Quandary Peak 2008!

Well it had been two years since Dad and I hiked a 14er, and with the summer of 2008 rapidly drawing to a close we decided to seize the day and hike one before the 14ers all got buried in snow. As Dad was not in the best shape of his life we picked an easy class-1 mountain - Quandary Peak. On to pics!

At the trailhead (obviously). It was pretty cold - Dad's car thermometer said it was something like 27 degrees when we arrived. Fortunately I have a nice layer of fat around my face to keep me warm.

I don't know what my camera was doing but it turned out pretty cool.

Nice shot of Dad in front of an Aspen grove. Hey, he's smiling!

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze...

(Thats right, I just got deep on yo' ass!)

About an hour into our hike we got our first glimpse of the summit. I said "hey, look how close it is!" Dad was not pleased.

A little farther on the trail. Behind us is a shoulder of Mount Bross - another 14er.

Looking down into a valley on the north side of Quandary.

Heres where we ran into a little trouble. This was at about 13,200' and Dad was pretty tuckered by this point. You can see the summit but this last section of the climb was more than a little steep. We decided that it was best not to try and push things too hard, so Dad decided to stop where he was and skip the summit. Then we decided that I would leave Dad alone and head to the top for both of us. Fearing for both our respective lives we agreed we would never speak a word of my solo trek to Mom.

View from the summit. Mt. Lincoln, Mt. Democrat and Mt. Bross are there in the picture, I'm just not sure which is which.

The summit cairn!

Luuuuuke...go to the summit Luuuke...don't tell Mom Luke......

Heading back down through the Aspen trees.

Almost down...despite the smiles there were more than a couple "how in the heck are we not down yet?!?" comments by this point.

Finally finished. All in all a great hike and even though Dad didn't make it to the summit I think he didn't pretty darn good to make it to 13,200' considering he's 59 and out of shape. Next summer...Maroon Bells!

DNC Part 2 - Only slightly late

So I may have forgotten about my lowly blog since the DNC ended. I think the euphoria of the Democrats leaving town along with the copious amount of PBR I ingested resulted in my forgetting the upload the rest of my pics. So here we go, only a month late!

Ahh, my fellow libertarians.

Greta van Susteren is way, way uglier in person. Still, I would totally make out with her.

Pepsi Center's grand atrium. Holy bleeding heart liberals Batman!

I was meant for this chair.

I passed gas 3 seconds before this photo was taken.

DNC Day Two

Ok, so lots of people have been asking me, where are all the pics of the DNC holmes? And by lots of people, I mean me talking to myself whilst taking a bath. Fortunantely for all you pic-hungry blog weasels out there I make a convincing argument, especially when I'm covered in bubbles.

So today I offer up DNC Day Two! Wheres Day One, you ask? Or Pre-convention Days -4 thru -1? Well my camera was broken, so you can take your requests and shove 'em. Unfortunately I wasn't able to get any pics of Michelle Obama - although I did shake her hand, twice! She's ginormous, like 8 feet tall! Also I met Bill Ritter, but mysteriously the glass in my camera shattered when I pointed the camera at him. He then hissed at me, turned into a bat and left. Anyhoo, on to pics!

On the way to work. Shortly afterwards one of the Secret Service dudes told me in no uncertain terms that my pictures were not welcome there.


So. Awesome.



Thats right people. That thar be the Chuckster himself, Charles Barkley. Note the sweet shot of his bald dome. When he walked by I said "Chuck got no game. Chuck never had no game!". Chuck then literally tossed me through the roof of Brooklyns. Literally.


Trojan has a huge presence within the security perimeter of Pepsi Center. They were handing out condoms to everyone who walked by, but when I stuck out my hand for my free goodies I heard one volunteer say "not worth it".

This photo was taken on our "A" set, with the Pepsi Center in the background. 30 seconds after this photo was taken Jim Lehrer was heard asking if someone could 'get those jackasses off my set'.

Nothing says democracy like some dirty hippies.


Thats all for now folks. Another update tonight!

My first-ish real post

Okay, now that my blog is underway, and the awkward exchanging of names and info has passed, it's time for some real blogging!

Rather than bore you with some overly dramatic account of this morning's quick yet forceful exchange with my barista, or regal you with tales of adventure and intrigue in the supermarket deli isle, I instead offer a much more exciting and daring post.

Me destroying the ever loving shit out of some packing bubbles at work!

First attempt: Gold Medal Run!






After such a successful first try, I decided to go even bigger and better for my second attempt. Longer course, two different types of bubble wrap AND a wicked curve.

Alas, I flew to close to the sun on wings made of plastic bubble wrap. NEARLY. DISASTER.






This is what I do for a living people.

My first post.

Time to get it over with. Time to start my dream. Time to live. Time...to blog.