This is an example of what I see running every day by where I work.
And THIS is an example of the fire and police protection in my neighborhood. The one on the right nearly made me trip as I passed he was so gorgeous! They were on hand to guard the Jazz Fest that took place in the park in my neighborhood this weekend.
Our Farmer’s Market (right next door to my building) is a riot of color right now with all the plants for sale. This weekend I bought fresh strawberries from an insanely hot guy (who complimented my leg tattoo– he said it was “tight!”).
This is the other thing I bought at the Farmer’s Market. Moroccan Blood Orange Chocolate Sauce! It’s absolutely sacra-licious! I tried some of the strawberries dipped in it…. ggggaaaaaahhhhhhhrrrrrhhhhhh.
This is me flipping off the broken pedal on my new fold-upable bike. Motherfucking thing broke off half way from home on my Saturday ride! And this after I just get the goddamn rear innertube replaced! Getting home was a bit of a chore as you may imagine. I swear I think this bike is cursed.
If you could at ALL see from this picture, this is the great Pepper Mashay performing at the PrePride kickoff block party at my local gay bar. There were maybe 100 people watching including a straight wedding party that crashed our festivities. Oh Pepper- how the mighty have fallen. Perhaps if you had brought Colton Ford along??