Always stoked to see the Mattapoisett seahorse when I roll into town. Another photo below.
This is where Meg and I got married, 9 years 357 days ago. You do the math and figure out what's up.
One of the other things I am super stoked on is this water tower at the top of Vick and Tim's street. Old as dirt -- well, as you can see below, about 100 years old -- with the coolest rivets and studs and rust and lichen and peeling paint and... you name it
Punk rock!
Try unbolting that.
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Ye old fibreglass fisherman at the park near the seahorse has seen better days.
There's that seahorse.
A morning in Boston to see Ryan before we split. Old wall, peeling paint.
Was about to buy these local beers to bring to Christine and Josh's before we split, until the $15 price tag became evident. Good to see those guys, and their kids Theo and Eli, who are starting to shred the rad on the scooterboards. Too bad our session got rained out...
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