It's a Christmas Miracle!

All I've ever wanted was some goddamn Legos. Hurray!

Oh yeah, I got some other awesome loot too.

A Little Too Close To Home

I picked up a copy of the Stranger today and what do I find but an article about my life. Fuck, at least I haven't eaten a can of concentrated orange juice in ~17 years. Makes you think none the less.

Oh yeah, and Merry Christmas.

Well, It's Official

Michele has been offered and subsequently accepted the position of palliative medicine fellow at UW. This means we'll be staying in Seattle for one more year. One more year of mild climate, good food and friends.

Earl House Thanksgiving

Filled with awesomeness.

Everything was neatly labeled and the alcohol was flowing freely, everything was just as it should be.

Best Thanksgiving meal ever. No doubt.

Bookmark this, write it down, commit it to memory, whatever the fuck you have to do, do it. These meatballs are insanely good and shouldn't be confined to just the interwebs.

Thanksgiving, Woo Hoo!

Somehow Michele and I managed score a repeat invite to the best Thanksgiving dinner known to man. Dinner starts in 8 hours which means I better start making room now.


Happy Thanksgiving everybody!

Aye, Fuck.

I'm letting this whole blog business just fall apart, or so it seems. In a desperate attempt to keep this whole exercise going here's a small handful of photos from the last month or so, and explanations to go along with them.

Me. At the 6.05 mark of a half marathon I did back in October.

My parents seeking out the winds of Lake Pleasant during my recent visit to the 'nix.

Nothing special, I just kinda like it.

Fred's new longboard. Nearly finished.

And last but not least, my lady.

Ultraskate!

More like Ultrawuss. I only did 14 miles, but in my defense, the weather was biblical.
Photo blatantly stolen from JP.