This is back in May. Went on a two-week trip to Switzerland (to see Thomas and Christine) and Germany (forthcoming). The flight to get there was kind of ricidulous, but I should probably let that sink down the memory hole and instead remember the trip up to the Stockhorn. So this is what I did
This is how far it got. It looks like a professional head shot because it is (I needed one for the school website). Was taken in March I’m not sure there’s much else to say about it. It got trimmed several times before March, but I guess that’d be about a year of growing to
In May I drove down to Goblin Valley with Dog. The dog does not like riding in the car. I usually put her in her crate while driving anywhere with her, since otherwise she gets really agitated, wants to sit on my legs, then wants to crawl on my shoulders, then invariably wedges herself between
This house where I live was built in 1949, then added on to in… I dunno. Let’s say 1960 or something. It was also surface-renovated about 10 years ago by people who were well-meaning and on a budget. As a result, I have a house that (a) is small, (b) is dark, (c) has three
TBH, it was actually 73 hours. Just that it takes about three hours to get from the plane to town, then about two hours from town to the airport plus two more hours of “get there early” time (necessary at ICN). Anyway, about 2.5 days of functional time there, plus sleeping. Seoul! It was supposed
TBH, the experience isn’t trite or cliche for having done it two years in a row now. OTOH, blogging about it kind of is (2016 Narrows hike, and that one previous that was pre-blog) . So what made this one different? 2017 is a different year than 2016, and I am much wizened. It’s colder
Every time I talk to someone local about a hike I want to do that happens to not be in Logan Canyon, they get upset and tell me that there’s lots of good hikes in Logan Canyon. I mean, sure, and there are, but (a) there’s more than one canyon in the world worth exploring,
Driving up to Boise to see the Modest Mouse concert in September gave me keen opportunity to drive through Twin Falls, a place where I used to live. Hence the post title. I also drove through Rupert, where I lived for like a week before moving to Twin (as the locals call it). In Rupert,
I’ve been investigating getting a dog since about senior year of college (= for the last 21 years). My SIL started harassing me (brutally) to get a dog earlier this year, plus it seems like a good time in life to stop not doing things for fear of unknown consequences. Ergo, I got a dog.
It’s like an Onion article: the headline is the whole story. Saw them in June in Salt Lake with my Aunt Mitzie, then again in September in Boise with myself. Salt Lake had a better play list, but I liked the Boise venue better. Now what? I like that they don’t ever play the same set
