oh eight

a few shots from my last few days in San Francisco and a few from the first hours of 2008

brian stealing my camera and the mirror in my bedroom for a quick self portrait before we all left for dinner at darcy's






hookers in the hot tub at the new years party dave and brian were working at.



i met these two at the end of the night. he lived in rapid city for a time. she rhymed every few words. they reminded me of christian hansen. a little beatnik; a little frisco. they knew people back in rapid city. and that's where i am now. turns out one of the other photogs knows one of the people they were telling me about. he asked me to write a secret in his moleskine. i did.
my vision left me as the drinks found me.