Another roll from a few different weeks. Sacramento is always nice, mix in river livin', 2 stroke fumes, and people with the best attitudes and it makes you forget about any stealthy bush hiding police.









We headed back down to San Jose for Sloppy's birthday shindig.
Robbie and I went to a Giants game on a tuesday after many previous failed attempts. Ended up finding tickets to the next days game on a fire extinguisher and both of us were able to make it to the fallowing day game. Hooky and ball games, hard to beat.
1 comment:
hey jack ass when are you going to come visit? I miss your ass.
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