At the strike of a road-hypnotized hour eight, this journey was ALL about the destination.
If you’ve been reading the Twitter feeds there in the upper right, you know what I’m talking about: a butt-clobbering 16 hours from point A (Logan– or, as they say in Danglish: “Too Damn Cold“) to point B (San Diego– or, …
It’s been $100+ in itunes since I’ve thrown one of these up, so here you go. I can’t promise you’ll like it. In fact, you’ll probably hate it. At least I tried to expand your horizons via a musical batch of eclecticism with a penchant for indie 80′s revival… and BONUS! It doesn’t auto-play.
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Little Dude is stoked for Christmas. Lady-Friend and I are inexplicably uncommitted. I’m not sure where our enthusiasm met with the brick wall of indifference, but here we are.
Luckily, Little Dude is keeping the dream alive with his lists, impromptu Christmas caroling and pride-inspiring pre-school craft projects. We’re betting Santa will return the favor.
Not that I’m bragging. It’s not my fault.
Having two ladies interested in taking pics can be self-servingly beneficial. It’s called photo-swapping: “I’ll practice taking pics of your family if you’ll practice with mine”. Done and done.
As it happens, I think this one turned out pretty decently with “blow out” snow and no post-processing… and if your turn your head a little (big …
Lady-Friend’s taken up learning photography. I’m glad.
Little Dude’s got a new obsession. One guess as to what it is (the hint isn’t in the shirt):
While we were in Colorado over the Thanksgiving holiday, we took a hike with my Uncle Doug and Aunt Layne. They live on the frontier– IE, a place where people still chase bears out of their yard. …
Another installment of the ongoing adventures in the lexicon wonderland of Little Dude Vinton.
Little Dude can be a real homebody depending on the day. Some days, “Ok, Pal– get your shoes and coat on” will inspire a rush out to the car. Other days it inspires a collapse and whining protest. A week or …
