Ralphs Security

I was with Miller Time when we went to Ralphs to get some booze before our journey into Simi Valley. As we're walking in I see the security guard sketching something, using the stack of soda as his table. He was creating some sort of a submarine. Who know what for. But it was weird.
Then after I had taken a few photos of him, we were already on the other side of the store choosing our liquor. The guard walked up to inform us that snapping photos was not permitted in the store. He then walked off in a kind of waddle.

West Bound

The first two of these photos are taken close to each other, and both looking west. The last of course, looks south from La Jolla towards downtown San Diego

I know I've lagged on posting. I'll try to stop that.

Wasting Good Times Having Good Times

This is a good friend of mine. Her name's Nicole. She's an alcoholic.

To Another Month

I almost forgot. Rocky would like to tell everybody in the world, "Have a good fuckin' month!"

On My Way Home From Work

I try to always have my camera on me. The reason is for days like this. When everything just looks rad. I love it. Although, I wish I had a camera installed into my brain. I'd have the sickest shots anyone's ever seen. DAMN