Archive | December, 2014

buffalo, barramundi, and

21 Dec

Birthday girl.

I spent time in the Northern Territory trolling for crocodiles, being paranoid about aforementioned crocodiles, fishing, camping, laughing until I cried, and eating really well. I gained a bit of weight, like a bear getting ready for “winter” except that Monday was the first day of summer, and if I sleep for 20 minutes in someone’s hammocks they don’t film it and call it cute, they call the police and call it trespassing. I’m working on loosing it.


There is a lazy water monitor somewhere in this picture.

Do NOT skin carmel apples.

Do NOT skin carmel or caramel apples.

42 inches and my personal best!  Straight to the pool room!!

42 inches and my personal best!
Straight to the pool room!!!

I had the joy of eating the fanciest meal in Darwin with my hands! And the pleasure of watching someone else enjoy the same. And in Humpty Doo (where I spent most of my time), a different set of we’s cooked an entire meal based on “T” countries. Because having a “T”heme is important??

I had the confusing pleasure of hearing a woof woof bird every day, memorable nights out with friends, the incentive to record wisdom from a Discovery bouncer, learned how to take great care of Rebecca, loved on Hulk, hung out with THE Gingerbread man, and indulged in combustion bowls of cold flavor.

———– I’m totally fine but my heart goes out to everyone affected by the recent traumatic hostage situation in Sydney. ———–


The occasional Palm isn’t too bad.

Are the bungs in yet? I’m ready for another adventure. ‘mi

Some people say “Why?” — I’ve learned to say “Why Not?”

7 Dec

The unpredictably of death provides life with the necessary tension worth living.

My hearts with my dad. Get better soon!!

creased with an innocuous, mischievous smile

"This is going straight to the pool room"




Tell that croc he’s dreaming.


2 Dec
today me will live in the moment.  unless it's unpleasant.  in which case me will eat a cookie.

Anything good can happen at any time,


1 Dec

There are some people who would find this a pretty dull way to spend Thanksgiving.

That's Turkey, not bologna.

That’s Turkey, not bologna.

I’m sending love and gratitude to all my family and friends around the world,