hung your head.

bad day. hung over. hung hung over. spinny world and gut revolt.
poker last night with work folk and nate. devin mixed the johnny and ginger and i lost control of my volume. l o a d e d. this morning i had an 8 am meeting at which i did not enjoy myself. came home and worked/slept off the rest of the morning. then up and working tonight and into the weekend.

here is an example of Tyukanov's work and here is the work by Klucik that I got my honey for her bday.

sweating

mmm...
bussed to Seattle Art Museum this morning then skated down to the International District to work. Ahhh... been a while since I was on my board. Felt so good. of course, there was the everpresent fear of messing myself up. flashbacks to the emergency room, teeth in a plastic container and my friend laughing (with) at me.

but damn, can't deny the carve.

Linda and I went and saw Hero last night for her birthday. We haven't been to a movie together since we went and saw F911... which was several month ago. It is apparent to us that dogs have spoiled our going out life. We would much rather stay home and be with the menagerie.

such is life.

We also bought another amazing print by a russian artist called Tyukanov. It is incredible. Can't wait to get it home from the frame shop. We heart the Davidson Gallery.

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From: N. Peters
Date: Wed, 15 Sep 2004 06:32:45 -0700
To:
Subject: Phil Gaddis: Unamerican.

Just wanted to let you know that I am disgusted with Enviromate's complete disregard for free speech in the firing of Lynne Gobbell.

What kind of American deprives another of their living wage because of what they believe or say?

Your company and attitude represent a tiny piece of what is wrong with America. Thanks for screwing the economy up even more. Thanks for imposing your belief system on another. Thanks for personifying that which America purports not to represent. Thanks for giving the world another reason to disdain us.


Grow up,

Nick Peters