Tuesday, January 08, 2008
HOMELAND
Dad has noted that the land in Northern Nebraska, where the Niobrara River meets the Missouri River, is direct. "Frank" is the way he describes it, as in the land hides nothing, it is upfront, bitter, beautiful and largely untouched. Winters here can be brutal. Lewis and Clark spent one season here at what later became Fort Niobrara. The yellow cliffs are South Dakota, less than a mile away, but "very different" than Nebraskans. The people who come from this part of the world, are like the land, frank.



TO GRANDMA'S HOUSE
VINTAGE HIGGINS
SICKENING
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Friday, November 23, 2007
THANKS GETTING
JUMP UP, GIVE THANKS
On Thanksgiving morning, we hastened down to Columbus Circle to watch the Macy's Day parade balloons go by. We were too late, and Amy cried a teeny bit, but all was much better once we decided to walk home through Central Park. It's peak folliage season in NYC and the trees were perfect. It was also 60 degrees and sunny which made the 3 mile hike even nicer. One can witness our happiness and thankfulness in our sky high leaps for joy. Basically, we thought it would be neat to jump off rocks and take pictures.
FIREBRAND
Monday, November 05, 2007
FOXY WHEELS
HARDLY SPOOKY
To those who, like me, are far too old for hijinks.... Halloween in NYC is naturally rad, but our adventure was the wildest and raddest of all! We started on a Columbia Sponsored booze cruise on the Hudson, cabbed downtown with some stranger wearing pajamas, heckled the really hot and cool in the Meatpacking District, skulked to the Village and harassed some Aussies (sorry Tahn) with our swords. Matt also had a showdown with a Sushi Chef but later broke his blade while fashioning a "Z" on the pavement and on the hood of a taxi. When I showed my parents these photos, both Mom and Dad were concerned that I was in the arms of some strange Devil. They both agreed I was tempting fate and "not acting appropriately in such a big city". The giant inflatable penis, on the other hand, left them unfazed.
Friday, September 28, 2007
PACIFICA
We spent an afternoon on a beach in Santa Monica. For this Ioworker (that's a combo of Iowa and New York, if you didn't catch on) the weather is just too good to be true. Some say that 70 and sunny gets old, but I cannot imagine what kind of drugs or whatever else that person is doing. We swam and frolicked in the waves. That's Matt down in the corner waving. He will find no humor in what I think is the cutest, cutest of all pictures.
Here also, is a photo of our hotel room and our makeshift work station. Here is John, Amy Sophia and Matt in Los Angeles' Union Station. John and Mike took us on a field trip of the mass transit system of LA. A remarkably clean and history rich system. The station dates to 1939 and is some fete of design. It's also the terminus of the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Railway.



Here also, is a photo of our hotel room and our makeshift work station. Here is John, Amy Sophia and Matt in Los Angeles' Union Station. John and Mike took us on a field trip of the mass transit system of LA. A remarkably clean and history rich system. The station dates to 1939 and is some fete of design. It's also the terminus of the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Railway.
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