in a period of two weeks, my friends, dave, luciana and i all resigned from the ad agency we were working at. we had a little party and hit the karaoke bar to celebrate our new found freedom. james made us a little invite. and of course, luciana took some great pictures.

so i woke up last week and noticed that underneath the tree in my front yard, was a small, plastic bull (or cow, i can’t figure out which). i figured that some neighborhood kid either left him there by accident and forgot OR someone is trying to tell me something in the oddest way. thoughts?

the lesson learned i learned this week: never do a special order through home depot. chances are, you can get the same thing in-stock. also, it usually comes later than anticipated with no communication to the customer - unless of course you call them and track down some guy named antoine.