I mean, how fun is Instagram?! I know I'm a little late on the bandwagon, but don't hate. I'm here now. If you want to follow me I am user "fitzbomb." Duh. I will most likely follow you back...unless your whole feed is screen shots of Draw With Me, or too many baby photos. That will not do. No offense to Draw With Me ;)
Now I'm going to get you caught up.
Enjoy while I write another post.
Sitting in an almost empty bar off of the Montrose L stop, sunny day, cheap beer, great book
Shoes in the sky
Don photographing fake park
Bahn Mis in Prospect Park
And then I walked to Pratt and finally delivered this painting to Sheila
Early happy hour at the Pine Box Rock Shop
I was babysitting Charlie the cat.
Getting good at the subway, if that is a thing to get good at
Psyche, just crystal.
I wasted all of this paint 'cause I didn't really paint at all in NY.
This is not Photoshopped
"I believe in the Golden Rule...the man with the gold, rules." -Mr T
If I wrote "keep on truckin'" here, that would be so lame.
When I got back to Baltimore, this was the first thing I did.
This was from that one time last week when I decided to go on the all pizza diet. ***Disclaimer*** This means I only ate 2-3 slices a day and nothing else. I highly recommend.
***Disclaimer*** This blog post contains the most cat/pet pics that I have or will ever post. I'm not sorry.
Cris won't like this photo being on my blog, but he never reads it, so ah ha.
Because the rest of my face was looking gross, I just photographed my eyeball.
I went to this party where we all ate pork and people tried on this hat.
Cat brothers, these guys look pissed!
Diet Dr Bob = Diet Doctor Pepper
Sometimes I gotta bring this one back.
I don't think I have ever cursed on fitzbomb. I try to keep it PG-ish. You know, clients and all... BUT I carried this bag around for a day before I realized that it didn't say "Thank You."