Detective Steve's photostream  

I'm somewhat of an accidental Harley owner. I came into my beloved little Sportster by way of my brother. Really, it's the first awesome thing I can ever remember him doing for me.

We're not really close, he and I. Oddly enough, now that we're in middle age and living on opposite sides of the country we've finally figured out how to become friends.

Although he doesn't know it, when he sent Lolita here to me it was the first significant step in my actually finding some peace and acceptance of my new Southern California life. And it was my first true accomplishment in living a fearless life.

Thank you, big brother.

If I've accomplished nothing since coming to San Diego, I've at least acquired a damn comfy couch.

Found a whole bunch of photos I'd forgotten about of my trip to Austin in 2010.

Here's my old high school friend, Kathy showing me one of the side effects of Austin's fabulously tasty water ices.

Found a whole bunch of photos I'd forgotten about of my trip to Austin in 2010.

We hit a street fair and there were a bunch of delightfully odd street musicians. This guy was naked except for some cleverly place Texas state flags.

Found a whole bunch of photos I'd forgotten about of my trip to Austin in 2010.

I swear this was the worlds most crusty old fiddle player.