Thursday, August 2, 2012

Scottsdale has sad dishware

Stayed at some fancy-ish hotel/spa that charged me for resort privileges I did not use. I did drink two beers and I did fall asleep before 10 PM. My breakfast oatmeal came with sad pecans. They were in the most emo dish I've ever encountered.



Then, back to work. This isn't from this job, but one like it. This is the future for this job.



Forgot about the little bag for the little sister's belated birthday.



I put an apron/money belt in there for her to use at her art shows. It has birds on it. It has all the birds on it...and lots of pockets and zippers.



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