dispatch from england..nerdy potter edition.

dad sent more pictures from england.

this time they got on the hogwarts express..

 

 

first stop hogsmeade...

look at all the witches and wizards...

 

 

better pick me up some fucking sneakoscopes..

 

 

who wants a butterbeer?

 

CONTINUING TO RULE YOUR FACE NERDSTYLE!!!!!

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actually this is york.

specifically "the shambles".

a tiny little strip of shops dating as far back as the 14th century.

dispatch from england. and guilt trips from the hood.

 i have been getting pictures sent to me from my dad via email since their arrival in england on tuesday morning.

it hurts.

these came today:

 

 

mother FFFFFFFF!!!!!!

 

 

shit yes that sky is for real.

that is an abbey older than balls.

 

that's my mom standing in weetons. a specialty food store that has shit that you want to eat in it.

like meat pies and fresh yorkshire cow ice cream that will melt your face off.

 

 

fuck you park.

 

meanwhile...

blood taken.

staph infection suspected.

testing for autoimmune diseases too.

FUN!!!!!

 

here's where i'll be:

 

doing this:

(which as we all know is pretty fucking awesome!)

and

snuggling this:

clean hims face.

 

don't choke on your meat pie.

 

 

big ass house for sale

 if you read this blog regularly and have forever-y you know that i would usually rather be in england at all times..

well, mom and dad MFAMB are off to england on monday and my dad and i have been having an email face off for a few days..

he sends me these emails filled with pics of our favorite places in north yorkshire that we have been to sort of rub it in my face that mike and i aren't going.

like this:

(that's a picture of where they always stay when they go)


and i email him back with snaps of the weather forecast like this:

 

well this morning mike and i told him that we won the lottery and bought this place..

which is totally not true. (duh)

but that they could stay in their piddly prewar apartment while we luxuriated in this monster:

it's called howsham hall and it's in north yorkshire near the town of york.

i know it's austere and cold looking on the outside but it was built in 1610.

 i'm pretty sure the more austere and foreboding your house was the less likely people were to fuck with you.

it is not the least bit austere or cold on the inside though..

love the shade..and the modern touches in such and old house..

don't love..

love everything but the elephant head.

 

someone loves those shades as much as me..

this place has 7 bedrooms and sits on 83 acres...

it's completely dumb.

you can find more info on it and other awesome houses for sale here.

 

have fun dad and mom..

i want you to have a great time.

really.