Monday, February 28, 2011

sin context

I need a wife.

Is that mold?

Maybe it would be worth the money.

That’s a man.

Because I'm an adult.

This city. Beautiful.

Repeat after me, “No.”

Do they pump hope into the air or is it just pollution?

No, really. That’s a man.

The shading on that shark is too heavy.

I think he might have a stroke soon—please help.

It doesn’t work like that, cupcake.

It’s all for you.

It’s all for me.

Fine, request a date. But that’s a man.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Santa Barbara

It's old news at this point, but here are some photos from a whale watching expedition off the coast of Santa Barbara (I'm well aware that none of these photos actually have any whales in them):





Marine biologist Allison was about to lose it at this point. A pod of thousands of dolphins?! Seriously?! Yes, please.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

For anyone who cares...

My Schedule
(Written to the tune of Whiffle Squeak)
by Allison Avery

On Mondays I work from 10 to 6,
10 to 6,
10 to 6.
On Mondays I work from 10 to 6,
And then go to class until 10.

On Tuesdays I learn from 1 to 10,
1 to 10,
1 to 10.
On Tuesdays I learn from 1 to 10,
And then go home and do work.

On Wednesdays I work from 10 to 6,
10 to 6,
10 to 6.
On Wednesdays I work from 10 to 6,
And then go out for a drink.

On Thursdays I learn from 4 to 10...thirty,
4 to 10...thirty,
4 to 10...thirty.
On Thursdays I learn from 4 to 10...thirty,
And then go home and collapse.


And now for the more practical version:
M: work 10-6, class 7-10
T: class 1-10
W: work 10-6
Th: class 4-10:30