It does not matter.
All you need to know is that you do not want to be like the kid who throws the spoon thing at the beginning or like the lady in camo pants at the end. No, crank up those speakers and dance in your slippers or bop along in your high chair. (Via Reddit front page)
My sister splits her time between Bozeman and Helena and yesterday she got to be a part of an art project.
She says, “I was on my way to pick up Bannack from daycare and I decided to let the dogs out at the park before getting him because it was zero degrees. I spent a few more minutes there than I had planned because I met Tyler and he told me about his project…”
It looks like the project just started but it’s pretty sweet and straightforward. Check out the rest of his photos on the blog: A Friend I Haven’t Met Yet
Archie Broadbent, a man of many talents, joined our table for this year’s Booze University event and took some charming photos. This year we had a Scotch/Irish face-off modeled extremely loosely on a rugby game. Loosely because the rugby theme was pretty much limited to some of us occasionally shouting “scrum” to signal an empty glass.
On the night of the match the Irish won by several votes but the leftover Scotch was thoroughly enjoyed the next night at my Dad’s 50th birthday.
Montgomery, Ala., 1958: The Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. is sprawled across the booking desk at a police station as his stunned wife, Coretta, looks on. He was arrested for loitering at the Montgomery Courthouse and released when his identity became known to the police. (Charles Moore / Black Star)
The past few days have been quite an adventure. Sara, Chris and Bannack have to leave this morning, and this little video is representative of their past few days here in the Yucatan.
We rented the nation’s smallest available rental car and took a couple of road trips in the past few days. Our first trip took us tothe Tulum ruins. It was fairly tourist oriented, but hell, we’re tourists! It was beautiful and hot and my only wish was that I knew more about Mayan culture and architecture. Also I wanted to be sipping on some thick Mayan chocolate.
One of the highlights of our trip will surely prove to be our stop at the beautiful fresh water Mojarras cenote. It was a quiet spot, about three bumpy kilometers off the highway, and was gorgeous. Our whole crew zip-lined in to some of the most refreshing water I’ve ever had the pleasure of submerging myself in. And even though Bannack almost had a panic attack watching his Mom and Dad swing and dive into the middle of a jungle pit he lightened up in the end and enjoyed himself.
It’s going to be a bummer to see sis, Chris and my sobrino leave tomorrow morning. We’ll miss ’em. But it’s been a blast!