...drip castles, yup, that's what we called them when i was a kid on trips to the coast. little did i know, years later i'd be reminded of those same distinctive shapes on a recent bike ride in SF.
eww.
this kid i used to run with always got away with everything. each weekend became a contest to see just how far we could take it. after numerous attempts of one-upping each other, let's just say it culminated one cool summer night about suppertime. the theft of a deli tray, lazy-susan from the local grocer found its way thru the large picture window of the chief of police...needless to say, he won. this blog will honor that original spirit of mayhem and offense.
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