Cole, last night in Hartsville spent at his house. So we just woke up and acted goofy for a little while before we left. I took some pictures. This is Cole, diggum?
This is me being a tired guy. My eye was swollen and watering at the time, the fact that it's closed is why you can't see the laser that it is.
Little Miss Princess Pearl, Cole's dawg. She's also my dog, she's p. awesome. We love Princess Pearl. This dog is in the most awesome picture ever, eventually it will see internet.
The first rule of leaving Hartsville is that you take a picture of Tyler Durden. The second rule of leaving Hartsville is that you TAKE A PICTURE of Tyler Durden. This is Tyler Durden, also known as one of my fat lazy cats. If you have a small dog, from Chihuahua to, let's say, golden retriever, Tyler is bigger than your dog.
Taking pictures of animals is kind of a trend here. I don't really know when I'll be home again, except almost positively for the summer, so I can't forget my cats. This is Alfred. He's kinda named after me. This is the laziest cat ever. He sleeps and eats and begs for attention all day. The fact that he is often obliged means that he is probably the most spoiled cat ever. It was really hard to get this picture because he was begging to be petted the whole time and wouldn't sit still and look at the camera.
This is the last animal I took a picture of. Cousin It, if you will. This is one of the last things I saw before I left.
Other than that, I chilled at the house and such for a while, until Tony showed up and we left for Columbia. I was gonna take pictures of that, but then it would just be me and him in a car on a cloudy, overcast day. Now, if I had gotten sound or video, it would have been entertaining.
This has been my attempt at somewhat of a photojournal.
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