Today I didn't even have to use my A.K., I gotta say it was a good day.

Cardboard table I made last year.
A little Frank Gehry, a little Ice Cube.
Where architect and gangster rapper
would share a lovely cup of afternoon tea.

I wish I took pictures right after I made it, but I had a party, and with all the fun that needed to be had, the crazy drunks have destroyed my table-- maybe they thought it was a footrest?

Sunday Macaroon

i'm really not that emo, promise.