Time to fly

Well, today last week Tuesday was relatively relaxing. I finished up some work this morning and did a requested illustration for our bosses birthday. (See Below)

bang.

bang.

Tonight Last week Tuesday, I am flying flew out to Michigan to see family and friends. Also I am going to recharged my batteries a bit with good food, music, and late night jam-a-thons with certain peeps. Should be good. Was Awesome.

Look for a recap of the vacation here in about 6-7 days. I might write up details tonight…stay tuned.

Ok-Here we go!

So I left Wednesday night from Portland. I connected in Seattle, and flew to 5:30a Detroit. I didn’t want to have to have the rents pick me up and offered to just get a cab. To my surprise they set up a metro car for me. (kind of limo service…swank!) I slept for a chunk of the ride to the house and spent the other chunk texting MI peeps that I was in town and it was their duty to dance like monkeys for me…8)

When I got to the house, my dad and I were in a text battle of exclamation points that lasted throughout the the trip. He answered the door, I didn’t look up as I was in mid !!!!…after I pushed send, I hugged his face, and came upstairs to the loft and passed out on the couch.

Wednesday was pretty uneventful during the day. We bought Thanksgiving groceries and hung out. In the evening I met up with my friend Ian, whom I haven’t seen for about 7 years or so. We went and got sushi with his girlfriend and Adam Hopkins, super star. Afterward Adam and I drove to his hot mom’s house and unloaded metal chairs and I got to me Aurora the tube of meat bull mastiff. We then ventured to Linda’s on 9 and Harper to meet back up with Ian and friends. There, we talked about Ian’s silent war with Bob Seger (ask him about it sometime) and other stories were shared. I like his peeps…good peeps. Adam drove me home and I struggled to get to sleep as I was hyper from all of the good-crappy coffee and conversation.

Thanksgiving was spent in cozy socks and warm garbs. Priscilla got up super early and started cooking. I don’t know what is the catalyst, but hearing her walk in the kitchen and do Priscilla things is very comforting to me. She is a good mom/buffer/human.  As the day progressed, Our good friend Greg Z. came over and talked and partied with us. He had moved out of the neighborhood but still comes back to hang here and there. Finally around 5 I went down to tell Sierra that it was almost time to eat. She came up. More conversation, then finally, dinner time. All of the usual trimmings plus white asparagus…I must say, it was pretty tasty. After dinner we retreated to the couches for more conversation and laughs. There was coffee and pie. Greg went home, everyone surrendered to the tryptophan and the day was over.

Trytophan!

Trytophan!

Friday, dad and I went over to the Russell to hang for a bit at the bazaar and try to track down various tenants to say hello. Afterward, we shopped a little, then went to toys r us to replace the remote control helicopter that I broke of Zack’s and purchased Mirror’s Edge (great game) for XBOX. We went to Nippon Grill for Sushi for dinner.  At around 9-9:15 I strolled back over to Little Tree where Adam had rounded up a couple friends I hadn’t seen since my stage crew days back in like 97-98.  Jonathan Sage and Darcy Hofer. That was crazy. We were going to go to Funk Friday at the Russell but wound up at this cool down tempo ‘coffee bar’ called Trowbridge House of Coffee. There we met Rick Zwicker…another friend that I hadn’t seen in about 14 years…holy crap! He is the manager of photography for Showtime…go Rick!

THC

THC

Some MI peeps.

Some MI peeps.

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boommmmm...tsssttssst...chichichhcihcihcihichi.....booooooommmmm

So after the club, Adam once again took me home and once again it took me forever to fall asleep from all of the goodness.

Saturday, my dad and I hung out, went back to the Russell to take some fun photos of the area and then some. You can see them here. After driving around for a while, dad took me to this one huge pink building about 3 or so blocks from the Russell. The place was huge…I mean huge. The asking price is $200,000. They would probably take $100,000 cash. There is a giant steel press inside that could easily be sold for scrap for about $100,000 and if you were to rent it out at $1,000 a year per person to 100 folks, it would pay for itself…this truth really got me worked up as I wanted to leave everything behind and just be a squatter at this awesome place. Curses dad!

So after galavanting around the ruins of Detroit, we headed back to the house for a light dinner followed by going to the Main St. Theater to see Milk. I swear. Sean Penn has such an amazing range. Very good movie with a pretty intense feel woven through it by the use of actual footage of the era. I enjoyed it and will more than likely watch it again.

Sunday morning the rents drove me to the airport and I was on my way. I look forward to going back for Christmas time. I usually rent a car and give Adam a break…;)

Thanks for your patience while I had to compile my thoughts to write this review of last weekend.

<3