i was not supposed to take pictures.
but i did.
they had a ton of his sketches, models, notes, letters, and movie props.
do you know the family dog?
i'd seen this as a child and it scared the shit out of me.
i'm not even going to put the video on here. you can find it yourself.
i haven't thought about it in a long time, but as soon as i saw TB's sketches i knew i could thank him for my traumatic childhood experience with this short.
creepy.
but he's cool.
we also ate at {father's office}.
DELICIOUS.
i'm a ketchup girl. sue me.
but this place does not serve ketchup. and i usually don't eat cheese. just a personal preference. their burger has cheese on it. and they do not do any alterations the their menu items.
i was kind of pissed.
but it was amazing.
look at me writing a whole bunch! you probably didn't care about half of it. but i don't care. now we're even.
