Ryan was surprised by the bird attacking his zipper. But he didn't necessarily discourage it either.
Guy (internal): If I catch a fish, I'll have food. And if I leave my wife laying here, I'll have silence. Now, to reel this baby in real quiet like...
Starfish tanning salon. 100% fatality rate.
Delicious.
Beware see-saw cheese graters.
Roadside pornography.
Lone flower.
"No, come to this papa."
That's right, more weeds.
Ryan, champion of his own bladder.
"Come to papa!"
"Like the sands of time, so goes the days of our lives. But...well, these are more like pebbles of sand. Does that make all the days of our lives uneven and rocky?"
Ryan combines fashion photography with his love for throwing a baseball. With mixed results.
The horrible view from PCH.
