Where Am I Going, And Why Am I In This Handbasket?

Friday, April 14, 2006

Funko towns and kiddie parties and Hike-o-lisciousness


Just wanted to thank the shit outta all my pals - thanks to you I've SURPASSED my fundraising goal for the Hike For Discovery. Now I can relax and not worry about having to cut a check (which would inevitably bounce) to make up for the difference. I can look forward to my weekend at the Grand Canyon and enjoy myself and all the cool people I've met. This has become a more meaningful experience than I expected it to be, and I'm grateful for that. And everyone that donated has added to that for me. I am truly grateful.

I am totally looking forward to trapsing down the canyon - and to my impending death as I trip and roll and stumble and tumble down, ricocheting along the canyon walls. I have decided that, upon my survival of the Canyon Hike, I will mark this milestone with the End Of My Booze Fast - at least for that night. I'm gonna get loaded. Fer sher. WOOHOO.

SO THANKS!


Top of Camelback earrrrrly in the morn


7 am hike every Saturday morning since February. I'm kickin' some toosh. Rather, getting my heiney kicked. A lot. WOOHOO!

Went to the funnest "kiddie" birthday party ever. Nevermind that darling Theo won't remember it, we will. It was a great time.


Theo gets chased by Dragons and Little Girls


...and other monsters


Early lessons in life.


The cutest goddaughter in the universe. Yeah, I'm partial. But I'm right.


So I took a loooong daytrip to Bisbee this week. I love that frickin' town. Adorable hill community and a buncha kooks, too.


This bastard was reading as he drove. READING!



Some local priest's house. I mean, CAR.



Some freak lives here. Used to be a Greyhound station.


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