Lots of stuff afoot on this fine November afternoon! First off, check out my first photo gallery in a while here. Since I couldn't make it home to see my family, Paul Retrum and I embarked on a great mountain biking trip to the desert in Fruita, Colorado. Fruita is right on the Utah/Colorado border and below the mountains, so it tends to get great weather year round. Also, a very happy birthday to my Grandmother, "Grammy B."! Here's to another year of great bowling, ocean walks in Maine, chicken dances, and continued culinary excellence!
Yet another happy birthday to John Ragozzine, pal extraordinaire. By my calculations and rough carbon-dating, he should be somewhere between 25-28 years old. May your maple syrup run thick and your cats not contract fleas (even the one named Fleabag). Besides not knowing John's exact age, I also don't know his exact birth date. My sources have it pegged for Nov. 30, though I have +/-2 ratio for this fact.
Well, December is almost upon us and so thus begins my frantic hunt for a plane ticket home. Wish me luck! Oh and if you see my parents, encourage them to get a real Christmas tree!
