blast...

or super blast?
I saw this at a rest stop as we were driving down to arkansas for a wedding. I can't think of a better way to pass the time on a road trip.

cinco de megan

little megan stopperan turned 5 recently. you can tell by the candle, or the rings if you cut her in half.

the best used cats EVER

well, we got two used cats. no names yet, both girls. why two? we got a discount. plus we're suckers for used cats.


this one we call basement kitty, but she's been coming upstairs more today.


there was a poo on the carpet this morning. my money's on joren.


this is couch kitty, although basement kitty sits on the couch a lot, too.


see? used cats are good. and not just for stew.

cyclocross my heart

cyclocross bikes are kind of a cross between mountain bikes and road bikes. so in other words, a little bit country, a little bit rock and roll. the races are held in a velodrome, which is not at all like a palendrome.


there's even a category for unicycles. unicycles are a cross between bicycles and one wheel.


the course consists of lots of turns, twists, carring your bike up hills, over barriers. and there's lots of cow bell ringing, which i always love. even if there's no cows.

our neighbor's stupid kittens

they sort of make you want to throw up, don't they? the grey one has extra toes, just like my brother.

it it still considered Fall if it's only 22 degrees?

we went backpacking a few weekends ago in the wallowas (eastern oregon). it was a gorgeous drive out and our first morning on the trail was a balmy 22 degrees.




camera timer wizardry


we stayed in our sleeping bags once we set up camp. joren even made dinner. chicken cordon bleu.


we did have a very nice tent view, however


this is me leaving the wilderness. leaving only footprints. taking only memories, and a beaver i trapped.

it's here! it's here! it's finally here!

wow. it's like 37 is the new 55. retirement is awe-some.

they're more conservative here than you might think

"he should at least put on some underwear." ha.

giant pumpkin races

and that, my friends, is why portland rocks

wednesday, october something, 2007

i think i have lockjaw and i'm not kidding.