another day, another doll hair.

i cleared out a section of our storage room to make a top secret space to work on the magazine. this was the first attempt, shitty. (literally)(see those pieces of wood on the floor cover a big hole where a toilet used to sit, a dookie hole if you will.)(and though it doesnt stink, the thought of stink is haunting to a desktop setup.)(oh yeah thats a bird's next right there.)(yeah i dont know.)

attempt number 2 turned out a little better. hamburger eyes issue 1,000,000 here i come.

this is scott and he's the dude who will fix our processor when its down.

today we replaced 2 fans and tested some sensors. dont worry, all a's up in this piece.

scott also delivered some chemistry. how about lets mix that shit up right now.

totally groshong.

laura and jay (receiver)(go to the opening this weekend, looks super sick.) and pauly urich.

this is the modesto junior college advanced photo class. today they went to moma, sf camerawork, dolores park, el farolito, and last stop was here. i used to bug out talking to kids at their schools, i didnt want any responsibilty in the developement of their young minds. but now that they can come here, they can see whats going on and i dont really have to explain shit.

hey buddy.

they practice that tenderloin tai chi right here in our alley. free lessons all day.

zane.

anthony.

patrick.

from now on, rambo will have your back in the b/w darkroom.