10.15.2007

They've set us up the bomb.

Can you believe it's been about 6 years since "All your base are belong to us!" was actually an internet phenom?

Alright, well I still have a few pictures left to post from my last days in Japan, but until I get those up I figured I'd put up some pictures I took while visiting my parents in Reno/Lake Tahoe. (After I left Japan I spent a week visiting my parents before returning to L.A.)

By the way, if you see the same weird grey blocks I do (caused by the massive amount of pictures on this site) you can view the posts individually by clicking on the Title Name/Links on the right hand side of the site under where it says "Previous Posts" and that should fix it...


My flight back to the States was from Tokyo to San Fran. then to Reno. When our flight was taxiing from San Fran. to Reno we passed the monstrosity you see in the background- it's the "Airbus," currently the world's largest passenger jet.


San Fran. from the sky.


More San Fran. from the sky.


This is the view from my parents driveway if you face left.


This is pretty much the rest of their view.


Where my 'rents rent.


Little known fact: I actually have FOUR eyes.


Presumably a path leading to a Pet Cemetery.


'shrug'


This church is almost 200 years old.


She wanted to give me a hug, but I couldn't reach :(


Road in Virginia City, an old mining town in NV.


I would give my left leg to be able to live back in the old Western days...with both legs in-tact.


A shrine. (Because any structure that is older than me and used to BBQ IS a shrine.)


I just happened to be visiting on the day of their annual outhouse race.


Very old dollar bill.


This guy takes people on mining tours. He as well is almost 200 years old.


I didn't realize that Olde Timey saloons had so many slot machines.


Outhouse race in progress.


It doesn't look like much, but I assure you that this is a swiftly moving outhouse.


Saloon. (Complete with underwear hanging from chandeliers.)


That was is easily 30' high. Therefore, that is a large portrait.


All of her dress and jewelery is made with silver dollars.


Indeed, the original location where it was filmed.


Seems like a family friendly establishment.


My mom (far left) with her childhood friends.


Lake Tahoe, NV.


If I had a couple million dollars, and rich snobs hadn't taken over the area, I'd live there.


My dad.


Two old men on a dock ;)


Rumor has it that camp counselors let this kid drawn in the lake, and were killed by his ghost 20 years later. (This story is based on a true movie.)


Any decent hunter would know that that's the tell-tale trail of a giant male snail.


What rolls down stairs, alone or in pairs, and over your neighbor's dog?


Rock. s


If I had Chester and a cabin, right here, you'd never see my face again.


Shhh! Don't move or you'll scare the bench away.


It's not easy setting a camera timer on 10 seconds and sprinting over boulders to take a picture next to your parents. But I'm a dedicated son dammit!


Actually, I'd put my cabin here- where these natural rock formations would increase my protection in the event of a pirate raid.


Log's dad.


Pine Cone's big day at the beach. Don't forget the sun block little guy!


This is what MEN drive.


We hiked a couple miles to the top of a mountain to stay in the this cabin over night.


Our view overlooked a forest and Lizzzzake Tahoe.


Um...........now what do we do?


Drink bottles of peppermint schnapps and bags of cheap wine! (Of course)


The cabin was a little...tight.


Lofts are the most bestest things ever. (Hint hint: get me a loft for my Birthday)


Yup. Still a tight space.


So we went to sleep late into the night, and woke up to this.


Quite different from the previous day's weather, BUT, I do love snow.


Good thing I already started growin' in my Mountain Beard.


The next 20 minutes of my life were spent whimsically creating Mr. Pine Cone Head.


This is easily the greatest year of my life.


Mr. Pine Cone Head and I are BFF.


We even traded socks.


My mom said he could come over for dinner. We're having StoveTop. (And Sunny D.)


If you've never been alone in the woods while it's snowing, you've been missing out.


This picture makes me miss home. Hella miss home.


CHESTER!!! (Remember? My parents are watching him for me since I keep traveling.)


God dammit I miss my little dude. (He would have gotten SO much ass in Japan)


Don't be surprised if you see these two guys driving through your town on a motorcycle (with side-car) and aviation goggles in the near future.