gay breakfast

after attempting to have gay breakfast (without gay coffee), wer-town and i went on a romantic river hike and then celebrated the 4th of july early in my backyard







and later that night we met some sisters while playing pool and shuffleboard and i got to watch werwie use one of his classic pickup lines (which i still dont think has ever been sucessful)

christmas '08

thanks to a PDX snowstorm and two MacBooks...we got a virtual family christmas photo


and then we went sledding (be sure to turn up volume)

coloring is fun

my friend kaylee and i bought 97 cent coloring books and held coloring book races. although i won it turns out my interpretation of the rules were much looser and thus my pic wasn't nearly as colorful, complicated, or shall we say..."within the lines"

turns out color book races are stressful while ol' fashion coloring is good clean fun, for hours, as long as its accompanied by fall edition high life or a cheap cab sauv.

happy birthday mom

i was staring at my gas gauge the other day realizing it holds an extremely strong correlation with the overall health of my finances. i can't remember the last time it hit a quarter tank.

i spent an entire evening shuttling around drunk new englanders while rallying my truck on slippery snowy roads at 3am, chuckling, nursing a sprained ACL (my toms have no traction) and wondering why people spend so much money at bars. (prefunk?)

i watched a roomful of jamokes dance in my basement, while throwing out a barrage of requests...and they thanked me with an extreme case of dance floor ADD as i shuffled between daft punk/jay-z/mia/lcd soundsystem/the rapture/talking heads/beastie boys...with relatively little success

i stood proud as my sister and a select group of friends and roommates led the charge, and wouldn't let the energy die no matter what. and we laughed and mocked and screamed as people creamed themselves during paper planes. watching my roommates (also brothers) grind and freak was a little disconcerting.

i saw the temperature rise to 1 degree at 2pm, the official high for the day, and burrowed down in my polar bear puffy as jo and i hauled couches, shoes, dead peace lilies and peppermint schnapps up a snowy fight of stairs as the wind chill fell to 15 below zero.

i wished my mom a happy 50th birthday as she belted out her own rendition of the "tigger" song, and wondered how it would feel to be 25 or to have children, or to have a full time job, or to have responsibility, or to have blonde hair or to attend jazzercise.

i think i may take up jazzercise

the first day of the rest of my life...right

i was in the white xmas section...jo did tights



i took it way too seriously...as you can see

montania!

finally something worth reporting

two roommates, a twin brother and i headed up into the seeley-swan wilderness with my ford ranger, an axe, 3 Milwaukee beasts, a broken hacksaw, two hatchets, beech nut chew, peanut butter and honey sandwiches, 6 scones, and the greatest of intentions. we expected to encounter western MT at its finest...and we were not disappointed.

after navigating our way though a maze of MT back roads, we arrived. a bumpy and viciously narrow road greeted my ranger and i as we entered the property of some jamoke who had given us permission to commandeer his firewood. we arrived expecting to spend countless hours chopping/sawing/hatchet-ing firewood and then loading it into my truck.

11 minutes later we finished and my truck shocks were maxed.

our next move was obvious. jeff and i went into town on a beer run and steve/elliot spent the next half an hour looking for a tree we could chop down. montanaia! upon returning with our high life we realized that all present trees were somewhat to mostly alive and our roomate/dendrologist/texan roommate would not allow us to cut anything down.

so we improvised and an obstacle course was created. 4 sticks were chosen. short sticks starts. as luck would have it...i began. i can't remember the last time i was so nervous.

round 1: chug a beer (no shotgunning allowed...much to my dismay)
round 2: ashen pit cross (any fall required a re-start on said log)

round 3: 12 foot log clean

round 4: log-carry up hill, around chosen tree, and back to start

round 5: 12 ft. tree climb
round 6: dive under log surrounded by plants thought to be poison ivy

round 7: 500 meter run (dry heaving included for all members)
round 8: dive under log surrounded by plants thought to be poison ivy
round 9: log chop



final results
steve 5:01
ethan 4:49
elliot 4:19
jeff 3:43

round 10: shot put sawed log...three throws
finals results
4th-elliot
3rd-steve
2nd-jeff
1st-ethan (i have no idea how i won this)

definitely one of the greatest days of my MT career...more pics to follow. git some.

you ever get so broke it just becomes funny?

not for your mother or your rich aunt...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9GKOqdr0-e8