Lark

Here are some pictures of Lark for my foreign friends.

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Zipang and Lark 4ever!



Natsumi and I went to Zipang for dinner last night and they sent our Hotate Yaki out with this really sweet message. I love Zipang!

Even more New York

Morning


noon


Night

A little more NY

Meat Tree!!!! Yay!!!


The meat tree was rather rude!





.....but delicious looking. Wouldn't it be wonderful if there really WAS a meat tree. I would grow a salami tree and maybe turky slices on my balcony if I could.












More pictures on the way. Maybe some stories too...I'll have to think of some stories.

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Tannis and Natsumi in sunglasses we got from a trade show in NY.




Here we have hot lady that knows the score and will eat you if you disagree.




And here we have a famous Japanese, modern artist who makes weird little toys that sell for a lot of money and is a DJ on the weekends.


More pictures soooon.

Lark

I must add.....

Waking up beside Dane and not some washed up Pacino drug lord was the best part. When I looked down I had human legs which was nice because polar bears aren't know for having nice yams.

Down side....I had no newspaper to read.

Al Pacino and Polarbears

I had a really weird dream last night. It goes like this:

First of all you should know that I was part polar bear, and Al Pacino and I were in love. I'm not talking movies star Al Pacino, I'm talking washed up mob guy Pacino...like one of the characters you'd expect him to play in a New York style mob film. We were walking down a path in a park arm in arm. He was old, sketchy and jobless, I was young and part polar bear.

We turned a corner and he disappeared. I became all polar bear and in a bad predicament. There was a hill with a gate holding back back other polar bears that were ready to be let loose to mate and fight with one another, and I was about to be caught in the fray.

Fortunately I had managed to climb up a small hill behind a tree that had reindeer skulls with antlers attached which created a nice little hiding spot. Further in my favour was that I had a newspaper behind which I could hide. While all of the juvenile polar bears were fighting and f*cking I had the comic section to read and reindeer antlers to look at.

I really didn't want to wake up from this dream! I really felt the feeling of love and I got to be a polar bear!! The colours were all cool blues and the reindeers were camel colours and tundra dirty browns.





....But he looked more like this:


And I was like this:


Sometimes being me is awesome!