More Craig's House; Some from Tom's House

 

 

Steve, smiling like a scary monster. I'd pay a mind reader anything to know what he's thinking right here.
 

Me and Craig, taking one of those "holding the camera taking a picture of yourself" pictures.

 

 

Tim and Craig, relaxing on a winter's eve.

This is a picture they had on the wall. I think that pretty much sums up these people.

 

 

Me and my homie Craig, just chillin', kickin' back. The only thing missing are the 40's. He did ask me  to roll through Compton with him though.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We went to Tom's house (a friend of my dad's) so Tim could play this Les Paul guitar. Turns out this guy's wife is uhh... how can I put it nicely, bizarre? She was really goofy, and weird, a little too weird for my taste. Ask me about it sometime, I'd be happy to share the story with you, especially the one about the little ice skating figures and the bicycles.

 

Another goofy picture. Anytime Tim and I hang out, we either do something goofy or get yelled at; sometimes both.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is the only staircase that led to their upstairs. Weird man, like some crazy castle tower. I thought it was gonna break while I was on it.

 

 

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