This weekend I went with my mom and two of her best friends to Charleston to see my granny.



My grandmother has just put a huge amount of ducketts into her teeth. She has Tom Cruise's dentist apparently. I told her that her head was now the most expensive thing we owned and when she died I intend to bronze it. She said, "oh great, and then use it as a doorstop". Man that would be wild.



Tragically my favourite store (some shitty vintage store) has OBVIOUSLY made way for an Apple Store.

At one point I came upon a dude who'd caught a stingray, and he was going to cook it up later. I stood there gawking while he hacked it's stinger off. (He says only the wings are edible. )



We had semi-unshitty weather and got home just ahead of the snowstorm.