Troy Surfing Rio Del Mar...cira 1995?

I found this old roll of Kodak 200 film. It is damaged but still looks cool. There will be more in the next few days

Rockview, Craig cira 2001

The Lane, cira 2001

Capitola 2000

 Here is the Erak Wall

Here are some pictures from the pad and San Jose Ave.  This is right after I got back from my world trip. 

 

High SIerra 2000 Camping

High SIerra 2000

Insomnia

It was 230am when Mark woke me up. It's 424am now. I don't know if I will go back to sleep. The world according to Aaron is soooo distorted these past few days.   The wheel is spinning and I am getting dizzy....

AT 11am today we are having another open house. But before that I a real Estate agent is coming by to see the property.  I am not sure why they can't wait 2 hours and see it when everybody else does. It's not like we are going to accept any offers before they do the walk through.

Anyway, I don't have a clue where to go. The kids will be in full force. I will be wiped out. Kim will be working.

 This process is so upsetting to Kim and I. Nobody needs to go through this. It is an absolute stress ache. Need to make some coffee...

Home

Well the house sold 3 days ago. Our real estate agent told us of the offer. We found the number to be agreeable. So the agent came over at 10pm and we signed the papers.

Today we found that the buyers wanted to pull out of the deal. They said that the design of the house wouldn't allow for the kind of remodel they were planning on. Fun. This year really is full of wondrous surprises of stinky!

Tomorrow is the next round of open houses. I feel like a zombie. I am so depressed about having to sell and move.

Van Gogh

I woke up and got ready for work in the quiet house. It is strange to wake up and not recognize the home that you have lived in for 5 years.  Stranger to think that we will be living somewhere else this time next year.

The cat seems to know that we are moving. He was very sympathetic this morning. He sat by me sensing my dread of the future. He patiently stared at me with those piercing eyes. He wouldn't stop. He just seemed to be telling me. "Good Morning Aaron...It's going to be fine....Now feed me"

Light on a wall we have to sell

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I am going to miss the way the light in this house behaves through out the day.  This was 630am.  

Muni Nites

Pizza Bucket

Waiting For the Milbrae Train

PA Train Station

First Open House

This weekend is the first open house, so we left last night from San Jose to go to Chico. We left at 7pm and made it up in about 4 hours. I was fueled by my new Starbucks mug filled with the crazy go juice. Kim was fueled by a Dr. Pepper and the kids were fueled by a heavy dose of "are we there yet question sessions." By the time we made it to Highway 32 in Orland I was ready to cut my eye lids off to lighten the burden on my head.

In some sense, it was bad timing to come to Chico this weekend because the family that is up here is busy living their lives. That is fine though. The kids want to go to caper acres and mom wants to go to thrift shops to hunt for cashmere sweaters. She is going to gut the thread and give it a new life.

Right now the kids are destroying the bedroom of Elliot and quickly flanking to the outer rooms on a seek and destroy mission. It's only 9Am and child war fare is going to drive us to the side walks of Chico. Are main objective for this weekend was to avoid the mess that the children would make on the house. So now we are at Chris and Kim's house and fighting that fight here....