
Beer run at the Sounds stadium makes the best Saturday mornings. Well, except for the whole running part.
There’s a classic car show at the football stadium today.
That’s it. I’m never tickling Elmo again.
So it looks like Facebook’s estimate of what it’s worth and everyone else’s estimate of what Facebook is worth are remarkably similar, after all.
After a few minutes, I noticed that someone had drawn a bunch of dicks all over the grease board by the door. So I pointed at them and asked, “Hey, who drew all the dicks?” One of the sound engineers immediately jumped up, ran over, and erased them with his sleeve. This is the new and mature Bieber. We can’t have dicks being drawn all over the place. People might get the wrong idea about filthy-rich 18-year-old pop stars.
— Man up, Bieber—GQ
