home at the end of a sunny day. actually still is quite nice out and i should be out playing bocce or riding my bike. but no. i amn't. instead i am hanging with duck and chilling in my shady apt. reading Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bourdain... i think i linked it below... good stuff. i am getting to the dramatic days of coke and cooking. lots of food orgy kind of stuff. so. sitting around reading. being relieved that i don't really have to be anywhere. that i can just relax at home. and i think. damn. this ain't so bad.

move back about two days.
I am having trouble writing what i think of the theresa spink's family in bellingham (her wedding on sat). their family is my family's best friend. we are like one big family when we hang out. my dad, when he was dying, smiled and struggled to opened his eyes when scott and tomson visited. lots of shared godparents. we love the spinks. they love us. anyhow... theresa got married and I hope she and patrick have the longest, happiest lives together. thier wedding was beautiful. i danced with some lovely ladies and some of the swankiest guys. damn. very short cathlolic ceremony that was full of smiles and flowers. my head got a little spinny.

weddings are neat.