one, two, three, forward

Now is the perfect time for blogging because I just got home from work and I'm drunk. Yep, beer thirty rips.

The Ultimate Kurt made a surprise visit. We talked about being old. Dude has a broken arm. Fuck it, charge it. Kurt is officially my third convert to fixed-gear riding. I showed him my office and Video Days, so rad.

I checked with most of my family and they had trouble finding pictures of me where I didn't look like a total jackass. I guess that means that I really am a total jackass. Remarkable.

Well, I'm going to take a nap. There's a barbecue at Dylan's in an hour or so. You're not going to be there.

money shot

I need 3 pictures of myself for the Eclipse web site and I'm having a hard time finding pictures of me looking like a somewhat responsible person. Let me know anyone has a picture of me where I'm not drunk as hell, flipping off the camera, shirtless, high as hell, acting like a moron, et cetera. It would be nice if the picture is recent.

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One tweekend = 50 new inside jokes.

My dad's birthday was on Saturday and I totally forgot about it. If you see Mark tell him happy birthday. He's 48. I'm not even that old. He got a sheep tag so he's not too bummed. He used to dance around and sing whenever he got an elk tag. Sheep tags are once in a lifetime ish.

I got home from work today and both McGranes had called and left identical messages. It was uncanny; they're separated by 1000 miles. Ian told me that he got accepted to the pharmacy program in Missoula (rad L.Y.M.O.) and Kurt jabbered about some shit.

kenny winker

I figured out how to have a great time skateboarding. First you need to have at least 50 grams of protein per day. After that all that's required is that you skate to the spot/park and then don't stop skating ever. Trick if you can, otherwise just push laps.

I got desperadoed by this song at work today.



I'm trying to put Seinfeld references in every post. Fletcher knows.

on things and shit

Here's the deal. I've decided to make paragraphs on this site again because Missoula has been lacking proper representation. I don't have a camera.

Spring cleaning at Eclipse Engineering has resulted in me having a pool table for my apartment. That's right, I have a billiard room. We'll call it The Place To Be. Hopefully I'll be able to move it in today. Cats-on-the-door will be totally jealous.