You should all come out to this show, all proceeds from the door go to the Red Cross Haiti relief effort. Linkage. RSVP, fuckers.
The photos are from the first show, which they’re just repeating because of the storm. Mo’ money, less pain and suffering. Although that’s not much of a slogan, it’s true.
Rex, who organized the whole thing. 
@oh_tootie at the first show. There’s another one tomorrowtonight.
This was the night after I moved in to my new apartment. A good night. 
Well, this is the 371st post, and probably the last here on blogger. It’s been a good run; with this and other blogs, I’ve been using blogger for going on five years (ha ha), but now they’re stopping ftp uploading, and while I understand that, it’s something I need, or at least that I really want. for the time being, I’ll be posting at <a href=”http://photomattmills.tumblr.com”>photomattmills.tumblr.com</a>, and in the long term I’ll be trying to extract the posts from this blog and put up something here that is more or less a redesigned and better Five Years. We’ll see.
Shit, I don’t know if they’re even still together.
Yeah, I’m posting two nearly identical photos. The first one because I think it’s funny, and the second one because I figure they’ll want it. 
Again, two photos. But I figure they’ll want both. 
This would have been a good way to end the night for him, if not for the rule that the first to pass out is fair game for sharpie.
Yes, I’m annoyed by my own title.. but I do it because I know so many of you will also be frowning, and that makes me laugh. <br /><br />So I went for a walk, down to Grant’s house to make coffee, and he had some interesting news which I’m not sure I can share yet, not the big Ruby news, but something else really cool for him personally. All I can say is damn. <br /><br /><span class=”caption” >Just another wanderer. “I’ll be all right, as long as I have some traction,” he told me.</span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/icepocalypse/1028/0001.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” >This was rush hour, on 23rd street… never seen it this dead at that hour. </span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/icepocalypse/1028/0002.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br />And yeah, there was all this white stuff on the ground. god’s cocaine party. Mostly sleet, though, not the fine white powder all kids and skiers love. Blowing wind, sleet in my face, and there I was, taking pictures. It’s a 15 minute walk that took me about 20 due to detours. <br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/icepocalypse/1028/0003.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” >I do love these lights.</span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/icepocalypse/1028/0004.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br />Good coffee at Grant’s, Then I walked to dinner at Mcnellie’s. I kept drinking after dinner, getting drunk and thinking about hard math problems in my head. I always know I’ve had a long day at the computer when I’m thinking about math, drunk. (was it three or four pints? I was only there an hour and a half, must have been three). Yeah, Snow and Ice and everything nice. I’m going back to bed. <br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/icepocalypse/1028/0005.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />
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