Ingmar Bergman Gebhardt I

It has been one week since we got our little puppy, Ingmar; today he is seven weeks old. It's a beautiful day in Seattle, so Ulrika and I took him out to the backyard for the first time, to romp and rollick in the green grass and sun. Congratulations, Ingmar, and thanks for pooping outside.

thanks, dad!

finally there exists a photo of me in the acne jeans sweater my dad got me for christmas. he hasn't seen it yet, since i picked it out. here it is dad!














(it's the burgundy one)