photoramarama
aforementioned photos posted below. i have access to a few more (that are super sweet), but am unable to download them. booooo. hopefully soon though. and i am still waiting on san diego/l.a. photos, so those will come in time as well.
BIKING ADVENTURES
the morning/afternoon of our housewarming party, rudy and i set off on bike to go a farmer's market and buy the hard alcohol. on the way back, he fell in love with a little red rider wagon. so. the ride home = two bikes, two folks dressed like fools, two backpacks full of alcohol and a little red wagon being dragged along by either member of the biking posse. ridiculous.
proof:




final stop: my front stoop. i have a front stoop like bill cosby's. note the little red rider wagon and rudy's understandable exhaustion.HOUSEWARMING PARTY BEGINS
8:30pm: 10-15 bluegrass singers show up at our house. they have brought instruments. the housemates think they are my friends, but i have met one of them, well, once. so they show up at 8:30. party's "scheduled" at 9:30. i am still in pjs and haven't showered. they perform IN MY BEDROOM.
proof:
they are sitting on the couch in the area of my room that does NOT have the loft overhead. to the right: the entrance to my room. to the left, the deck and my desk. please note my tiny czech records, ample windows, hardwood floors and bluegrass groupies. oooooh, also i just realized you can see my loft bed in the window reflection...



below: ryan (housemate) and damian (his brother). they are watching the bluegrass performance from the kitchen. damian is wearing my chicken costume. um, my chicken costume.


GENERAL PARTY PHOTOS:
the curly-haired dude to the left is ian, the keys player for j.v. - next to ian is eric#1, who lived with me at my first flat in sf (when my room was a closet and i lived in danger zone)
party in process
my deck. note the texas koozie. i used it throughout the night to "prove" that i was from texas.
under my loft bed. note the spiral staircase.
our kitchen is being taken over
polyamorous jahshwa. met him the first night i moved to sf. friend of heather's (and miiine).
rudy in grunge gear. I LOVE HIM.
3:30am: aaaaaaaaaahahhaa. the full indie-rock concert begins IN MY LIVING ROOM. note one of our couches upturned in the corner, microphones and amps. this is what i walked into. i had no idea this was happening 20 seconds before this photo was taken.HOUSEMATE MANIA:
ruthie: super cute, sews like a mad woman, works at a billion venues in the city and going to art school. one of the most focused 23 year-olds i know. i take it back: 23-30 year-olds.
with ryan. he's hip. don't you worry.
the four of us as one: ruthie, jen, eric #3 and ryan* * *
ok that's all for now. more soon. i love you kids - jen
