Flour, Chinchillas, and Ruckus Ruckus Ruckus

Departed for the land of LaNkS this morning to the tune of 8am and was greeted by my trusty partner in trickery (K "Pashmina" Money) at airport curbside!

We hit the ground running with first things first--BREAD MAKING. Wheat-Toasted Sun-Dried Tomato never tasted so good. whoop whoop, delishh. Also, tried some local San Fran brews, ~Cable Car~, which were hiphoppitaay.

After our nomtastic bread bounty, we traveled through the Enchanted Broccoli Forest (name of Karrahs co-op residence) and down a Hendrix mural stair stoop. Along the way we met a Chinchilla by the name of Hannibal Lecter and fell in love with him. Literally felt like an air poofed cheeto. GET IN MUH SUITCASE.

 NExT there was a campus rompus to be had! We traveled, and by traveled I mean mosied, on over to Rogley Field to watch some 100percent-made-of-paper machine Dodgeball (MeCh Engineering at its finest!) Cougz went with a scoopHANDS lightning chariot tactic. Didn't quite get the gold but it was still a gallant battle chock full of crashes, malfunctions, and HEADSHOT KOs.

We finished the day with a DISH hike and asked everyone and anyone to snap a pic of our love (bikers, magicians, hobgobs, Erryone). Dusty California Sunsets--tha best. Missing ATL pride :( but it's suiting up to be one for the books...and PART TWO: EL NOCHE is about to come. Then Treasure Island Music Fest tomorrow. Grimes Baby get at me.