John Mayer's House
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Office of Print My Goods, Paper Root, and Flesh Profits Nothing.
This was shot at John Mayer’s. Greg printing. Dustin shooting.
Today
I caught Greg singing Michael Jackson while printing. I also wish he would remember to blog.
Martial Arts
Yesterday I was walking up to the back door with camera and notebook in hand and noticed some school kids literally leaning against the house. Apparently John Mayer’s House also doubles as a bus stop. I am I fumbling to get the door unlocked when one of the high school dudes say, “You guys printing yet?” Surprised that he even knew about that I said, “Ummm, yeah.”
“Cool, well I do martial arts,” he says stepping closer to me.
“Oh wow, that’s awesome,” was my response.
“Can anyone order shirts here?”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“Ok, cause we might need some shirts done.”
“Great,” I said making my way in the house. “Have a great day at school.”
“Thanks.”
Very random way to start the day. I thought maybe that kids had talked to Greg, but he hadn’t. We tell them that their bus stop is at John Mayer’s House.
Baby Time
Greg as he walks into my office, “I think its baby time.”
Me, “Wow. You headed home?”
Greg, “Yup.”
We both agreed this was horrible and amazing at the same time. For the record, if Greg did this to me I would kick him in the privates. He said he’d do the same to me.
