return of the road trip

better known as: the blog post that I actually put pictures in.

And we're back! A little too soon for my liking though, since Seattle was thoroughly awesome (as always). I know, there are quite a few animal pictures here. makes sense,  because my family's house is a bit of a zoo. (and I mean that in the best possible way) I really do miss all the animals up there, even my cat that seriously embodies evil itself. I'd like to think that its easy to tell from the photos which one that is.

If you couldn't guess from the pictures, a bar mitzvah was an integral part of this trip, in fact, it was the primary reason for taking it. Too bad I didn't get a picture of my brother's badass pinstripe pants, I wish I looked that baller at 13.

Pretty fuckin sweet trip, if I do say so myself. I picked up a sweet decal of the Seattle skyline (which will be adorning the back window of my car) and a copy of The Stranger. If you haven't heard of it, (which anyone outside of Seattle probably hasn't) go to the website and read it NOW. Especially the 'I saw U' section, its like craigslist's missed connections, but better. When I was 17 and working at Noah's Bagels, I received my first, and only (i think) I saw U, from a woman, also named Rachel, asking me out and complimenting my smile (and probably my bagel cutting skills, too). But ANYhow, since I've begun to ramble, check out The Stranger in all its wonderful, subculturey, awesome letters to the editor, sketchy personal ad glory. 

On the way back to LA, Kalin and I stopped at Voodoo Doughnut. Despite the array of delicious looking, slightly unheard of options like maple bacon (topped with bacon), or a doughnut with tang on top, I had to go with the awesomely shaped cream filled chocolate. It was pretty amazing, but nothing can ever top a glazed doughnut from Randy's.

And just like that, I made myself really fucking hungry. Fun how that happens. Soon enough, I'll have something more interesting to write about than my life. Something of substance, perhaps. Or maybe I'll just keep doing this for a little while. We'll see.

Peace out, my loves.