I’m sorry for yet another post, I realize my Tumblr is getting out of hand. You’re mom’s probably like “Why’s Tanner all up on your dashboards 24/7??? Doesn’t he have to make coffee for Baby Cannonball? I hear that girl drinks coffee. What’s his deal?”. Anyway, you’re mom’s right, I gotta go buy some Folgers.
That being said, my friend Carl helped me design a sweet helmet rig that allows me to attach my Canon 5D Mark II to the front of a motorcycle helmet, so I can get some really swell POV shots. Special thanks to Bunko and Baby Cannonball for keepin’ the dream alive.
Poor Bunko, she never learned how to catch.
BABY CANNONBALL BEYOND THUNDER DOME
When Mad Max was arrested for rollerblading naked in the Tina Turner’s Thunder Dome, a pissed off Baby Cannonball swung into action (literally). First, she squeezed her cannonball shaped body into her hyperbolic neoprene jump suit. Next, she shoved her cannonball shaped head into her hermetically sealed bunny helmet. After this, she took a nap.
When she woke up she downed a cup of black coffee and headed out to her green space pod to travel back in time to punch Mad Max in the face for wearing rollerblades.
This is Baby Cannonball. Baby Cannonball drinks coffee.
LIL’ MISS SCHEMER IS ALWAYS SCHEMING
Baby Bunko is plotting to…
a. Completely obliterate her tenth diaper of the day.
b. Throw a co-ed naked pacifier party in her playpen.
c. Hitchhike to Portland to live with the most best dad on tumblr, John Carleton.
d. Convince Vicki to feed her a cheeseburger.
e. Play Nicolas Cage’s nemesis in every move he makes from here on out.
f. All of the above.
SUPER MARIO BABY
I can say with 90% certainty that the plunger you see here was probably never in a toilet or on a bathroom floor.
I can say with 10% certainty that the plunger you see here was probably in a toilet and on a bathroom floor.
So Bunko the Brave, aka Vicki, finally gave birth to Baby Bunko, aka Emi (pronounced Emmy, it’s Vicki’s grandma’s name).
Weighing in at 6 pounds 5 ounces, Baby Bunko enjoys burping, sneezing, and hiccuping. I’m not quite sure if she enjoys being forced into silly poses for my pictures, but she hasn’t said “no” yet, so I guess that must mean she likes it.
I’m thinking about starting up My Mom Reviews My Photos again, this time with daily instagram pictures of Emi. I’m not sure if Pam and Toby would be on board or not, stay tuned.
TRIBEARATOPS FROM HELL CONQUERS VALENTINE’S DAY
Q. How many girls were lucky enough to get mini cupcakes tonight?
Q. How many girls were lucky enough to get a hand crafted Tribearatops tonight?
A. Not many. Perhaps only Vicki. I can’t say for sure.
Q. Was this the best Valentine’s Day of Vicki’s life?
A. Well, it was until I told her that she had to share the mini cupcakes.
Q. But she was totally into Tribearatops?
A. No, she hated Tribearatops. She called him a “disturbing dinosaur from hell” and added that “if hell had a hell, he’d be from that hell”. She did however enjoy the gummy bears.
SALESBABE AND A CHEVY NOVA
Vicki was none too thrilled when I made her wear my hat and jacket in this picture. Regardless, she hides her anger well and would obviously make a terrific used car salesman.
I mean salesbabe.
HOW TO BE ROMANTIC WITHOUT BEING CHEESY
Some generic Apple Jacks and just a hint of syrup are all it takes for Nick to win back the lovely and sugar crazed Jill.