Tag Archives: San Francisco

Mommy, I want a cookie . . . a FLESH COOKIE!

139/365 – Ghost Tour

I’m in San Francisco!  With Patrick.  He give San Fran his blessing! Ah, San Francisco; home of a big red bridge and lots of homosexuals and beards and early 20th century architecture and hills and my brother.   A lot of that is redundant . […]


81/365 – All About Pat

All 6 of my readers (it went up!) are familar with my brother Patrick.  You’re not?  He’s mentioned a whole lot . . . did I forget to mention him?  Crap.  Well . . . he’s my brother aaaaaaannnnnnnnd . . . he’s a Tamisiea. […]