i've been taking lots of trips. one to michigan. in which i went ice fishing, but alas i stopped no fish's trip. but, tourist though I felt because of my extreme excitement to actually be fishing on the ice, we did never the less go out on a lake and put fishing line through a hole drilled through the ice. in a shanti (ASHANTI?).
also i went to a moustache party. not that surprising since i was probably wearing a moustache the first time you saw me. i thought that i put that all behind me as my rediculous freshman years, but aparently that was unsuccessful. i went as a lumberjack (again, go figure). rope suspendors and burly boots and red buffalo flannel and stocking cap to boot. rachel went as a canal pushing frenchman...retained her innate elegance effortlessly. she's very elegant.
i really like michigan, by the way.

you musta been a beautiful babyyyy

that was adventure 1. adventure 2 occurs on friday if the roads like me. it just came to a point where i decided i need to stop whining about not having any adventures. i can make them.

today i tried watching inglorious basterds with my parents. to quote a county song, what was i thinking?

i've gone coocoo for dean martin lately. (oh guess what. he's dead too).

oh, what's this? holland in june? yah, you got it. but you don't got it as much as i do!