Sunday, August 31, 2008
This made me smile
While in New Jersey, my parents and I went over to our close friends' house. M's 92 year old father was there. In addition to suggesting that I either be a teacher or get into animal husbandry for a job, he commented on his photogenic great grandson by saying, "Even when he was a little baby! I'll never forget at his briss-- he turned to the camera and smiled like this!"
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Glimpse of Summer
First we climbed the East Buttress of Mount Whitney
After a little while, we climbed this dome in Tuolome Meadows. If you look carefully, you can see a person on the route. It's the crack about a third of the way from the left... a tiny little person in the crack that goes up and then right.
I love them.
No photos of brother and sister-in-law or parents on this post but you can count on them being great...
No photos of New Jersey, but you can count on it being great....
Deeper thoughts later.
Friday, August 22, 2008
almost back
After almost a month of no email and limited cell phone, I am back in the techno world. Life is changing.
Saturday, August 02, 2008
Ready to go?
Photos from 14 Days....
These students asked me to post their photos on Facebook, so I think it would be okay with them if I posted them here. These were some special students.
We sang a lot on the course. Favorites included, "Ain't no mountain high enough," "And I would walk 500 miles and I would walk 500 more..." "Benny and the Jets..." and some more contemporary dirty songs. The boys sang under the tarp every night-- some songs that are on the radio, but also (EVERY NIGHT) The Star Spangled Banner.

We sang a lot on the course. Favorites included, "Ain't no mountain high enough," "And I would walk 500 miles and I would walk 500 more..." "Benny and the Jets..." and some more contemporary dirty songs. The boys sang under the tarp every night-- some songs that are on the radio, but also (EVERY NIGHT) The Star Spangled Banner.
Friday, August 01, 2008
Observation From a Party
Her smiling costume
His sweet manipulation
Why is he an ass?
This is a random haiku about a friend (maybe?) of mine and a cool young lady.
Stay tuned for more thoughts.
His sweet manipulation
Why is he an ass?
This is a random haiku about a friend (maybe?) of mine and a cool young lady.
Stay tuned for more thoughts.
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