Showing posts with label The Adventures of BB. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Adventures of BB. Show all posts

Friday, July 20, 2012

BB Scores New Digs




BB whispers a wish to the Sun, "Sun, I wish for a home."


BAM!  The Sun delivers.  Here is your key to Apt. #1914.  
"Kick ass", says BB.


BB high-paws her roomie.  


Housewarming party.  BB cranks up the tunes.


BB takes Too Short's advice and Get's in Where She Fits In.


"Dude, I can honestly camo myself almost anywhere here."


"What kind of sick shit is this?!" screams BB.


BB makes a friend.  "Not much Kitchen Chicken, what's kickin' with you?"


Okay, SERIOUSLY...what is up with the animal carcass trophies!


BB hits the roost with a classic.  Night, night BB.


BB's dreams are filled with home.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

BB Goes to Work

"Good morning deer", says BB.

It's BB's BIRTHDAY!!!!

BB's gotta look good...

Even though it's BB's birthday, she still has to go to work. She gets her commute on.

Coffee always tastes better out of a Foundation Dynamics mug.

BB helps Carey input some data.

Man, thinks BB, the foundation repair biz keeps the shovel biz in biz...


BB agrees.


BB plays boss..."do work, blah, blah, blah....".

This is where the real work happens...

"What up studio cowboy dude?"

BB's work day makes her smile.


Saturday, October 15, 2011

BB Does Up the Day of the Lord, NZ-style...

Hot damn thinks BB, it's a beaut of a day...let's do this Sunday up right!

BB stops to smell the yellow flowers. Delicious.

BB kicks it in the hood with Seb.

"Don't worry little chick...I've got your back." BB does some crime fightin'.

Hells yes.

Time to tend to bidness, BB is Ameria bound in 9 days. 7 hour layover in Sydney, say what!

BB says, pack it up pack it in! She also wonders how she has accumulated so much shit...hmmm...

Let's not forget this is Sunday...time for BB to hang with Barbie Computer and Gregory Issacs.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

At Home with BB

BB leaves a sternly written letter for the shithole kitchen milk thief.
Sometimes BB finds it challenging to be the only woman bird in a nest
full of twenty-something year old boy birds.

BB finds it to be a rainy Sunday.

She will be spending her day in Room #7.

BB misses home.

BB is here. Far, far away from her friends.
She misses Mexican food, owning a vehicle, and central heat.

But where is your home BB? Texas? Arizona? New Zealand?

BB contemplates and realizes that her home is within her heart.
(She also realizes how desperately her shower needs cleaning.)

BB kills a tall boy of Bavaria in celebration!

The End.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

A Saturday With BB

BB is overwhelmed by her shithole kitchen.

BB reads a letter from the rental company about her shithole kitchen.
BB hates communal living.

BB hits the Mt. Vic tunnel.

BB begs to differ.

BB wants more coffee.

BB goes high class.

"Hello...yes, this is BB speaking".

BB gets painted.

BB learns earthquake safety.

BB pays respects to Bumble.