Wet Hot Secessionist Summer

To Infinity and Everywhere In Between...

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A distress of feeling, now obsolete

Remember those pleasures forever discreet

May the curling of your toes now haunt you forever

Monotony and toil aleves all displeasure

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Kittens and Baltimore

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Last day, canceled flight, no not the real world (Denver, CO)

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Grand Canyon, AZ.

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Grand Canyon, AZ. June 2014.

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Grand Canyon, AZ

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Grand Canyon, AZ.

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Magic Kingdom 2014

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Betch don't kill my vibe

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The four incarnations of Iron Man

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Hollywood//Griffith Observatory

As I took the steeper path to the top, gripping branches and watching for slippery gravel, Robert Frost was right:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,  And both that morning equally layIn leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.  I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I

—I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.       

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Fortunes from the Santa Monica pier

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Silverlake/Sunset Boulevard/Echo Park

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Productive day

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Who needs a girlfriend when you have the World Cup !!!!!!!!!!

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Santa Cruz is filled with pimply kids eating corn dogs. A micro community of something else. The seagulls are big enough to eat and the soda is sold in gallon options. I just want to watch the World Cup game and find some real food. Really excited about this tattoo, but kind of nervous cause I don't know what he's doing really.