One of those days.

Yeah, it was one of those days -- a good one. Topped-off a good day by saying adios to the sun. You forget to do it sometimes, living in LA.

-H.

Fruits of My Labor

A few weekends ago, I risked my precious life to help my buddy, Brian, put up his simple Christmas lights. Last nite, I finally got to see them in all their glory.

Start.

Finish.

-H.

Air & Space

Last Friday, I spent a few hours trying to get inspired for my latest freelance gig. Went to the California Science Center and pretended I was 7 years old. Wasn't too hard.

My inner geek was bummed that I didn't explore this major.

-H.

Opposite of Damnation

My friends from Manhattan Beach trekked to Silver Lake to see their friend's band, FMvsAM. I applauded them for leaving their beachside bubble. So, I left my man-cave to rockout on a Tuesday night.

Behind the band was a sign screaming out S-A-L-V-A-T-I-O-N. I didn't get it until, I started to groove to the music. I was temporarily saved.

-H.