An archival post.

Since this blog is a spawn of my colorful history with image searching, it only seems right to do an archival post every once in a while.

Here are a couple favorites of mine. The first I like to describe as pure beauty, the second simply epic.

Most of you (and by most I mean Claire Wyckoff, the only person who actually "checks" my blog) probably don't know that Patrick Swayze is my third roommate. Typically he sits against our small couch (after all, its only his torso that rooms with us) and passes things such as remotes, mac and cheese, and cell phones with sketchy text messages between me and Abbey.
Sometimes he just leaves us inspiring notes on life.