Early Thanksgiving

Mom made an early Thanksgiving dinner since I have to fly back to Portland on the actual holiday. Anne came over to join us because she's a good sport.

Richmond

Mom, Anne, and I got lunch at the Mediterranean Bakery - one of the few unique and locally-owned places in the suburbs.


Then I got to rip up this book so it could be recycled while cleaning at Mom's house.


I played at Rumors Boutique at night with Scott Burton and Cold Toast, pictured, who were like Animal Collective light. I mean that only as a description, I hope that doesn't sound jerky.


Owl print and a Big Gulp.


Ipanema.

Sunday Afternoon: Lying in Bed Talking to Out-Of-Town Friends on the Phone

Mom in '78

This picure is on my bedroom wall, too. I've been asked if I was adopted because I look nothing like my mom.
(Photographer unknown, Christmas 1978)