Making stuff as a founder of Avocado. Former music-maker. Tuna melt advocate. Started Google Reader. (But smarter people made it great.)

Tanned, rested, ready.

The Sun Gods, as worshipped in San Francisco, are a collection of djinn who are known to respond to summons by hiding mischievously in fog banks and past the sea, blowing a frigid, frozen breath toward the inner bay and its hapless inhabitants.

Augh!
Augh!
Augh!
Augh!


Everything I touch in the apartment is cold. Maybe if I turn on the radiator?

Augh!

What did you people feed Apollo while we were gone?
posted at August 24, 2006, 5:56 AM

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