A quick group photo session with some friends before a night out on the town resulted in a photo that just begged to be turned into this.
Camryn was the first to note that the original photo looked like a TV sitcom title card, and that I looked like the “goofy guy”. I threw together the graphics, and then he created a facebook group.
And, lord willing, that’s where it will end.
(One open question is what my “catch phrase” would be…)
When several out-of-the-ordinary things happen in one week, I guess I have trouble keeping up. Perhaps the most out-of-the-ordinary thing that happened last week I totally forgot to mention: between our French Laundry dinner and the Google guy’s place we went to a Guiness World Record event where one of Sophie’s photography clients attempted to perform the most squats in one hour.
Soon after surviving the Rhode Island traffic disaster, I wrapped up things with my family and headed back to San Francisco. The idea is to settle down a bit and restart some semblance of a normal life. However we skipped normality for the first couple days…
First off, you have to understand that my sister and I grew up in Massachusetts, and have driven plenty of times in the snow. It’s no big deal. Sure, your car swerves around a bit, but anyone who’s driven in New England for a few years knows how to manage it. You keep moving, no sudden changes in speed or direction.
It was 25 degrees the other day as my Dad and I drove from New Salem to Shirley Massachusetts to visit the old Field farm house. It was much as I remembered it, crooked and full of character. Nobody lives there at the moment, but my Dad and I took a walk down the snowy hill to say “hi” to the place.
I just got a neat picture of Zenzo dressed in traditional Zulu garb. This is from last May, at the party for his sister that I missed. Donna sent me the pictures just now, after we caught up with each other over some excellent Thai food with Alan and my Dad.
I’ve been staying at my sister’s for the past couple days. Having lunch or dinner with various family members.
My sister’s pregnancy is coming along. It’s going to be a girl (if the doctors are right), and they’re having a hard time picking a name. “Willow” is in the running, and as a certified oddball I’m rooting for that.
I played the Wii for the first time. It’s pretty neat. Zelda seems like it would be a lot of fun if I had a few weeks to devote to it. But I don’t.
I’m back in San Francisco this weekend!
