Hey! Look Over There

And while you're doing that, I'll make my escape. See you on the other side, suckers!

Too Chi For The Camera

Sometimes I feel I've got to run away. I've got to get away from the pain.

Rhiannion's Last SF Dog

Coming back from Le Video in the Sunset, Jon and I saw this adorable dog. After a long hiatus, I thought it was fitting to bring back Hey! Look at that Dog! on my very last day in SF. San Francisco has been my home for two years. I've met some of the finest, most amazing people in my time here. I can't tell you how much you all mean to me. Thank you for everything you are.

Thank you to Ericka for being the best dog blog business partner there is. You won't even know I'm gone. Just pretend I'm acting like an asshole.

Thank you to Zoe for not making me feel like an idiot when I have a stupid idea and for always helping me move my shit. I've got a lot of it.

Thank you to Christian for giving me hugs when you need them. I hope every time you look at my awesome backpack you think about how awesome I am.

To Alma Counselman: Thanks for telling me Aloha also means goodbye.

Thanks to Golzar for moving to San Francisco just as I'm moving out. I'll see you in Hell...from Heaven.

To Sara: Thank you for giving me a place to get away from Jordan. You don't know how much the last few months have meant to me. Someday I'll repay you.

To Andrea: Thanks for lunch and all the advice. Let me know when you're moving out here so I can move to New York.

To all of Buca: I want you to know I'm going to miss Mike Shoemaker most of all.

To Corless Smith: Thank you for changing my life. I haven't read the letter you gave me. I'm waiting until my plane lands.

Thank you to Alex "The Hert Locker" Herter for brining the party and tacking my name on to it.

Thanks to Daniel Ancheta for hating the same assholes I hate. Fuck that bitch.

Thanks to Professor Hunyul Lee: I'm going to Chicago to find the story. I'll let you know when I find it.

To the entire BECA department: I don't know what I would be without this wonderful department. I sure as hell wouldn't have my wonderful business partner and this awesome blog. Also, I doubt I would've won BEA'S BEST ORIGINAL SITCOM PILOT 2010.

To Jon Becker: Thank you for so many things, but most recently giving me a ride to the airport. I'll see you when you get to Chicago. Don't steal my banjo.

Lastly, I would like to dedicate this blog to my family. Logan, thank you for defending me when I know you don't want to and you really don't have to. Grandma, thank you for being hilarious, making me socks, and being an expert shit-talker.

To my mom especially: Thank you for hating my stupid dog blog. I couldn't have done ANY of this without you. I want you to know how much I love and respect you. I'll do my best to get famous enough so you can meet Robin Williams. I promise. And if he dies before I get that famous, pick another celebrity. Really, anyone at all. Just, please, go nuts.

I want all of you to know how much I love you. I would be a husk of a shell of a person without you. And when I'm rich and famous I want you all to know how quickly I plan to forget you. See you at the bottom losers. I'll be at the top enjoying the beautiful view of success!