Bo Boswell

I don’t know what the hell this is. I couldn’t think of a good pic to take today, so I just took some randos of myself and threw them all together.

Today we invited our friends over to celebrate this fabulous holiday with us. It was a great evening and I hope everyone had a great time This picture was taken while Traci was using Whitney as a puppet during an

Today’s picture is just me playing around with the new Black and White adjustment tool in Photoshop CS3. Nothing special, but I took several pics of the new graffiti on the tunnel and I didn’t want this Piccal to turn

I saw this car ahead of me going down 16th yesterday. I tried to catch up to it, but he was hauling some serious ass. He kinda caught me off-guard by stopping to parallel park on Demonbruen, so I snapped

This is a picture of my beloved Wacom Intuos3 6×8 graphics tablet. I’ve used this thing to work on my comic strips, as well as a lot of the pictures you see on this site. Using this thing takes a

Don’t adjust your monitor or throw away your old contacts. I inverted the colors of this image to create a negative and thought it looked much more interesting like this. This is the no-parking sign across the road. I wanted

I’ve spent a good bit of time in-between these storage shed walls. This is where we typically practice on Monday nights. This is where me, Derek, Jeremy, and Cheyenne used to rock out when Cashmere Love Crash was thriving. It’s

Today, we got some grass seed from Lowe’s to help bring some grass to life in the dirt patches in our backyard. After I watched Traci ho the top few inches of soil, I sent her inside to the kitchen,

I’m well aware that it’s taken me over a month to get these pictures posted. I wanted to take some pictures during the race, so I bought a dinky little disposable camera which ended up taking consistently shitty pictures. I’ve

Tonight, Traci and I met up with Melissa, Whitney, Brad, Kavita, and some of their other friends and family at Buca di Beppo (roughly translated as “Joe’s Basement“) and got our carb-loadin’ on. Me, Traci, and Melissa split the spaghetti,