thirsty...afternoon playdate with cash...

photography provided by jonny leicht

...and the orange ball fetish continues...

photography by jonny leicht

orange ball...

i'm down to my last orange ball. i gave one to stella. then one to julio, also a dog. and lost one this weekend at park.. and then last nite one rolled down the hill into the street.. so i have one left... so my neighbor shouldn't be hearing bowling balls on his ceiling shortly.

weekend at golden gate.. good times.

my best buds...

orange ball gets me in BIG trouble...

this is an email from our downstairs neighbor:

Wembley, I wanted to write you a quick note on the amount of noise we are experiencing on a nightly basis from above our apartment. It sounds like a bowling ball being dropped and bounced across the floor repetitively for hours on end. Its gone past 11pm tonight and we can still hear it and overall it makes having a quiet evening and getting to sleep an issue. I understand living in a condo complex there will at times be a higher noise level, however I think this is beyond just normal living conditions. Not sure how the noise is being generated (ORANGE BALL) but if you could consider the noise impact on us below we would appreciate it Thanks, Ajmere. #6.

one trick pony...

...i stumbled upon the cole valley arts festival on sunday and was entered into a doggy trick contest. all i had to do was sit, shake and catch. i got stage fright at the catch, so i could not catch my usual fly ball.. but i still got runner up.. due to my shagginess.. or i reminded them of a little benji. or my cast... but my friend russell thinks it was because he clapped the loudest. who knows..

hot pink mohawk...

i'm so san francisco...